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Title: We'll Name Them Adventure!

Summary: Mermista's having a baby. If you ask her, that's no reason to go shouting from the rooftops. But, hey. Whatever floats Sea Hawk's boat.

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"So," Mermista starts, stops, then starts again. "So, like... babies, right?"

It's a pretty good conversation opener, if you ask her. Granted, of course, that said conversation didn't start at around one in the morning. But it's rare that Mermista has time off from the kingdom and Alliance, and even rarer that Sea Hawk has that time open as well, and she'd had a lot of fun painting his nails despite her grumbling to the contrary. It's as good a time as any.

"Hrrm?" Sea Hawk says eloquently, lifting his face off the pillow. He sleeps sprawled out on his stomach, which would be really annoying if Mermista didn't have a huge bed. As it is, it's still kind of irritating. "Wassat?"

"Babies."

"Babies?"

"Babies."

He groggily sat up. "Did I miss something?"

"Yes," Mermista says, as if that will make it any clearer to him. "Okay, look. I may... or may not..." She clutched a pillow to her chest. "Oh, fuck it. I'm pregnant, Sea Hawk."

Sea Hawk is not the brightest man Mermista has met- she doesn't mind that, usually. He easily makes up for it in his passion and care. But seeing the dumb look spread across his face right now makes her want to smack him about five times what she typically does.

"A baby," he repeats slowly. She doesn't respond. He glanced down at her belly- which is still completely normal, duh, she only knows now because magic is one helluva thing- before meeting her eye. "My baby?"

"Uh, no shit?" She shoved his shoulder. "Who else?"

"I didn't mean it- I knew it was a possibility, but I didn't think..." A big smile crosses his face. "Mermista, we're going to have a baby!"

"Don't start."

"A little one to care for!"

"I will literally pay you to stop."

He's crying now, because of course he is. "I'll protect them with my life."

Mermista sighs and puts her face in her hands. "Can you not?"

To her surprise, Sea Hawk stops. A strong arm wraps around her shoulders. "Do you... maybe not want the baby?" he asks. "Because I completely understand. I mean, to be honest, I'll be a little disappointed, but this is a terrible time for children and I will be here for you no matter what-"

"Sea Hawk, chill. If I didn't want the baby, you'd know." A wet laugh escapes her throat. He has a point, doesn't he? Having a kid now wasn't the brightest idea they've ever had. But the war had been going on since forever, and if their parents and grandparents had managed it so could they. "You're just... you."

"On that note, I'll be right back." He pressed a kiss to her cheek before getting out of bed entirely, sticking his head out the door and into the hallway. "HEY! BOW!"

The sound of a body hitting the floor tells Mermista he'd been as awake as Sea Hawk had been. "Wahuh?"

"MERMISTA'S HAVING A BABY!"

"YOUR BABY?" Bow asked, then let out a high-pitched squeal.

"I KNOW, RIGHT?"

"Yes, yes, you're very cute," Glimmer grumbles, sitting up enough from her bunk to hit Bow over the head with her pillow. "But the sun isn't out yet and until then you're not my friends."

Adora, used to the general chaos of group-bedding, rolled over with a snore.

At the other end of the hall, Mermista could just barely make out Perfuma's sleep-addled voice. "That's great, you guys. I didn't know they were looking through the cabbage patch. Did you, Frosta?"

"I know how babies are made," Frosta says. "And I know it's nothing to be yelling about this early in the morning. It's past my bedtime. Shut up."

"Aye, aye!" Sea Hawk cheers, saluting. He's far too pumped to sleep now, Mermista knows, but she welcomes him into her bed with open arms anyway. She's always been a glutton for punishment.

Author's Note: This one goes out to the nice anons on Tumblr who brought the idea of Proud Papa Sea Hawk to my attention. They forced my hand.

-Mandaree1