The most important job.
A/N: Warning this Fanfiction series will contain fairy graphic birth scenarios and possible Mpreg depending on future chapters... YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED
You groaned and clutched onto your stomach, cursing under your breath and trying to work out how this could have possibly happened to you.
As the Super Highschool Level Midwife, you and the other students trapped in Hope's Peak Academy knew you'd be an asset in case children came around in future.
However, what you didn't count on was that the first child you would deliever was your own.
You didn't even know how it happened. You were doing your usual rounds around Hope's Peak when you felt a pain in your stomach. It didn't take you long enough to realize you were having contractions. Learning your waters could break at any moment you staggered your way to your bedroom rushing past the various classmates.
You made it into your room and locked the door incase that psychotic bear got any ideas. It was at that point your waters broke. Crying out in pain you pressed your hands against the door and leaned against it for support, breathing heavily.
Knowing you didn't have much time you made your way to the bed. Slowly, you got yourself comfortable, remembering every possible procedure you've ever learnt. Trying to work out what would apply to you.
You lay back and closed your eyes. You had a while before you could even consider pushing. Taking a few deep breaths you thought carefully about what was to come, you'd concentrate on your breathing for a few more contractions then you'd begin to push.
After a few contractions you remembered you were still fully clothed, knowing they were an obstacle you stripped down to your undergarments, that's when you felt it, your child was ready to come out!
You got into a comfortable position and pushed, taking a few panting breaths between each one. Each push hurt more than the last, each one causing you to moan louder you rubbed your stomach a few times in an attempt to ease the pain.
Then you felt it, gasping for air you sat up and stared at the space between your legs as your body heaved up and down you cried as you watched your child emerged. Reaching out and giving one last push you pulled them out and held them to your chest. It was love at first sight.
You cried some more and looked down "a girl…. A girl…."
You cradled the child in your arms before letting out a yawn. It was exhausting enough delivering someone else's child let alone your own.
You cleaned both your newborn and yourself before proceeding to remove the filthy sheets so that the two of you could lie down and rest. However you heard a knock on the door.
Unsure of who it was…
you opened it.