The Story of Them
I do not own Batman. I am not making any money from this.
She sat on the toilet lid and kicked her legs back and forth, while whistling some kind of tune. The man propped himself up against the door frame and watched her with amusement. She was so beautiful... The room went quiet… Her humming stopped. It was as if all the sound in the world muted.
She slowly got up, taking small steps, as her feet carried her towards him. When she stood directly in front of him, he held out his hand. The woman placed an item in his open palm and moved back a few paces, looking at his face; searching for emotions. The man smiled and released a breath he didn't know he was holding. He opened up his arms and she ran over to him, crying. He hugged her tightly. Whatever was in his hand clattered to the white tile floor.
He spoke first.
"You're having a baby?"
She sniffled and stared at him gently, wiping away her tears.
"No," She replied,
He tilted his head in confusion. "No, I am not having a baby. We are. We are having a baby. Us. Together."
They both smiled softly, wiping away each other's tears. One last time, they looked down. The plastic test on the ground. Positive; a plus. Something that would change their lives forever.
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Dude. This sucks. It's super short and I hate it.