They had made up the room with a bed in the center and a crib at its feet. Against one of the green floral-printed walls stood a rocking chair, an empty toy box, and a sparse bookshelf. The books residing there detailed children on Homeworld, with titles such as The Care and Raising of Young Gems, and Gem Pregnancy. White had gifted them the latter. She had sent it to Yellow's control room with the note, "I doubt you'll have much trouble."
If there was any more literature on the subject, it would have occupied that shelf, but there wasn't. They would have been marked like the others, with notes that Blue had shoved inside. In various colors, they exploded from the pages, adding to the width.
"Do you think she'll like it here?" Blue's hand, perpetually against Yellow's stomach, smoothed over it once. With one arm around Yellow's shoulders, Blue supported her as if she could hold both of them at once.
"If she doesn't, she won't be able to complain."
"Do you have to ruin everything? Can't you say she will?"
"I'm sure she will."
"Honestly." They relaxed as the baby kicked. "Yellow, can you feel that? Oh, I hope it means she's happy. I want to meet her so badly."
"Why don't you talk to her? Tell her to relax."
Blue left the embrace to lay her head gently upon Yellow's stomach. Looking into Yellow's eyes, she spoke. "Hello, Green. Yellow wants you to calm down, but I love it when you're lively. I think you should kick her even harder so I can be closer to your little feet." She kissed near the top of Yellow's stomach, as if reaching her daughter's forehead. "I'm madly jealous."
Yellow moved some of Blue's hair behind her ear as sunlight bled through the curtains. The room grew degrees warmer.
"I wish I could give her to you somehow. I know you would have enjoyed this more."
"It's okay. We're getting close. You've grown so round." Blue looped an arm beneath Yellow, embracing the entirety of her stomach. The baby remained relatively still, and Blue smoothed over her again. "Can you tell me anything about her? What does she seem to like? Is she showing her personality yet?"
"She seems to like this. She's always active when you come to visit, as if she just knows."
"She's going to be so beautiful," Blue said, tears dripping onto the pinnacle of Yellow's hill. "I can feel it, I love her so much."
Yellow wiped them away. "She loves you too."
Blue returned to kiss her on the lips, and Green kicked to the beat of her mother's heart.