Blaze woke up to see her husband leaving this morning, preparing for the day. He had messily thrown his cape around his neck, paying absolutely no mind to the shoulder blade, threw his crown on his head to be left there, lopsided, hanging pitifully on his right ear, and quills a pitiful mess. One of those mistreated rocket shoes was on the wrong foot, the left shoe on his right foot, and he looked horrible. His constant sprinting around the house like an idiot awoke her, and with a glance to bright blue letters on the analog clock next to the king-sized bed, she knew one thing:
They were late for the meeting.
She wondered: 'How am I going to tell him? He's seemed so… Stressed lately. .'
She pondered this. With a sigh, Blaze got out of bed and stripped herself of her lingerie and dressed in, not the formal attire she wore as a princess, but something more fit for a queen. It was silky, purple dress that showed her cleavage and ended just before her knees. She placed her crown on her lavender head before donning her feet with matching purple heels. She added a bit of blood red lipstick and purple eye shadow and then filed her claws. Just enough to make them look nice, but, in case Shadow decided to make her angry, she was still capable of doing some damage.
Blaze mentally asked what to say, how exactly to break the news.
The answer came.
The fiery Queen decided to cook tonight, much to Gardon's displeasure. She sent him away, and her cook who was pestering her to no end. She prepared Shadow's favorite food, steak. He arrived shortly afterwards from a brief meeting. Shadow opened the door to the castle to meet a rather anxious Blaze.
"Good afternoon, Blaze."
"HI."
"Do you mind moving to your left and letting me in?"
"OF COURSE."
Blaze followed the given task and moved. Shadow entered the castle. Seeing that she had prepared something for them both, he sat at the table. With a sadly fake smile, Blaze put a mini pile of steak on his plate and set it down on the table, in front of him. She fixed her own portion, a noticeably smaller portion, and sat at the a the table. In between Shadow scorphing down everything on his plate, Blaze formed an awkward sort of conversation.
"How was the meeting?"
*Swallow* "T'was ok."
He almost wiped steak juice off his face in an improper manner, until Blaze noticed and slapped his hand away, before handing him a napkin, to which he grimaced. He wiped the juice off with the dreaded napkin and set it down on the table.
Chew.
Gulp.
Choke.
Swallow.
These were sounds Blaze heard as she sat at the table and delicately picked at her portion of chopped up cow. She couldn't take it anymore. She just had to say it.
"Sha-"
Choke.
Swallow.
"I-"
Choke.
Cough.
Heavy liquid intake.
Swallow.
"DAMMIT, SHADOW!"
Blaze grabbed the plate, smashed it against the wall, and pulled Shadow up out of his seat after walking around the table. She snarled in his face.
"You are going to listen to me, and you're gonna listen NOW."
She dropped him and returned to her average state. Shadow gingerly sipped at whatever liquid was in his cup, while refusing to sit back down in fear of being lifted again.
Might as well get it over with.
"I'm pregnant."
Shadow choked and coughed rapidly before his muzzle turned purple, and he fainted.
Authors comment: Oh, boy! My first authors comment! Yayzerz! This might be a bit short, but, ima be a bit busy, so all the chapters might be like this. Nyeh. But, I have already decided whats going down next chappy. Yep. Mmhm. Nyeh. Heh. Nyeh. Yes. Mmhm. Yep. Buh- Bye! 3