Here's a new story I hope you'll like. If you do let me know in the form of a review. Thank you. C :
America was at his favourite restaurant eating away at three Big Macs and six packets of large French fries and drinking his fourth coke all the while rubbing at his eight and three quarter baby bump when suddenly he felt a cramp followed by something wet trickling down his thighs.
Realising that his water broke he quickly and carefully hurried to the restroom where he locked himself up in an empty stall. 'Ok Alfred. Breath and don't panic. Think of what you learned at your birth preparation classes. Breath according to the contractions.'
As he tried to sort out his scattered thoughts another contraction racked his entire body, the pain wrapping itself around his stomach and lower back.
Suddenly he heard someone enter and couldn't help but whimper "H-h-help me p-please. I-I'm having m-m-my baby kn-kn-know." "Oh my god Alfie. Can you move at all?" aske Matthew listening for his younger twin brothers voice.
That's when Alfred had the feeling to bear down. "N-no. N-n-need...to puuush." Alfred moaned bearing down and going into a squatting position over the toilet. Matthew raced over to the stall where Alfred was groaning and whimpering.
Having the same strength as his brother Matthew had no problem in opening the locked door. He knelt down until he was level with Alfred's lower half. "Don't tense up. I need to check if the baby is close to coming or not. Ok?"
Alfred who was already drenched in sweat nodded weakly at that. Matthew washed his hands at the sink and came back to his brother who had continued pushing. "Owwwww. M-Mattie. W-warn me n-next time." Alfred groaned as Matthew put his hand inside Alfred's entrance and hit what could only be the baby's head.
"Alfie. On the next contractions I want you to give me a couple of big pushes to get your baby's head out. Ok?" "Ok...Nnnnnggh. Ahhhhhhhh!" screamed Alfred giving all he had to finally push the baby's head out. Alfred pushed again and the shoulders slid out including a bit of the torso.
Alfred's knees shook violently and he threatened to collapse but he gave a humungous push and the baby slid into its uncles waiting arms who quickly took out his pocket knife and cut the cord connecting the baby to its mother.
Alfred finally collapsed on the toilet and panted quick staccato breaths. When he caught his breath he managed to ask his brother tiredly "C-can I see m-m-my baby?" Matthew handed Alfred his baby and Alfred's face cracked into two as he held his daughter in his arms.
At the same time Matthew took his cellphone and called Ivan. "Ivan. It's me Matthew. The reason Alfred is late is because his water broke while he was at McDonalds and I helped him give birth to your daughter. Yes...Yes they're both fine. Yes I'll wrap the two of them up and bring them home to you. Promise." Hanging up Matthew smiled at his brother.
Alfred knew what he would call his daughter as soon as he looked at her "Hello my little Amelia. Welcome to this world. First things first. You need to be fed." Alfred pulled down his shirt and Amelia latched into his nipple immediately. As soon as she had her fill and was burped Matthew wrapped her up and brought Amelia and Alfred home where a very worried Ivan was waiting excitedly for his wife and baby girl.