Bolo did NOT help. At all. Mimic at least had some experience from all his travels, Sky could keep Shantae calm, and Rottytops knew how to relax and treat Shantae right.
But Bolo was a mess.
Take today for instance. He offered to bring over some hot chocolate from the café in town. That would hit the spot! But he must have gotten distracted by something, for it took him two hours after he left the lighthouse to return…empty-handed. He spent a few seconds of thinking to realize he forgotten to go get the hot-chocolate…no, wait! He bought it but went off to ask a dancing girl her star sign…and then he forgot to pick it up. On his way out, he nearly knocked over a table and vase, but thankfully a sick pregnant woman was capable of saving those poor antiques from shattering on the floor and cutting up the idiot's foot. And when he came back with the luke-warm chocolate…
"At least I can clean it." Shantae grunted as he rolled up the stained carpet to take it down to the cleaners. "Got any other plans to 'help' me today, Bolo?" Bolo shook his head. Shantae slammed the roll against the wall. She took the last surviving cup and downed in one gulp. Good stuff, despite it lacking the former part of the drink's name.
"Should I get more?" Bolo wisely asked.
"Sure, why not?" Shantae sighed, gently putting the cup down on a different table. "If you do, please go straight there, buy the batch, and don't leave without the batch in hand."
"Okay." Bolo nodded and turned to head out, only to turn back around and ask, "So, you planning on keeping the kid?" Shantae gave a simple and quiet glare. "L-look, if you do, I'm offering. I'm offering to help you to raise the little child together…"
"I'm fine." Shantae snorted. "I got my friends and my uncle to help me. Thank you, but I'm not looking forward to sharing a long turn commitment with anyone." She went off to her bedroom to lay down for a bit, as she could feel a nasty headache coming on. Bolo did mean well, but with the pregnancy and the oncoming stormy seasons didn't help pacify Shantae's growing irritation with her male friend. At least he was getting her free stuff.
As she threw her down onto the bed (back-first, she quickly got used to doing that) she realized she hadn't been outside of the house in over a month. Then again…she did that on purpose. Shantae hadn't felt the need to leave the house. Not because she didn't need to now with her friends getting everything she needed from the outside world, not because she feared for Nina's unborn life…it had to do with the encounter with Risky Boots. Shantae consented to having the child, Risky held this promise longer than any other promise she made…so why did Shantae feel so scared of the outside world? Shantae stared at the ceiling with a unmoving gaze. Maybe this whole thing is actually her just overreacting. A lot has changed, yeah, but this was something good! Shantae didn't have to deal with Risky attacking her home, Risky gets to have a child of her own…everyone wins.
Maybe not. Shantae peered down to her stomach. It had gotten noticeably bigger. Not huge, but definitely a little baby bump had started to form. Shantae wondered if her nature as a half-genie would affect the baby's growth. Would it take longer or it would be shorter than the usual time?
She figured she had about at least a month and a half to do she wanted before she would start taking it easy. Might as well see the town and do a little easy monster clean-up.