Disclaimer: SIMS 2 HURRY THE HEX UP!!! Sorry people, I want to play the Sims 2. While it's downloading, you get another chapter! Lucky you! I do not own Grand Chase. P.S. They have the modern conveniences. Can you even imagine what it'd be like to be pregnant in mid-evil times? UGH.
It was four in the morning. Was morning sickness supposed to start this early? Arme emptied the previous night's dinner into the toilet closest to her bedroom. Lass walked in sleepily behind her, knelt beside her and stroked her back; coaxing the vomit out of its hiding place.
"*Blech!*" the sound of Arme once again heaving into the toilet filled the confined area. Lass still rubbed her back comfortingly and held her hair, "Thank you. *blech*" He said a hasty 'you're welcome' after this next round of vomiting. She sat holding the toilet rim for a moment before deciding that she was done and getting up to brush her teeth. Lass inspected the toilet. Deciding that it was clean enough, he stood up and walked behind Arme. He put his head on her shoulder and she laid back into Lass' embrace. He wrapped his arms protectively around her abdomen
"Are you ok?" Lass asked. She relaxed in his warm arms. She nodded silently because she was still brushing the vile taste out of her mouth. His arms felt so good on her tired and sore body. They still had the body heat from their bed. Her warmth had been sucked out of her from the vomiting. A couple minutes later she finished brushing her teeth. She spat out into the sink. Arme placed her soft hands over his.
"I love you ," she declared in almost a moan she was tired and hungry, more so the latter. Arme would have been content to stay there forever, but her stomach demanded to be fed…at that exact moment.
Lass chuckled as her stomach growled for food, "I love you too. Let's make breakfast." He let go of her body and took hold of her hand. He led the now blushing Arme to the kitchen gently. When they reached the common room, Lass tried to lead her to the couch. The mage however had a different idea. Lass thought of all the horrible things that could go wrong in the kitchen. He hovered over her.
"You know," Lass started in a sly tone, "I could cook that for you." His voice was dripping with honey.
Arme was completely oblivious, "Nope, that's fine. I like to cook." Lass frowned. It was not the answer he was expecting. He tried again.
"Well, you know I never do anything around here anyways. Let me help at least." Arme paused for a moment.
'Lass never offers anything twice. What is…he must be worried about me. I did faint and hurt my head yesterday. That must be it. It's the only reason he's being so patient about my answer.'
"Sure," she answered, "Could you get the higher up things for me like the skillet and seasonings?" Lass asked what seasonings, "Oh just the cloves and cinnamon. I'm making pancakes because the idea of eggs is appalling to me right now." She went to gather the ingredients necessary, a bowl, and a cooking spoon. Lass got the other things for her. The skillet was hanging from the wall and the spices were on a shelf. He easily located the cloves and cinnamon. Arme was already mixing ingredients together. She hummed a light tune as she did so. He loved that about her. She was almost always happy. That made him happy. He didn't know how Ronan could be with Elesis. She was so headstrong and usually feeling negative emotions. He brought his attention back to the purple haired goddess in front of him. She had her hand outstretched to him.
"Can I please have the seasonings now?" Lass blinked twice before handing them to her. She dashed them into the mixture and then set them back on the counter. She turned the heat on under the pan and cut some butter into it for lubrication. She stirred the mixture more and then put it down. She opened the refrigerator looking for something else to put in it. Plain buttermilk pancakes were just that, plain. She saw an apple next to some blueberries and grabbed them. She grabbed a fist full of blueberries and tossed them into the batter. She repeated the action twice more before putting up the delicious orbs of blue. She tried to grab a cutting board and found it was too high for her. As she was about to pout and grab a chair, Lass came up beside her and plucked it down for her. She smiled at him and began to peel the apple. Lass stood mesmerized by her nimble hand movements. She finished peeling the apple and rushed over to the pan to make sure the butter hadn't and wasn't going to caramelize. She sighed in relief and returned to the apple. She cored it and quickly chopped it into pieces. After that she picked up the board and slid the edible apple pieces into the batter. She stirred it quickly and got out a scraper.
On to making the actual pancakes; she picked up the bowl and poured a normal sized dough lump onto the pan. It spread out and Arme swiped the bowl with the rubber spatula. She cleaned her area and deposited the apple core/peels into the trash. She walked over to the utensil drawer and got out a regular spatula. She looked at the pancake and decided it could be flipped. She yawned once before flipping it quickly. She turned and saw that Lass was still there. He was watching her intently.
"Oh!" she exclaimed in surprise, "I didn't expect you to still be here. You don't ever stay this long." Lass shrugged. He didn't want her to know how worried he actually was. She sat down in a chair at the table and stuck her head on her arms. Lass joined her shortly after. Arme almost dozed off before remembering she still had a pancake on the stove. She got up and grabbed a plate. She flipped the pancake on to the plate and reapplied another one to the pan. She stood by the stove this time and repeated the entire process until all of the batter was used. About thirty pancakes were made in the process. In the mean time, everyone had woken up and sat at the dining table. Someone had put pancake eating condiments on the surface they were to be eating upon. They waited patiently to be served. Amy got up abruptly and ran over to Arme. She grabbed the plate out of her hands and started distributing the food. The warlock was confused for a moment , but sat down.
Amy made her way around the table with the food. When she reached Arme's position, however, she gave the girl twice as much as she would normally eat. Upon questioning Amy winked.
"You have to eat extra. You're eating for two now, remember?" She replied. Arme looked down at her abdomen, wondering if she could contain so much food. She grabbed one of the syrup containers and put a decent amount on. She picked up a fork and knife located at the center of the table and ate slowly. Lass ate slowly just as she did. He finished before her and watched her eat. Arme started to get mildly disturbed by his intense gaze. She almost put down her fork, but she was hungrier than she thought before. The pancakes were calling her.
'Arme! Eat us! We're delicious and we have BLUUUUUEBERRIES!! YOU LOOOOOVE BLUEEEEBERRIES!!!' She imagined them saying. She also imagined how hilarious it would be if they actually had said that and smiled to herself; suppressing a giggle. The others contemplated her sanity before remembering that she was pregnant and prone to mood swings. They walked out, going to do their daily routine, except for Lass. He was going to stay by her side every minute of every day for the rest of her pregnancy and beyond. He was determined of this! If Arme didn't like it, she'd have to deal with it because there was no WAY that he was going to allow her to faint and hurt herself again.
Arme finished eating and put the dishes in the sink. As she stood up she felt a wave of nausea and dizziness wash over her and remembered the fact that she was pregnant. She placed a hand on her forehead after bracing herself on the sink and waited for it to pass. Luckily it did, but not before Lass took notice.
He stood up quickly as he saw her place her weight on her arms, "Arme are you ok?" He asked. He was at her side in an instant. She nodded slowly. He wrapped her in his arms and supported her seeing as she was starting to subconsciously sway.
"Maybe you should lie down on the couch," Lass suggested as more of a command. He picked her up bridal style and carried her over to said object. He laid with her his abdomen and noticed she was blushing.
"Lass…" she started, "are you certain all of this is necessary? I'm pregnant, not in fatal condition."
Lass nodded. It was completely necessary. Arme sighed and looked down. She might as well enjoy being treated like a princess. She realized how exhausted she was and fell asleep with her face nuzzling his neck.
The man looked down at his lovely lady's sleeping head and kissed it gently. He was so happy that she was his. He was grateful that she wanted to keep that baby. He was determined to correct everything wrong that was in his child hood with his child. Although he realized this was wishful thinking, he knew that he'd do a better job than his father who ran away. The coward left Lass' mother to raise him on her own and she couldn't protect him adequately when Kaze'aze took him away. Just thinking about it sent him to a dimension of pissed off he'd visited repetitively over the years. He was the only person that Lass wouldn't have minded killing as Kaze's vessel. He was also the only one who she let survive. He wrapped his arms around Arme's abdomen for the second time that day. Lass couldn't wait to actually feel movement there. He was anticipating it as much as he was Arme's next breath which was due…right then. Oh yeah, life couldn't get much better for him. He drifted off to dream of a young girl in a flower field.
Lass stood in a pure white room. A little girl sitting on a white picnic blanket wearing a white dress sniffed a white rose with a content smile. Lass didn't notice immediately, but the girl smiled widely upon seeing him and stood abruptly.
'Man, this room seriously has a white theme going on,' he observed.
"Hi Daddy! Wanna play?" asked the little girl. She was around five years old and had mostly silver hair. Her roots were purple. The child ran up to Lass who found himself incapable of controlling his own actions. Fearful for this child's life, he tried to tell her to run away. What if Kaze'aze had possessed his body? He couldn't say a word on his own. He found himself acquiescing to the child's request as she took his hand in her small soft one.
'So much like Arme's,' he thought to himself as the scenery changed to a much more familiar one.
Lass took in the new atmosphere. They appeared to be in the Violet Guild's flower meadow, but all the flowers were white. The child let go of his hand and ran off straight ahead.
"Bet yah can't catch me!" she yelled running away. Her long hair swayed like Elesis' did when down as she dashed. Lass then went to mock chase the girl, allowing her to believe she was actually faster than him for a moment. When her endurance faltered, she tripped. Before she could fall though, Lass was holding her in an instant. He scooped her up into the air after coming to a stop, flipped her to face him, and then planted a kiss on her cheek. The girl giggled erratically as Lass brought her close to his chest. The ground morphed in front of him.
"Can we go rolling Daddy?" she asked. Her eyes were pleading, "I've never been rolling. All of this was created from Mommy's memories because I don't have any of my own. Mommy thinks rolling is fun. There are a couple memories where you would roll with her. I want to roll too!" Lass nodded, still not in control of his body. It seemed that Kaze'aze was not controlling him. Perhaps this child was?
Lass shook the thought from his head, 'That's impossible. This is my dream isn't it?' He tucked the child into his chest and she wrapped her arms tightly around his neck. He got down on to his back and asked if she was ready. She felt apprehensive but nodded anyways. Lass started rolling down the hill and she was squealing in delight and fear. He was laughing at this but made a point to hold onto her lest she get lost or something. As they stopped at the bottom of the hill so did the noise. His 'daughter' did not uncurl herself from him but did loosen her grip on his neck. She nuzzled into his chest and he rested his hand on her back. He stroked her hair and she struggled to keep herself awake. She looked up after a moment with sleepy eyes.
"Daddy, it's dangerous for you to stay here any longer. I'm sending you back. I love you,"
Lass smiled down at her, "I love you too."
He groaned as the light weight of his 'daughter' was replaced by Arme. While she wasn't exactly heavy at one hundred twenty-six or so pounds, that was much heavier than the little girl. Arme looked up at him with a glazed look in her eyes. Lass smiled at her lightly and she smiled back. Her smile faded and eyes widened as she felt an intense wave of nausea hit her full force. She practically ran out of the room. Lass sighed and knew what was going on. He got up and went to the nearest bathroom and sure enough, Arme was there. He sighed again before repeating what happened earlier that day.
Lass helped her stand after she finished expelling her breakfast. He kissed her cheek and she walked to the sink. She thoroughly brushed her teeth as Lass rubbed her back. Arme went to walk out the door, but fell backwards when she had another dizzy spell. Lass caught her up in an instant and lifted her off the floor. She did not struggle. She moaned half in annoyance with her weakness and half in pleasure towards the attention she was receiving.
"What's wrong?" Lass asked.
Arme looked up to answer, "This dizzy, puking thing is getting old. Is it really supposed to be this extreme?" Before he could answer, Lire came running down the hall. She stopped before the couple.
"Um," she began, "Am I interrupting something?" Lass shook his head, "Good. Arme, I need to know if you still want to be one of my bridesmaids." Lire's tone indicated that she would be mildly upset if she said 'no'.
Arme groaned, she didn't want to deal with this right now, "Lire, can I think about it and get back to you later? I'm not exactly thinking clearly right now." The girl nodded quickly.
"Well, tomorrow I'm going with the others to bridal shops in the general area. If you want, you can come. We'll be leaving around noon," Lire offered. Arme nodded slowly; if she were to go faster, her dizzy spell would get worse. Even that small movement sent her reeling inside her head. Black spots filled Arme's vision. She didn't have time to inform Lass of the situation before her consciousness was stolen from her.
She awoke next to Lass in their bed. They were cuddled up under the covers together. Her stomach doing a flawless impression of Ryan was the only motivation for movement. She got out of bed slowly as not to awaken Lass. She wanted to prove to at least herself that she could make it to the common room alone. She walked two feet before Jin rounded a corner and saw her walking alone. Jin, being a gentleman, chose to escort her to her desired location; the kitchen. They made light conversation. Eventually the topic turned to Lire's wedding.
He put his hands behind his head as he walked, "So, are you still going to be a bridesmaid?" Arme looked down.
"I…I don't know yet," she confessed, "I mean, I want to be and so does she but…I don't know if it's a good idea. I'm afraid I'll just weigh everyone down. I don't want to pass out in the middle of a store. Can you imagine us going out to find a caterer and vomiting after being shown a selection? That'd be embarrassing and gross."
Jin nodded thoughtfully, "Well, yeah, there's that. Also, imagine the later parts of your pregnancy. You'd limit the types of dresses Lire could get because you'd need one that could be maternity. Also, when's the date of that wedding? Eight months from now? Doesn't it conflict with your due date?" Arme's eyes widened in horror, "Lire is set on that particular day to be wed. She CAN'T move it. If you were a guest, the impact of your water breaking would be much less than if you were a bridesmaid. On TOP of all of that, what about your body? Any bridesmaid outfit would be extremely uncomfortable if you were pregnant. They are doing an Elven wedding too. From what I hear, they're long as hell." Arme was dumbstruck. Jin pretty much just told her not to be a bridesmaid and she couldn't even argue against him. All she was going to do was be a burden to Lire and potentially ruin her entire wedding. This thought made her cry. The pregnant hormones didn't help the matter. Jin looked down and saw her crying. Tears rolled down her face as she tried futilely to hold them in. He sighed and pulled Arme into a hug.
"Come on, I didn't mean anything mean or bad. Please stop crying."
Arme just sobbed and chocked over her words, "But. You. Were. RIGHT! I'm going to ruin her wedding!"
Jin slapped himself. He really should have been more careful with his words. Amy was always telling him to be more sensitive.
He thought his next words more carefully, "No, you won't necessarily. I was just saying it's probably safer if you weren't in the ceremony. That doesn't mean you can't still help her as a friend. Lire will understand." Arme looked up with shining eyes.
"You promise?" she asked sniffing.
This is where he got cocky, "'me, I promise you, she'll understand. If not then I'll stand in town square in my underwear and sing 'I feel pretty'." Arme giggled and smiled.
"There's that cute smile, stop crying," he said wiping the tears away with his thumb. He placed his hand in the middle of the top of her back and led her back to the kitchen.
Lass woke up alone. It took him a moment to process that Arme should have been there. After about fifteen seconds of thinking, he jumped out of the bed like a ninja. He ran to the nearest bathroom in case she'd gotten sick and he just didn't wake up. Not finding her there he started storming the hallways near panicking. He came across Ronan and grabbed him by the arms.
"Have you seen Arme?" the thief asked in a breathy tone. Ronan's eyes widened in surprise before answering. He pointed in the direction of the common room.
"Um," Ronan started, "She's in the common room. She just finished eating lunch and is working with Amy on dinner." Lass let out a breath of relief and thanked the abyss knight. He smiled and nodded waving before heading off to find his favorite savior.
Lass walked into the common room with a calm expression. No one noted his presence. The only people inside were Jin, Amy, and of course Arme. Seighart and Mari, he assumed were downstairs in the lab Elesis was probably still in the training field or in the hot tub relaxing. Ryan and Lire were probably in the forest singing to nature. It had to be around seven at night because the sun was setting. Arme and Amy were almost dancing in the way that they moved about the kitchen. Lass sat down next to Jin and watched the girls as they prepared two deliciously roasted harpies. About an hour of more dancing and the harpies were done cooking. Arme set out to serve it and put the rest of the meat in the center of the table. She knew there would be no leftovers. Elesis' favorite food was roasted harpy. Amy grabbed her kleiophone off of the wall of weapons and walked outside. As soon as she was a safe distance away from Arme she screamed into it.
"Dinner's served! We're having roasted harpy!" she exclaimed before skipping back to the weapon wall. She sat next to Jin and kissed him on the cheek. Arme started eating. She was getting hungry because she only had a light lunch and she'd puked everything else up earlier. Elesis came in damp about 30 seconds later. Her feet were covered in dirt and grass clippings. She rushed over to the table and dug into her premade plate. Ronan came in from the hot tub area less wet and calmer. He sat next to Elesis and thanked Arme and Amy for dinner. Lire and Ryan came in together and sat down together. At that point, everyone was eating. Where were Mari and Seighart?
Seighart came storming up the stairs after slamming the laboratory door. Mari opened it shortly after and shut it much gentler. She ran up the stairs.
"Seighart, can't we just-," Mari started, trying to reason with the enraged male.
He turned around, his eyes on fire, "NO Mari. I'm DONE. I've had enough! I'm tired and sore! Good night!" With that he headed up the stairs and slammed his bedroom door once he reached it. She sighed and joined the others for dinner.
"I'm sorry about that," Mari explained, "I guess I ran one too many experiments on him. He'll be fine tomorrow." With that she grabbed a piece of harpy meat like the argument didn't even happen. Since she was not concerned, no one else found the need to be worried either so they went back to eating. Arme remembered that she had to ask Lire about being a bridesmaid.
"Um, Lire?" Arme started after swallowing her food. The elf looked up at her, "Would it be ok…if I wasn't a bridesmaid? It'd probably be-," Lire's eyes welled with tears and she ran out of the room, "Jin! You promised she'd understand!" she exclaimed heartbroken. Ryan ran after his fiancé. Everyone else looked at Arme and Jin.
Jin looked at the place in which Lire disappeared to and sighed, "I guess this means I have to go sing 'I feel pretty' soon. I'm sorry. I honestly thought she would understand if you didn't want to." This did nothing to comfort Arme. She ran after where Lire and Ryan exited- which happened to be the hallway. After trying their bedroom and searching the hallways, she decided that they had left the building. Arme just walked to her room downtrodden. Arme lay on the bed to cry. What had she done? Lass joined shortly after to comfort her. The two soon found themselves in a deep, emotional pain induced sleep. Arme felt badly because of what she did to Lire. Lass felt bad because he couldn't make her feel better. He ended up just being a silent companion throughout the night.
A/N: Heyyy~ I know Utsuro. I was going to give you the next day but I have decided that I'll do that next chapter. I hope you RRE'd because if you didn't, I failed T.T bai waves