Unexpected


Alexander had been allowed to remain by his beloved spouse's side, grasping his hand as he made a predictable drama out of birthing their child. His step-son kept rolling his violet eyes at his father's little cries and delirious phrases, intended to scare his step-grandson, who was buying the act and was probably going to leave the room later with a steely determination of never getting pregnant, in order to avoid the pain of childbirth.

"Oh, dear, it hurts so much!" the golden-eyed Count whimpered weakly. "I think I will die if this goes on any longer!" To that, the grandson shuddered in fright, becoming pale, remaining mute…

"If it is any comfort for you, father, let me tell you this is almost over," the violet-eyed one replied, sounding bored and knowing his parent felt nothing like he was saying; there could be pain, yes, but not such overacted agony.

More fuel for the drama, though: "That is such a relief!"

Not ten minutes later, the wail of his and Alexander's baby nearly deafened them, the newborn unhappy with having been forced to abandon the warmth and safety within his parent's body to face the unknown world. As the mismatched-eyed D was trusted with cleaning his overly young uncle, his grandfather winced in renewed discomfort, and his father frowned and then gasped as he realized something…

"Twins!" he breathed, not sure if he should be happy, or wary, or both.

"Twins?" the golden-eyed Count hissed, and, before his husband could react, he had reached out with both hands to wrap them around the blond vampire's neck, growling: "How could you do this to me! I will kill you, Alexander!"

But the second child's ongoing birth quickly caught his attention once more, much to the rest of the family's relief. The least they needed now was to end up with a widowed parent of infant twins…


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