*Stephano's POV*
I had been pregnant for about a month, when I realized something awful. The bellyaches...they were getting really, really bad. And I looked bloated. What was I going to do? The truth was going to get out sooner or later - babies grow. Not to mention I would go into labor soon. I would tell Pewdie first, of course. But when would I do it, was the question.
I decided to get it over with, and tell him right then. So I approached him, and gave him a gentle shake. He turned around, and smiled. "Hey Stephano," he said. "What's up?" I sighed. "Can we talk?," I asked. Pewdie nodded. "Sure," he said.
We told the bros we would be talking off to the side. They nodded, and stayed in place where they could wait for us. Then we went further back, and stopped where it would be nice and private. I cleared my throat.
"What's going on, Stephy?," he asked. I sighed again. "Pewdie. Yeu remember zat time when we were in ze apartment. And we had zat um...fun in bed, don't yeu?," I asked.
"Of course! That was the most amazing thing I've ever felt."
"And yeu remember when I was pleasuring yeu, and I swallowed a lot of zat...stuff, don't yeu?"
"Yeah! You said it had an exquisite flavor. I remember it completely."
I grinned a little. "W-well...I sink zat it's take its toll."
Pewdie perked right up. "Wh-what do you mean, Stephano?!," he panicked. "A-are you getting sick? Do we need to perform surgery on you? I don't wanna perform surgery on you, Stephano!" I held Pewdie's hands. "Pewdie. It's okay; I'm not sick," I reassured him. "But...Pewdie. I'm...I'm pregnant. I'm having a baby. W-we're going to have a child."
Pewdie looked up at me, and hugged me around the waist. "We're having a baby!," he whispered. I smiled, and hugged him back. "How much longer until the baby's born, Stephano?," Pewdie asked me.
"About a month and a half," I said. "Pretty soon, we'll have our baby." Pewdie smiled, and pecked my lips. "I'm so happy!," he squealed, rubbing his cheek into my shoulder. I smiled, and nuzzled his face.
"Well, since you know," I said, "when do yeu sink we should tell ze Bros?" Pewdie held up a finger. "I don't feel quite ready yet," he said. "Can we keep it to ourselves for a little bit longer?" I nodded. "Of course we can," I said. "We don't have to tell zem until we're truly ready."