Partway through uploading this, I engaged in a vicious battle of Robot Unicorn Attack highscores with a friend of mine, so you'll have to excuse the lateness/any spelling mistakes, sorry x)
Me too Imagine Worlds, but I guess we'll have to wait and see! ;) In all honesty, I completely forgot about telling Tony too, that's why it wasn't mentioned until now :P
France was very hot, juanitaylor, but also very very fun :) and thank you! I'm glad you're liking it, and bothering to stick around haha :D
Aw, merci beaucoup, Emily, j'adore your reviews in return :3
Thank you all for still being here, by the way, it's been a long journey thus far :')
~nellen hopes you all have a lovely last week of term (in the UK), or an otherwise fabulous time :D xx
~~Slight language warning~~
"Are you sure you're ready for this? Like, positive? Because its okay if you're not, you know."
"No no, I am, I'm ready. I think. I mean.. Lets just get this over with, right?"
"It's your call.." Clive muttered, raising his eyebrows as he stared at the ground. "Just say when."
"When." Luke sighed, after a few moments' pause. "Time to tell Flora."
"Tell me what, Triton?" The girl piped up, startling both the boys immensely. "Hey, what's up with you both? You've been on edge all day."
"What oh, uh, nothing.." The youngest stuttered, as his friend began biting his nails. "I'm fine."
"Clive?"
"Sames. Wait, what? I mean, I'm fine too," he blushed, as she took his hands and held them by his sides.
"It's an awful habit," she laughed quietly, "and a nervous one too. Seriously, what's wrong? I'm all ears."
The two males exchanged glances and nods, and Luke spoke up once more.
"Um, Flora, uh.. How.. How would you feel at the prospect of, how do I say it, becoming an Aunt?"
The silence that followed was almost painfully awkward, as the girl started to register the information she'd just acquired.
Clive tried flashing Luke a reassuring smile, although his lip twitched occasionally, as though fighting off a comment.
"... Congratulations!" Flora finally cried after what felt like hours, pulling the incredibly confused dad-to-be in for a hug. "I can't say I'm pleased, but, I guess it's not really my business to get cross over. So uh, when's she due?"
"What?"
"Well, y'know, when's the baby coming?"
"Wait, you're actually cool with this?"
"Not in the slightest."
"Getting mixed messages here Flo."
The girl sighed, breaking away from the hug. "As I've mentioned, I'm not pleased at all, but, again, it's not.. Look, you'll always have a friend in us, okay? Even if you get like twenty other girls pregnant, we're still here."
"Um... Alright.. I really love you guys, you know that, right?" Luke grinned, burying himself back in Flora's arms. "It's due December, we think."
"Aw, lovely, a Christmas baby. Oh and Luke?"
"Yes Flora?"
"If you ever come here and tell me that you've accidentally gotten twenty different girls pregnant, I will legitimately fucking kill you," she growled, smiling sweetly as they broke apart again.
"... Understood." Luke laughed, shaking his head. "Understood."
