The next morning, Nora got out of bed somewhat later than usual, feeling much drowsier than she was used to, though the baby crying through the night didn't exactly help her situation. There had been a few instances where she would have to get Linnie up, and tell hm to make the baby shut up before tossing and turning back into the covers, an itching sensation in her crotch. She got up for bed and hopped in the shower, hopeful that it would make the itching go away, though she raised a brow at the palest spots that were forming around her thighs. What's this shit? I don't remember these being here yesterday.
However, once Nora got out and started to thrown on her work suit, the itching did not seem to stop, making her squirm and twitch around in her pants, making her look like an idiot.
What the hell is this god-forsaken itching? Geez, does it ever stop? Nora asked herself as he finished curling her hair, burning her ear a couple of times from the twitching, Out of anger, she slammed the curler down on the ground and stormed out the room, ignoring the sounds of the baby stirring awake. Because it was a bit earlier than when Nora would usually have to leave for work, she had time to make her own coffee and sat down at the kitchen table, searching up the symptoms she had, only to find a page of STDs and crabs as results.
Pssh..what bullshit. WedMD is full of shit. I'm perfectly fine. Nora said as she kept squirming her legs together, trying to keep herself from itching, but after a while, she gave up and grabbed her crotch, scratching it with her bare hands, much to Linnie's disgust when he came into the kitchen with the crying baby.
"Uh..good morning Nora.", he said as he held his son, flying towards the counter to fix him a baby bottle, "Is something the matter?"
"No, nothing's wrong. These pants are probably just dirty."
"Why don't you change then?"
"Cause you didn't do laundry like you were supposed to.", Nora grumbled, "Don't you remember? You went to bed earlier than you were supposed to."
"Nora please, you're perfectly capable of doing your own laundry.", Linnie rolled his eyes, making Nora glare at him. She absolutely HATED it when he back talked her, "Besides, I'm too stressed out with the baby a-and my job..I just don't have anymore time.."
"Linnie, I couldn't honestly give less of a rat's ass if you're busy. Your job as the man of the household is to take care of the house, and make sure I'm ready for work in the morning. That not only includes making dinner, but also making sure the beds are made, my laundry is done, my alarm is set, a beer is in my hand when I'm watching TV. It's not that fucking difficult.", Nora pinched her temples as Linnie squirmed a bit in his spot, feeding his son the bottle, "You know what, whatever. I don't have time for your shit. I'm going to work. You should probably do the fucking same."
"I-I wish I could but I'm still on paternity leave. I-I don't go back until next week."
"In that case, you better make sure the kitchen and bathrooms are spotless, and the living room is vacuumed.", Nora snapped, snatching the suitcase, "I might be getting home later than usual. I've got someone I need to visit."
"I..y-yes Nora. I'll make sure it's all done dear."
"Good. Finally, you fucking listen.", Nora groaned as he poofed out the hall, leaving Linnie alone, holding his now sleeping son in his arms.
Positive…Positive…that's what the doctor said. Nora could barely keep her grasp on her new prescription as she made her way home, barely able to understand what had just happened. The itch in her crotch had become so bad throughout the day, she had no choice but to visit the doctor at a 24 hour clinic near the Fairy Academy, where she was tested positive for crabs.
Nora didn't understand why. She was a clean, honest, good woman. She believed she didn't deserve this, or she didn't do anything to receive this STD. When she asked how she got them, the doctor told her that it was due to either physical sex, or having contact with someone else with crabs. Wait…did Arthur…no of course not. Arthur would never do such a thing. Willow might've had crabs, but Nora also assumed that a good man like Arthur would clean his sheets often, not to mentions she's never seen either of them squirm around.
Come of think of it…Linnie did squirm a bit when Nora was giving her list of chores. Maybe..oh hell no. That yellow-bellied son of a bitch. She slammed her door open to find Linnie standing in the kitchen nervously, holding their son in his arms. She stomped right up to him and gave him a large SLAP on the face, forcing him to kneel down and drop the baby as gently as he could.
"Oh! N-Nora?"
"You did this to me! You did this, you worthless piece of shit!", Nora screamed as Linnie cowered in fear. She screamed at the crying baby to shut the hell up, before she turned towards Linnie once more, grabbing his sweater, "Get the fuck up, bitch."
"N-N-Nora, w-what are you talking about? Please I-" PUNCH
"You gave me crabs, you fucking idiot! Couldn't you have told me you had an STD?"
"N-Nora..honey I don't have crabs."
"Oh yes you do! Why the hell else would you squirm around like a fucking worm? Huh?"
"I-It's a habit..", SLAP
"Yeah, that's some bullshit, Linnie! Let me tell you something, sweetheart.", Nora growled, pulling his face towards hers, "If you were going to sexually assault me, the least you could do is say you had an STD."
"Woah wait! Hold on!", Linnie shouted, picking the baby back up and placing him near the swing, next to the couch, "I sexually assaulted you? How?"
"When I called you over to watch a movie that one night and you raped me! You just couldn't keep your filthy hands off me for one fucking second! Always wanting more!", Nora yelled, "You know, the night before you trapped me with that bastard over there."
"Don't you dare call our baby a bas-", Linnie said, before receiving another punch.
"Shut up! That's not the point of this discussion.", Nora growled, "I found out this evening that you gave me crabs, and so..I think it's more than necessary that YOU can pay for my treatments."
"What? Nora, I can barely afford to feed myself and the baby."
"Well, maybe you should've fucking thought of that before you decided to ruin my life!"
"Oh really?", Linnie asked, just barely able to avoid the next slap Nora was about to deliver, "Well, if we ruin your life so much, maybe I should just leave."
"You know what? Maybe you should! Take that bastard with you, while you're at it! Get the hell outta here, you pervert! Just wait until all of Fairy World hears what an evil person you are..attacking innocent women like me."
Linnie didn't say much else as the baby continued to cry. Cradling Darren in his arms and with tears flowing down his cheeks like river streams, he pulled out his wand and disappeared, giving Nora permission to head into the kitchen and grab out the bottle of whiskey she had been keeping under her sink, slumping down on the couch with her legs open, grabbing her crotch every two seconds.
Meanwhile, Linnie held Darren close to his chest as he found himself spawned in the middle of downtown Fairy World, desperate for a place to stay. He scrolled through his phone while he was shushing Darren, finally deciding to call his sister, Daisy, in hopes for a place to stay.
"Daisy? It's Linnie. Listen, can I ask a huge favor…please?"