S11-8
Kids!

Another day off for Kris and Susie, giving them time to play a few games together, such as Minecraft.

While the two were playing, Susie dropped her controller, let out a hoarse groan, and doubled over. Kris put the game on pause. "Susie, are you OK? What's wrong?"

She started panting. "I... I think my... my water b-broke."

Kris's eyes widened. He pulled out his phone and called the local hospital, letting them know about what was going on. Kris had driven Susie to the local hospital, where she was tended to by some of the medical staff.

While sitting in the hallway just outside, Kris saw a familiar face. "MK? You're here too?"

"Noelle's just having a scan taken to see whether or not she's..."

"You two must've had an eventful night earlier." At Kris's words, MK's yellow face turned red with embarrassment.

A door opened, and Noelle stepped out. MK got up and rushed to her side. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah. You and I are gonna be parents soon." She said happily.

"Oh... my... god... This is so exciting! Aren't you excited, Noelle?"

"I feel happy, I feel scared, I feel anxious, I'm all mixed up about this!"

"Whatever happens next, we'll get through it." With that, MK and Noelle turned to leave, bidding Kris farewell and good luck.

Within minutes, the other door opened, and a nurse peeked her head out. "Kris Dreemurr?" He sat up. "Right this way please." Kris followed the nurse into the operating room.

Upon entry, Kris spotted Susie in the hospital bed, holding a bundle of cloth. "S-Susie...?"

She looked up from the bundle, seeing Kris, revealing a happy smile on her face. "Come and look at our new little boy."

Kris made his way to the side of the bed, seeing that there was a little baby Monster boy in the cloth. "What should we name him?" Kris asked.

"How does 'Ian Dreemurr' sound?"

Kris smiled at Susie, then looked at their newborn. "Hi, Ian."

While Susie was being checked out for a full recovery, Toriel and Asgore entered the room. "Let me see my new grandchild. Please." Toriel demanded calmly.

"Mom, dad, this is your new grandson, Ian Dreemurr." Kris said, stepping aside.

"Oh, he's beautiful...!"

Without warning, Susie hoarsely groaned, clutching her stomach. "Oh, we got another one!" A doctor stated, looking over the nearby monitor.

"I think it'd be best if we waited outside." Asgore suggested, opening the door. Kris and Toriel followed him out, leaving lil baby Ian in the nurse's hands.

After several minutes, the nurse poked her head out the door. "Looks like Ian's got a sister."

The Dreemurr family headed back into the operating room, only to find that Susie was now holding two bundles of cloth. One bundle held Ian, and the other held his newborn human sister. "Let's name her... Abigail." Kris suggested.

Ian and Abigail Dreemurr.

Several weeks have passed, and despite not being on... the best of terms, Toriel suggested that Asgore should babysit the two younglings whenever Kris and Susie were both out, seeing how Asgore is so popular with kids nowadays, playing all sorts of games any chance they get.

I'm sorry it's short, but I'm starting to run myself dry on ideas. Let's just say 'the soils in my mind that grow my ideas are becoming less fertile, and I'm running low on seeds'. I could use some inspiration material.

See you all next time.