Allies Pregnancy: How The Mother and Father are doing, When The Baby is in Mommy's Belly #2
#1 Alfred and Allan
How Long: 8 Months
Date When Baby Comes/Start: July 4th- April 4th
Alfred was feeling unhappy right now. He feels fat, he hasn't seen Allan over five minutes, and he wants that ice cream sundae!
"ALLAN!" Alfred yelled from his bed, "WHERE IS MY ICE CREAM!?" Allan was downstairs as he went upstairs with the bowl of ice cream that Alfred asked for. Alfred glares at Allan as he crosses his arms over his heavily pregnant belly.
"Well?" Alfred asked.
"What?" Allan asked back.
"What the fuck took you so long?" Alfred barked. Allan sigh. He can't take this anymore. But he can't yell at Alfred otherwise he might have his ass beaten again.
"Alfred," Allan started, "I'm trying my best here to be supportive of this pregnancy. But I can't do everything at once," Alfred sigh as he looked at his lover. Yes, he'll admit it, Alfred was bossing Allan around but he blam his pregnancy. It was making him crazy too.
"Allan," Alfred spoke as he felt like he was going to cry, "I don't know what's wrong with me. I'm trying not to be bossy but…" The tears came falling down as Allan hugged Alfred. Shushing him with a lullaby. Slowly it calmed Alfred down as Allan smiled at him.
"Everything is going to be alright," Allan told him, "No matters what happens, I will always love you," Alfred kissed Allan as the 1p was back to being himself.
"Now where's my ice cream?" Alfred asked. Allan laughed as he gave Alfred the bowl of ice cream. Alfred nums on the ice cold treat while Allan leans his head to Alfreds eight-month belly.
"What should we call them?" Allan asked.
"Well, the doctor said I'm having two girls and two boys. So I thought of Annabelle and Isabella for the girls, and the boys I've thought Tyler and Eric for the boys," Alfred replied back as he licks the spoon. Allan looked up with a happy/ surprised look. Originally, Allan thought that Alfred would name their kids after the superheroes from the DC Comics and Marvel. But they were actual names that Allan could accept.
"I like it," Allan said as he kissed Alfred nose, "But do you know what they would be represented?"
"I don't know," Alfred said as he rubs his belly. Allan soon fell asleep as Alfred was barely sleeping. The kids were a little action as Alfred took note. But that's not what is keeping him awake. Alfred has a small feeling that Annabella would be Alabama and Isabella would be Virginia. But the boys would have to be either California, Vermont, Minnesota, or any of the northern states. Alfred grunt as he felt them pressing his bladder.
"One more month of this and you all will be born… shit," Alfred just realized that the birthing would be an ass. The hell he ain't popping them all out four times! He'll need a c-section, and from what he heard, they are kinda painless but you have to relax the entire time. Slowly Alfred gets up as he went over to the bathroom. Allan open his eyes when he heard Alfred groaning in pain. Quickly, Allan ran over to open the bathroom as he saw Alfred was holding his side. They both went to the hospital as Allan was holding Alfred's hand. When they waited for a few minutes, Flávio in with a smile on his face.
"I have some information for you both," Flávio started, "What Alfred just experience was a false contraction,"
"False contraction?" Allan asked.
"It's like he's going to labor but not really," Flávio explains, "Though we want to keep Alfred here for the night just to be sure,"
"Alright," Allan said as Alfred just glared at Allan when Flávio left the room.
"I don't want to stay here," Alfred said as he leans back in his bed.
"They just want to be sure," Allan said.
Alfred sticks his tongue out as Allan rolled his eyes. Just one more month of this and the babies will be in their lives… but who said they won't stop with four kids? Oh I know, no one!