Chapter
Two
Stormy groaned and rolled over. It
was impossible to get comfortable. She was in her sixth month while Wisp was in
her eighth. Wisp got it easy. Granted she was sick but she never had trouble
falling asleep. Sleep came rarely to Stormy. Her child kicked constantly. Once
or twice Stormy was sure that a foot would lodge out of her belly.
That night was no different.
Finally, Stormy rose and decided to go and see Wisp. The other girls had gotten
pregnant bit by bit but Wisp had been in it the longest so she would
understand. Knocking on the door, she waited for that ever present, "Come in."
It came although it sounded more
tired than usual.
Stormy opened the door and walked
in.
Her friend smiled and patted the bed
by her. Stormy accepted and laid down. The leader of the Color Kids, or
actually now the Keepers of Colors, laughed.
"Tired?"
"Yes," Stormy said, "Jeez, this kid
does not wanna stay still. Every minute, it's either stirring or kicking me."
"Violet could give you a medicine. Her child's pretty calm."
Stormy smiled. The other girls were
pregnant too; La La and Patty were in their fourth month with twins. All the
other girls were pregnant, but only with one child, like her. MoonGlo and
Tickled Pink were in their sixth month, Canary in her fourth, Indigo was in her
third month and Violet was only a month.
"So." Stormy started, "How's your
little one doing?"
The girl sighed. "I don't know. She
never moves, doesn't kick, nothing."
Stormy could see the worry on her
face. She smiled. "Don't worry. Maybe she's just calm."
Wisp looked at her. She smiled and
tried to look reassured. However, Stormy wasn't fooled. She smiled and said,
"I'm sorry, Wisp. I know it's hard.
But at least you can sleep; I'll never get any rest with this crazy kid. I
think she's part jumping bean."
Wisp smiled and laughed.
"What are you going to name her or
him?"
Stormy shrugged. "If they keep up
this senseless kicking I'm seriously considering, 'brat.'"
Wisp shook her head. "Aw, if you
keep that up, your child will purposely stay in there longer."
Stormy got up.
"Thanks for the bolt of confidence."
Wisp winked at her. "Don't mention
it."
Stormy walked outside. But she
paused at the door and clutched her ribs. She felt the foot connect inside her
and winced.
"Stop it, you little twerp," she
hissed to the child inside her.
As if to spite her, it kicked her
again.
* * *
Stormy laid down on her bed and
rolled over. It was early morning and the pain was still there. Her child would
not hold still. Granted it had ceased kicking her but it was forever stirring.
Unfortunately, that meant she never got much sleep and was cranky a lot.
The sun chose then to peer in
through her window. She sat up and growled. She had gotten perhaps an hour or
two of sleep the previous night. Now, she knew she would never sleep anymore.
Getting up, she walked to her mirror. Her eyes were blurry, worn.
She growled and stood up. Slipping
on a dress Wisp had given her, she pulled her hair into a rash ponytail and
walked out into the hall. She spied Red Butler. He looked beat.
"What's up with the Mighty Red?"
He sighed. "La La. I love her to
death but with twins coming, I don't know if I can put up with those feminine
hormones."
Stormy smiled. "Aw, don't worry.
She's just fourth month, right?"
He nodded.
"It gets worse."
Red groaned. "Thanks a lot."
Stormy walked past him, smirking.
"Nothing helps a bad mood than spreading it." She said to herself. The child
seemed to wake up then and slammed its feet against the bottom of her ribs. She
stopped and clutched her chest.
"Stormy! Are you okay?"
The violet haired woman looked up
and was met with Patty O'Green, her belly already a bit rounded. Stormy smiled.
"I'm alright Patty. This brat just
refuses to hold still."
Patty giggled and as Stormy walked
on said,
"You keep that up and she'll stay in
there!"
Stormy growled. "Shut up."
She walked downstairs and nearly ran
into red again.
"What's with all the food?"
He sighed, "La La's got these wacko
cravings lately."
Stormy sighed and walked on. She was
normally very independent but now she wished that she had someone waiting on
her. The girls waited on each other and Wisp had Brian who came every day. La
had Red who grumbled but did what she needed. And Patty..
Buddy was so good to her!
He was always by her side, always
helped her with food and things like that. He somehow preformed the miracle of
combining vitamin rich meals with tasteful ones. One time, patty had fallen
outside and Buddy had insisted on carrying her back in, although she said she
was all right.
She sighed. She wished for Thunder
right then. He was good to her, she needed him. But, he was on another planet.
If she mad eit…
She had been in such pain lately she
honestly didn't know if she could make that trip.
Stormy sighed and sat down on the
floor, outside the main hall.
She looked down at her bulging
belly. For nearly the first time, she smiled.
"Do you wanna meet your Daddy?"
Her answer was a swift kick to her
stomach.
She waited and the child kicked her
again. Then again.
"All right little one. You win. Let's go see Papa."