Wedding Night Baby
Chapter 12
By XellAn-Chan

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"Mister Gourry?" Amelia's voice dragged him from the memory. "Huh?" He blinked. "I said 'hi'." Amelia smiled. "Oh. Hiya. Guess I wasn't paying attention..." Lina smiled affectionately. "You never do." The princess laughed and turned her attention to the three Dragons. "Hello, Miss Filia." The priestess was gaping at her. "...Hi, Amelia." it was hard for her to believe what she saw. Of course, Lina had told her, but seeing it made it very real and it still shocked her.

"Darling, don't stare. It's not polite." Milgasia's voice was just as placid as ever. Filia's face turned slightly pink. "I...I am s-sorry." She stammered. There was an awkward silence. Then Valgaav began screaming, which caused a nice diversion.

The priestess took her small son in her arms. "What is the matter, Val?" She asked. "I hungry!!!!" He wailed. "Oh, where are my manners? You all must be starving." Amelia said. At the mention of food, Gourry and Lina both grinned and nodded emphatically. "Let's get something to eat." The princess waddled out the door and they all followed along behind her.

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"So, I heard you're getting married, Miss Filia." Amelia tried to make pleasant conversation while Lina and Gourry argue over food. Filia nodded. "Yes. That was actually the reason we came here, so we could tell you." The princess smiled, "And how does Baby Mister Valgaav feel about this?" The Ryuzoku's eyes brightened. "Val is very fond of Milgasia. He already calls him 'poppa.' They get along very well." Amelia's smile widened. "I'm glad for you, Miss Filia."

"That's mine, you idiot! Give it back!" An all-out war over food had erupted from Lina and Gourry's end of the table. The Dragon and the princess looked at one another. "It's so strange, being back together." Amelia sighed, observing the chaos around her.

Val banged a spoon on the table, laughing all the while. Milgasia was trying to calm him down. Gourry and Lina were wrestling over a baked potato. Zelgadiss stirred a little sugar into his coffee, totally unaware of anything else.

"Just like old times." Filia agreed pleasantly.

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AN: sorry about the shortness of the chapters. the way they're written they'd either be really long or really short. i opted for the shorter variant, that way i could post them more often. this really is drawing to a close now...