One Hell of a Birthday
Part Two: Back in Regular Earth
yay! next chap! and for those of you wondering, im trying to figure out a way to get bubbles back into the story...
WARNING: Chapter has some very unamusing parts. Stupid Gandalf and his guyness.
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Chapter Eight: Trouble in Paradise
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Diane, Haldir, and Gandalf walked into the seemingly empty apartment at around four in the afternoon.
"Ayla?" Diane called placing her keys on the kitchen table and dropping her purse to the floor under the table.
"In my bedroom! I need to talk to you!" Ayla's voice called. Diane shrugged and walked to the bedroom, leaving Gandalf and Haldir in the living room.
She closed the door when she wlaked into the bedroom and turned to look at Ayla, who was sitting on her bed. There was a small package next to her.
"Ayla?" Diane asked, walking over and sitting down next to her. Ayla picked up the package and handed it to her. Diane looked at it. It was a home pregnancy test. "Ayla," Diane said again. Ayla giggled.
"Stop saying my name," she said. "Yes, it's a pregnancy test. Yes, I am pregnant. Yes, it is Gandalf's. No, I don't know what I'm gonna do." Diane smirked.
"I didn't even ask any of that," she said.
"You were going to."
"Point," Diane conceded. "So if you don't know what to do, then are you just gonna tell Gandalf?" she asked. Ayla shrugged.
"I'm gonna have to. But before I do, I'm gonna go down to the doctor's office and make sure. These things aren't always correct, you know. I wanna be completely sure before I say anything to Gandalf," Ayla said.
Diane nodded. "Sounds reasonable," she said.
"Good," Ayla said. "I have an apointment in half an hour, and you're coming with me."
"What?!" Diane asked, surprised. Ayla grinned. Diane sighed. "Yeesh, Ayla. Warn me next time," she said.
"Okay," Ayla agreed simply. "Anyways, we gotta go, if we wanna get there in time," she said.
So Diane and Ayla left for the doctor's office, telling Gandalf and Haldir that they wouldn't be gone long.
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An hour and a half later, Ayla and Diane got home. Ayla had had a few tests done at the doctor's office, and they were going to call her when the test results came back in.
Ayla had told the doctor which home test she'd taken and that the result was positive, and the doctor had told her that she was most likely pregnant, then.
Gandalf and Haldir were in the living room, pouring over a rather thick hardcover book. Ayla went to the kitchen cupboard to get a cup for herself, and Diane walked into the living room as Ayla poured herself a cup of tea.
"Whatcha readin'?" Diane asked, trying to see the book. Haldir held it up for her to see. Diane's eyes went wide.
"Uh, maybe you two shouldn't be reading that," Diane said, trying to grab the book.
"What book is that?" Ayla asked, walking into the living room. She saw the book and did a double take.
It was, in fact, her copy of the complete Lord of the Rings trilogy. Ayla quickly put her mug down on the coffee table and grabbed the book before either Haldir or Gandalf could do anything about it.
"Indeed, this book is not for you to read," she proclaimed, walkign towards her bedroom. She disspapeared through the door and emerged again a few minutes later, grinning.
"What'd you do with it?" Diane asked. Haldir and Gandalf were still looking rather confused.
"I hid it," Ayla giggled.
"For what reason must you keep the book from us?" Haldir asked, peering up at Diane.
"Well, it's about Middle Earth," Ayla said. "About your future." Gandalf raised an eyebrow. "I think," Ayla said. "Do you know someone named Bilbo?"
"Can't say that I do," Gandalf replied.
"So yes. That book is about your future in Middle Earth. So you can't read it. Because that would mess stuff up. I think." She shot Diane a look.
"Yup," Diane said. "It would definately mess stuff up."
"May I ask why you have a book concerning the future of Middle Earth?" Haldir asked.
"No," Diane replied simply. "Now, Ayla and I are going to start making supper. Enjoy yourselves in here. You know how to work the DVD player, just find somehting to watch."
Diane and Ayla walked into the kitchen and began to bustle about, preparing supper. About half an hour later, they heard a very familiar sound coming from the living room.
"I amar prestar aen. The world is changed.
Han mathon ne nen. I feel it in the waters.
Han mathon ne chae. I feel it in the earth.
A han noston ned 'wilith. I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it. "
Diane and Ayla groaned. Ayla walked into the living room, over to the TV, and turned it off.
"Not that movie," she said. "Definately not that movie." Haldir crossed his arms over his chest and Gandalf rolled his eyes. "You know what?" Ayla said. "You're gonna stay out of trouble by helping Diane and I with supper! Lucky you!" Gandalf laughed and Haldir just shook his head.
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That evening, during supper, Ayla stopped two forks from entering mouths by uttering one simple sentence. Simple though it was, it held a world of possibilities, fears, and hopes:
"There's a very good chance I'm pregnant."
Gandalf and Haldir stared at her. Gandalf dropped his fork; it hit his plate with a clank and clattered to the table, off it, bounced off his chair, and flew towards Haldir's foot, effectively stabbing him. Not hard enough to pierce the flesh, but enough to cause a flinch of pain.
Haldir shot Gandalf a glare, and then turned back to Ayla, placing his fork down. Gandalf stuttered.
"Are you serious?" Haldir asked. Ayla looked indignant.
"Course I'm serious," she pouted. "Why would I joke about something like that?"
Diane snorted.
"Okay, so maybe I *would* joke about somehting like that," Ayla conceded, "but not this time!"
Gandalf was still staring, and trying to form words, although no sound was eminating from his mouth.
"Gandalf, say something," Ayla snapped, poking him.
"Are you certain?" he stuttered out. Ayla sighed.
"Almost 100% sure," she said. "I'm waiting for complete confirmation form the doctor's office. That's where Diane and I went today."
"I think I need to think," Gandalf said, getting up and heading for his and Ayla's bedroom.
"Don't hurt yourself!" Ayla called after him, a tad bitterly. That was definately not the response she was expecting.
"Well, that went rather well," Diane said. Ayla gaped at her. Haldir went back to his meal.
"How can you say that? He looked like he just found out his nose fell off his face!" Ayla exclaimed.
"Well, at least he didn't cry out 'Oh God! What have I done?!'" Diane said logically. Ayla glared at her and stood up, putting her fork down rather hard.
"I'm going for a walk," she said stiffly. She grabbed her keys from their hook, grabbed a light jacket from the closet, and left the apartment, slamming the door behind her.
Haldir raised an eyebrow at Diane, who shrugged. "Looks like there's trouble in paradise," she quipped. Haldir chuckled.
"You're taking this rather lightly," he commented. Diane shrugged again.
"She'll get over it. She'll be pissed off for a bit, but if the walk doesn't cool her off, then she'll calm down in a day or two. I've dealt with it before, it's not big deal." She took another bite of food and then pushed her plate away. "Bedroom?" she suggested.
Haldir smiled and stood up. He walked around the table to her, scooped her out of his chair, and then carried her to their bedroom.
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Ayla quietly entered the apartment. She glanced at the clock and grimaced. It was two in the morning. She had wandered downtown and found a bar to wreak havoc in. After pouring her guts out to the (female) bartender, she had wandered back home, only to change her mind and then walk around the residential area for a bit, wearing off the alcohol she had consumed - or at least, some of it.
The kitchen light flicked on.
"AGH!" Ayla yelled in protest, shielding her eyes from the offending light.
"It is late."
"Turn off the liiiiiiight," Ayla moaned. "I'm mellllllting!"
"I'm sure."
Ayla uncovered her eyes to take a peek at the offending light-turn-onner. 'Stupid elf,' she thought.
"Why did *you* stay up for me?" she asked, stumbling to the table and plopping down in the chair.
"Both Diane and Gandalf were tired, and seeing as I am the only one here who doesn't need sleep every night, I volunteered to stay up an wait for you," Haldir explained.
"Indeed," Ayla mumbled, placing her head on the table. "I'm here now. You can go away and turn off the light. I'm gonna sleep."
"The couch may be more comfortable," Haldir suggested. Ayla stuck her tongue out at him and then proceeded to ignore him.
Haldir shrugged, stood up, turned off the light, and retreated to the bedroom. Ayla promptly fell asleep at the table.
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"Maybe if we poke her, she'll wake up."
"Just let her sleep. I do believe that she was intoxicated when she returned this morning. She will no doubt be incredibly irritable if we wake her up now."
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Ayla screamed, jumping from her sleep and falling off her chair. "My ears! My head!" she wailed, grabbing her head on both sides. She struggled to stand up and then stumbled to the living room to collapse on the couch.
"Your fault for getting drunk," Diane called picking up the phone. "Loonie Bin, Dr. N. Sane speaking, how may I pick your brain apart today?" she said to the phone. Haldir raised an eyebrow at her. "Katie!" she cried. "Long time no see! When did you return to Regular Earth? Seriously? Yeesh. Yeah. Okay. Yeah. I'll see you then! Bye."
Ayla buried her head in the couch pillows. 'Stupid cheery sounding people,' she thought. 'They're stupid.'
Diane walked up to Ayla and poked her. "You, sit up. Now." Ayla did so. When Diane started ordering people around, it was a good idea to do what she said.
"What?" Ayla groaned.
"One, if you get drunk again at any point of time in the next nine months, I will personally give you a concussion. You are not going to give my godchild FAS. Understand?"
Ayla nodded mutely, mentally slapping herself. 'Good grief,' she thought. 'What was I thinking?'
"And two, Katie is coming to visit. Turns out she got transported back to the same day she left." Diane shrugged. "Don't know what's up with that. She'll be here next week."
Diane walked back to the kitchen.
"What is FAS?" Haldir asked.
"Fetal Alcohol Syndrome," Diane said. "When a pregnant woman drinks alcohol, it can cause damage to the baby's brain. Ayla knows this, but she was temporarily insane last night, and IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN." Diane raised her voice for the last bit of the sentence, making sure Ayla heard.
"I heard you!" Ayla exclaimed. "Gods, I'm not about to mess up my child's brain functions. I was stupid last night, and it won't happen again. It wouldn't have happened if SOMEONE had been a little more SUPPORTIVE." Ayla directed her sentence at the closed door to hers and Gandalf's bedroom.
"Oh, just go talk to him!" Diane said.
"Not with this headache," Ayla grumbled in reply. Haldir just smirked bemusedly.
---
Ayla was curled up on the couch, sucking on a slice og grapefruit when Gandalf finally emerged from the bedroom. Haldir and Diane had gone out for a walk. Ayla made a great show of ignoring Gandalf, who sat down next to her on the couch.
"Mmm, this grapefruit is yummy," she said to herself. "Though I probably wouldn't be eating it if somebody hadn't upset me enough to make me get drunk and then have a killer hangover. While carrying their CHILD."
"You are not certain," Gandalf said softly.
Ayla turned to him, grapefruit still in her mouth. She snatched it out. "Excuse me?" she said. "I think I can tell if I'm pregnant or not, thank you very MUCH," she snapped. "And this is YOU'RE child, you better take some responsibility for it."
"I am, of course, going to take responsibility for this child, Ayla," Gandalf said. "What you said surprised me. I needed some time to think."
Ayla scowled. "I'm sure."
They sat in reletive silence after that; the only sound was Ayla sucking on her grapefruit.
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and another chap down. go me! this one is actually kind of long. Four pages on word pad. helluva lot longer than my chapters used to be, lol.
yeah, so this chapter wasn't exactly all that amusing, but I figured I'd throw *some* substance into the story. Hey, I even talked about FAS, lol. go me. so yeah. im working on the Bubbles thing, just be patient. I'm busy poking Crimson Starlight - she seems to think the name I've chosen for Ayla and Gandal's baby is ridiculous.
[indignant]
lol.
'til next time!
-SplendiferGoddess
Part Two: Back in Regular Earth
yay! next chap! and for those of you wondering, im trying to figure out a way to get bubbles back into the story...
WARNING: Chapter has some very unamusing parts. Stupid Gandalf and his guyness.
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Chapter Eight: Trouble in Paradise
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Diane, Haldir, and Gandalf walked into the seemingly empty apartment at around four in the afternoon.
"Ayla?" Diane called placing her keys on the kitchen table and dropping her purse to the floor under the table.
"In my bedroom! I need to talk to you!" Ayla's voice called. Diane shrugged and walked to the bedroom, leaving Gandalf and Haldir in the living room.
She closed the door when she wlaked into the bedroom and turned to look at Ayla, who was sitting on her bed. There was a small package next to her.
"Ayla?" Diane asked, walking over and sitting down next to her. Ayla picked up the package and handed it to her. Diane looked at it. It was a home pregnancy test. "Ayla," Diane said again. Ayla giggled.
"Stop saying my name," she said. "Yes, it's a pregnancy test. Yes, I am pregnant. Yes, it is Gandalf's. No, I don't know what I'm gonna do." Diane smirked.
"I didn't even ask any of that," she said.
"You were going to."
"Point," Diane conceded. "So if you don't know what to do, then are you just gonna tell Gandalf?" she asked. Ayla shrugged.
"I'm gonna have to. But before I do, I'm gonna go down to the doctor's office and make sure. These things aren't always correct, you know. I wanna be completely sure before I say anything to Gandalf," Ayla said.
Diane nodded. "Sounds reasonable," she said.
"Good," Ayla said. "I have an apointment in half an hour, and you're coming with me."
"What?!" Diane asked, surprised. Ayla grinned. Diane sighed. "Yeesh, Ayla. Warn me next time," she said.
"Okay," Ayla agreed simply. "Anyways, we gotta go, if we wanna get there in time," she said.
So Diane and Ayla left for the doctor's office, telling Gandalf and Haldir that they wouldn't be gone long.
----
An hour and a half later, Ayla and Diane got home. Ayla had had a few tests done at the doctor's office, and they were going to call her when the test results came back in.
Ayla had told the doctor which home test she'd taken and that the result was positive, and the doctor had told her that she was most likely pregnant, then.
Gandalf and Haldir were in the living room, pouring over a rather thick hardcover book. Ayla went to the kitchen cupboard to get a cup for herself, and Diane walked into the living room as Ayla poured herself a cup of tea.
"Whatcha readin'?" Diane asked, trying to see the book. Haldir held it up for her to see. Diane's eyes went wide.
"Uh, maybe you two shouldn't be reading that," Diane said, trying to grab the book.
"What book is that?" Ayla asked, walking into the living room. She saw the book and did a double take.
It was, in fact, her copy of the complete Lord of the Rings trilogy. Ayla quickly put her mug down on the coffee table and grabbed the book before either Haldir or Gandalf could do anything about it.
"Indeed, this book is not for you to read," she proclaimed, walkign towards her bedroom. She disspapeared through the door and emerged again a few minutes later, grinning.
"What'd you do with it?" Diane asked. Haldir and Gandalf were still looking rather confused.
"I hid it," Ayla giggled.
"For what reason must you keep the book from us?" Haldir asked, peering up at Diane.
"Well, it's about Middle Earth," Ayla said. "About your future." Gandalf raised an eyebrow. "I think," Ayla said. "Do you know someone named Bilbo?"
"Can't say that I do," Gandalf replied.
"So yes. That book is about your future in Middle Earth. So you can't read it. Because that would mess stuff up. I think." She shot Diane a look.
"Yup," Diane said. "It would definately mess stuff up."
"May I ask why you have a book concerning the future of Middle Earth?" Haldir asked.
"No," Diane replied simply. "Now, Ayla and I are going to start making supper. Enjoy yourselves in here. You know how to work the DVD player, just find somehting to watch."
Diane and Ayla walked into the kitchen and began to bustle about, preparing supper. About half an hour later, they heard a very familiar sound coming from the living room.
"I amar prestar aen. The world is changed.
Han mathon ne nen. I feel it in the waters.
Han mathon ne chae. I feel it in the earth.
A han noston ned 'wilith. I smell it in the air.
Much that once was is lost. For none now live who remember it. "
Diane and Ayla groaned. Ayla walked into the living room, over to the TV, and turned it off.
"Not that movie," she said. "Definately not that movie." Haldir crossed his arms over his chest and Gandalf rolled his eyes. "You know what?" Ayla said. "You're gonna stay out of trouble by helping Diane and I with supper! Lucky you!" Gandalf laughed and Haldir just shook his head.
---
That evening, during supper, Ayla stopped two forks from entering mouths by uttering one simple sentence. Simple though it was, it held a world of possibilities, fears, and hopes:
"There's a very good chance I'm pregnant."
Gandalf and Haldir stared at her. Gandalf dropped his fork; it hit his plate with a clank and clattered to the table, off it, bounced off his chair, and flew towards Haldir's foot, effectively stabbing him. Not hard enough to pierce the flesh, but enough to cause a flinch of pain.
Haldir shot Gandalf a glare, and then turned back to Ayla, placing his fork down. Gandalf stuttered.
"Are you serious?" Haldir asked. Ayla looked indignant.
"Course I'm serious," she pouted. "Why would I joke about something like that?"
Diane snorted.
"Okay, so maybe I *would* joke about somehting like that," Ayla conceded, "but not this time!"
Gandalf was still staring, and trying to form words, although no sound was eminating from his mouth.
"Gandalf, say something," Ayla snapped, poking him.
"Are you certain?" he stuttered out. Ayla sighed.
"Almost 100% sure," she said. "I'm waiting for complete confirmation form the doctor's office. That's where Diane and I went today."
"I think I need to think," Gandalf said, getting up and heading for his and Ayla's bedroom.
"Don't hurt yourself!" Ayla called after him, a tad bitterly. That was definately not the response she was expecting.
"Well, that went rather well," Diane said. Ayla gaped at her. Haldir went back to his meal.
"How can you say that? He looked like he just found out his nose fell off his face!" Ayla exclaimed.
"Well, at least he didn't cry out 'Oh God! What have I done?!'" Diane said logically. Ayla glared at her and stood up, putting her fork down rather hard.
"I'm going for a walk," she said stiffly. She grabbed her keys from their hook, grabbed a light jacket from the closet, and left the apartment, slamming the door behind her.
Haldir raised an eyebrow at Diane, who shrugged. "Looks like there's trouble in paradise," she quipped. Haldir chuckled.
"You're taking this rather lightly," he commented. Diane shrugged again.
"She'll get over it. She'll be pissed off for a bit, but if the walk doesn't cool her off, then she'll calm down in a day or two. I've dealt with it before, it's not big deal." She took another bite of food and then pushed her plate away. "Bedroom?" she suggested.
Haldir smiled and stood up. He walked around the table to her, scooped her out of his chair, and then carried her to their bedroom.
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Ayla quietly entered the apartment. She glanced at the clock and grimaced. It was two in the morning. She had wandered downtown and found a bar to wreak havoc in. After pouring her guts out to the (female) bartender, she had wandered back home, only to change her mind and then walk around the residential area for a bit, wearing off the alcohol she had consumed - or at least, some of it.
The kitchen light flicked on.
"AGH!" Ayla yelled in protest, shielding her eyes from the offending light.
"It is late."
"Turn off the liiiiiiight," Ayla moaned. "I'm mellllllting!"
"I'm sure."
Ayla uncovered her eyes to take a peek at the offending light-turn-onner. 'Stupid elf,' she thought.
"Why did *you* stay up for me?" she asked, stumbling to the table and plopping down in the chair.
"Both Diane and Gandalf were tired, and seeing as I am the only one here who doesn't need sleep every night, I volunteered to stay up an wait for you," Haldir explained.
"Indeed," Ayla mumbled, placing her head on the table. "I'm here now. You can go away and turn off the light. I'm gonna sleep."
"The couch may be more comfortable," Haldir suggested. Ayla stuck her tongue out at him and then proceeded to ignore him.
Haldir shrugged, stood up, turned off the light, and retreated to the bedroom. Ayla promptly fell asleep at the table.
---
"Maybe if we poke her, she'll wake up."
"Just let her sleep. I do believe that she was intoxicated when she returned this morning. She will no doubt be incredibly irritable if we wake her up now."
RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING!
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" Ayla screamed, jumping from her sleep and falling off her chair. "My ears! My head!" she wailed, grabbing her head on both sides. She struggled to stand up and then stumbled to the living room to collapse on the couch.
"Your fault for getting drunk," Diane called picking up the phone. "Loonie Bin, Dr. N. Sane speaking, how may I pick your brain apart today?" she said to the phone. Haldir raised an eyebrow at her. "Katie!" she cried. "Long time no see! When did you return to Regular Earth? Seriously? Yeesh. Yeah. Okay. Yeah. I'll see you then! Bye."
Ayla buried her head in the couch pillows. 'Stupid cheery sounding people,' she thought. 'They're stupid.'
Diane walked up to Ayla and poked her. "You, sit up. Now." Ayla did so. When Diane started ordering people around, it was a good idea to do what she said.
"What?" Ayla groaned.
"One, if you get drunk again at any point of time in the next nine months, I will personally give you a concussion. You are not going to give my godchild FAS. Understand?"
Ayla nodded mutely, mentally slapping herself. 'Good grief,' she thought. 'What was I thinking?'
"And two, Katie is coming to visit. Turns out she got transported back to the same day she left." Diane shrugged. "Don't know what's up with that. She'll be here next week."
Diane walked back to the kitchen.
"What is FAS?" Haldir asked.
"Fetal Alcohol Syndrome," Diane said. "When a pregnant woman drinks alcohol, it can cause damage to the baby's brain. Ayla knows this, but she was temporarily insane last night, and IT WILL NEVER HAPPEN AGAIN." Diane raised her voice for the last bit of the sentence, making sure Ayla heard.
"I heard you!" Ayla exclaimed. "Gods, I'm not about to mess up my child's brain functions. I was stupid last night, and it won't happen again. It wouldn't have happened if SOMEONE had been a little more SUPPORTIVE." Ayla directed her sentence at the closed door to hers and Gandalf's bedroom.
"Oh, just go talk to him!" Diane said.
"Not with this headache," Ayla grumbled in reply. Haldir just smirked bemusedly.
---
Ayla was curled up on the couch, sucking on a slice og grapefruit when Gandalf finally emerged from the bedroom. Haldir and Diane had gone out for a walk. Ayla made a great show of ignoring Gandalf, who sat down next to her on the couch.
"Mmm, this grapefruit is yummy," she said to herself. "Though I probably wouldn't be eating it if somebody hadn't upset me enough to make me get drunk and then have a killer hangover. While carrying their CHILD."
"You are not certain," Gandalf said softly.
Ayla turned to him, grapefruit still in her mouth. She snatched it out. "Excuse me?" she said. "I think I can tell if I'm pregnant or not, thank you very MUCH," she snapped. "And this is YOU'RE child, you better take some responsibility for it."
"I am, of course, going to take responsibility for this child, Ayla," Gandalf said. "What you said surprised me. I needed some time to think."
Ayla scowled. "I'm sure."
They sat in reletive silence after that; the only sound was Ayla sucking on her grapefruit.
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and another chap down. go me! this one is actually kind of long. Four pages on word pad. helluva lot longer than my chapters used to be, lol.
yeah, so this chapter wasn't exactly all that amusing, but I figured I'd throw *some* substance into the story. Hey, I even talked about FAS, lol. go me. so yeah. im working on the Bubbles thing, just be patient. I'm busy poking Crimson Starlight - she seems to think the name I've chosen for Ayla and Gandal's baby is ridiculous.
[indignant]
lol.
'til next time!
-SplendiferGoddess