(Finally, second to last chapter here people. It's almost over, pah-raise
the lawdy lawd. As much as it contradicts myself to say this, please keep
reading until the end- I know I liked the ending. Yarharhar.)
Short Narrative
Of course, babies were by no means cheap creatures to provide upkeep for. Certainly not, the little bastards (Literally, in this case) required all sorts of things. Food, water, shiny pieces of plastic too big to swallow but small enough to be amusing, attention, cribs, all sorts of things along those lines. And both Snake and Meryl knew it. Finances however, weren't entirely too much of a problem. As it turned out, Snake had quite some life insurance on him right before he "died" on Shadow Moses, as did Meryl- all thanks to the Colonel's quick thinking, as he knew Snake could survive most anything before the fated mission ever truly began. Meryl however, was a different story. Either way, the two were quite set for a good while as they lived modestly in a small apartment.
This however, established another problem. There was no room for the child. It was decided that, until they could get around to moving elsewhere or something along those lines, the kid could hang around in their room. An annoyance without a doubt, and it would kill off half of their more intimate activities, but nonetheless they were in a pinch and it seemed the only solution. A nice place for the crib was already set up.
And so, the months passed faster than most would think. Through the wonders of modern science they found that the child was to be a girl, which for some reason, made Snake quite relieved. He admitted to honestly looking forward to breaking every finger than any guy she would date in her teenage years that was laid upon her. Snake would make quite a vicious sort of overprotective parent indeed.
Another problem was naming, but both decided that names were rather unimportant things when it all boiled down to it, and somewhat mutually agreed to procrastinate. Somehow, during a phone conversation with Snake in which he was being updated, Otacon managed to come up with the nickname "Fox" for the child. Snake thought it stupid at first, but somehow managed to adopt it, and Meryl soon followed. How the title sprang up in the first place is a mystery, but it did nonetheless.
It was slightly after the nine month mark when it happened . . .
(Of course I'm not going to just leave it at that. Next and final -and probably longest- chapter soon, biatches/readers.)
Short Narrative
Of course, babies were by no means cheap creatures to provide upkeep for. Certainly not, the little bastards (Literally, in this case) required all sorts of things. Food, water, shiny pieces of plastic too big to swallow but small enough to be amusing, attention, cribs, all sorts of things along those lines. And both Snake and Meryl knew it. Finances however, weren't entirely too much of a problem. As it turned out, Snake had quite some life insurance on him right before he "died" on Shadow Moses, as did Meryl- all thanks to the Colonel's quick thinking, as he knew Snake could survive most anything before the fated mission ever truly began. Meryl however, was a different story. Either way, the two were quite set for a good while as they lived modestly in a small apartment.
This however, established another problem. There was no room for the child. It was decided that, until they could get around to moving elsewhere or something along those lines, the kid could hang around in their room. An annoyance without a doubt, and it would kill off half of their more intimate activities, but nonetheless they were in a pinch and it seemed the only solution. A nice place for the crib was already set up.
And so, the months passed faster than most would think. Through the wonders of modern science they found that the child was to be a girl, which for some reason, made Snake quite relieved. He admitted to honestly looking forward to breaking every finger than any guy she would date in her teenage years that was laid upon her. Snake would make quite a vicious sort of overprotective parent indeed.
Another problem was naming, but both decided that names were rather unimportant things when it all boiled down to it, and somewhat mutually agreed to procrastinate. Somehow, during a phone conversation with Snake in which he was being updated, Otacon managed to come up with the nickname "Fox" for the child. Snake thought it stupid at first, but somehow managed to adopt it, and Meryl soon followed. How the title sprang up in the first place is a mystery, but it did nonetheless.
It was slightly after the nine month mark when it happened . . .
(Of course I'm not going to just leave it at that. Next and final -and probably longest- chapter soon, biatches/readers.)