StarPryde was standing on the balcony of the lighthouse, looking up
at the pale moon in the star filled sky. Sighing, she hugged herself,
tilting her head to one side.
She smiled and leaned back when she felt SkyElf's arms wrap around her middle gently in a hug.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, pressing his lips against the side of her neck lightly. StarPryde laughed softly as his lips tickled her.
"I'm actually thinking of what to name our child." She said.
"Don't do it." SkyElf said seriously. "Unless you are thinking of our child's true name, don't suddenly pick one out."
"Another Romani tradition?" StarPryde asked, cocking an eyebrow. When SkyElf nodded, she laughed softly, shaking her head.
"Isn't it also a tradition to keep the pregnant woman isolated from everyone else because her pregnancy makes her [i]marime?[/i]" she asked.
"Yes, but I don't hold with every tradition that my people have." SkyElf said with a lazy flick of his tail. "I remember one time my friend Jutta was left alone in her tent, and I could hear her sobbing from the loneliness. All she had for company was the birthing nurse."
"Sometimes your people can be cruel with their traditions." StarPryde said, frowning at him a bit. "Imagine leaving a pregnant woman alone like that!"
"Have I left you to the same fate?" SkyElf asked, raising his eyebrows gently. "And besides, I went to visit her when everyone wasn't looking. I think I'm completely [i]marime[/i] from that!" he added with a laugh.
"Will you be there when the baby is born?" she asked. When SkyElf shook his head slowly, she pulled out of his hug and she frowned at him, her hands on her hips.
"Why not? Another tradition?" she asked. When SkyElf nodded again, she growled softly. "You know, you're really starting to annoy me with these traditions of yours!" she said. "I don't make you do everything Jews do! You still have your foreskin and everything!"
"I'm sorry." SkyElf said, shrugging helplessly. "But even if I did go, what use would I be at the birth? I would just be standing there helplessly watching another life come out of you!" Giving up, StarPryde sighed and rested against SkyElf again, wrapping her arms around his middle.
"Sometimes you give me such grief!" she laughed helplessly. Smiling, SkyElf swayed as he hugged her, kissing her star.
"But you know that's what you love the most about me." He pointed out. ***
SkyElf sat in a room by himself, smoking cigarette after cigarette helplessly.
StarPryde had gone into labor about six hors ago, and Moira had been coming in every hour to tell him how she was doing.
She had stopped coming about half an hour ago.
SkyElf was out of cigarettes. Swearing softly in German, Kurt got to his feet and he started to walk around the room, his tail jerking and swishing around to show his agitation.
Finally, SkyElf threw himself onto a couch and he covered his eyes with an arm, groaning to himself in German that he hoped she was all right. ***
Nightcrawler came in an hour later, finding SkyElf hanging upside down on the ceiling by his tail, his hair undone and wild from him pulling on it. Chuckling, Nightcrawler shook his head and he sat down on the chair.
"It is finished." He said as SkyElf leapt down.
"How is she?" SkyElf asked, unable to calm his tail as it jerked from side to side rapidly. Nightcrawler smiled, tilting his head to one side.
"StarPryde is fine." He said. "As are the children. Both of them are fine."
"Oh that's..."
SkyElf thought about what Nightcrawler had just said.
"The children?" he repeated. "Both of them? But..." Nightcrawler couldn't help but laugh at the flustered look on SkyElf's face.
"Moira found a second one just before StarPryde started to give birth." He explained. "You have a son and a daughter." SkyElf sat with a thud in a chair, shaking his head slowly.
"Gott im Himmel." He whispered. "Twins?" Nightcrawler nodded, still smiling at him.
"Both of them are beautiful." He said. "When are you going to perform the claiming ritual?" he asked.
"I'd do it right now if I could." SkyElf said. "But I think it would be better to wait a bit. I don't think Moira would agree to placing babies a few hours old on the floor do you?"
"No, but I have a feeling you will end up ripping out all of your hair waiting to finally see them." Nightcrawler said with a laugh. "Try to calm down, mein freund." ***
Two weeks later, SkyElf and StarPryde performed the claiming ritual on their children Kurt and Johanna Wagner.
Moira had gone absolutely bonkers when it was even hinted that the children would be put on the BARE floor. SkyElf was afraid that he would never see his children as the Scot raged and threatened to bash his skull in if he even thought of having them left on the floor like that.
She was soothed when they said they would put the children on a cushion to be on the safe side.
They decided to do it in the lounge, where the atmosphere was quiet and calming. SkyElf stood waiting by the cushion, holding two pieces of red yarn as his tail swayed side to side lazily.
When StarPryde came in, she was holding too bundles in her arms. Smiling up at SkyElf, she gently placed the two on the cushion, making sure not to jostle them too much. With that, she stepped back and looked up at him.
Slowly, SkyElf crouched down and he took hold of both bundles, cradling them in his arms. With his tail, he lightly brushed away some of the covers to see their faces and his heart melted almost immediately at the sight of them.
His son was the same color as his father, but his facial features were those of his mother with his yellow eyes looking like a "normal" person's, except for the tiny tail that curled out from under the covers. His daughter on the other hand had the same skin tone as her mother, but her facial features were those of her father, including her hands and feet.
With his tail, SkyElf carefully tied the pieces of red yarn lightly around each of his children's necks, showing that he claimed them as his.
"They're beautiful." He whispered as StarPryde rested her head on his shoulder lightly, looking down at her babies.
"They take after their mother." He said, turning to her with a smile. Smiling, StarPryde pressed her brow against SkyElf's and he returned it, closing his eyes in happiness.
She smiled and leaned back when she felt SkyElf's arms wrap around her middle gently in a hug.
"What are you thinking about?" he asked, pressing his lips against the side of her neck lightly. StarPryde laughed softly as his lips tickled her.
"I'm actually thinking of what to name our child." She said.
"Don't do it." SkyElf said seriously. "Unless you are thinking of our child's true name, don't suddenly pick one out."
"Another Romani tradition?" StarPryde asked, cocking an eyebrow. When SkyElf nodded, she laughed softly, shaking her head.
"Isn't it also a tradition to keep the pregnant woman isolated from everyone else because her pregnancy makes her [i]marime?[/i]" she asked.
"Yes, but I don't hold with every tradition that my people have." SkyElf said with a lazy flick of his tail. "I remember one time my friend Jutta was left alone in her tent, and I could hear her sobbing from the loneliness. All she had for company was the birthing nurse."
"Sometimes your people can be cruel with their traditions." StarPryde said, frowning at him a bit. "Imagine leaving a pregnant woman alone like that!"
"Have I left you to the same fate?" SkyElf asked, raising his eyebrows gently. "And besides, I went to visit her when everyone wasn't looking. I think I'm completely [i]marime[/i] from that!" he added with a laugh.
"Will you be there when the baby is born?" she asked. When SkyElf shook his head slowly, she pulled out of his hug and she frowned at him, her hands on her hips.
"Why not? Another tradition?" she asked. When SkyElf nodded again, she growled softly. "You know, you're really starting to annoy me with these traditions of yours!" she said. "I don't make you do everything Jews do! You still have your foreskin and everything!"
"I'm sorry." SkyElf said, shrugging helplessly. "But even if I did go, what use would I be at the birth? I would just be standing there helplessly watching another life come out of you!" Giving up, StarPryde sighed and rested against SkyElf again, wrapping her arms around his middle.
"Sometimes you give me such grief!" she laughed helplessly. Smiling, SkyElf swayed as he hugged her, kissing her star.
"But you know that's what you love the most about me." He pointed out. ***
SkyElf sat in a room by himself, smoking cigarette after cigarette helplessly.
StarPryde had gone into labor about six hors ago, and Moira had been coming in every hour to tell him how she was doing.
She had stopped coming about half an hour ago.
SkyElf was out of cigarettes. Swearing softly in German, Kurt got to his feet and he started to walk around the room, his tail jerking and swishing around to show his agitation.
Finally, SkyElf threw himself onto a couch and he covered his eyes with an arm, groaning to himself in German that he hoped she was all right. ***
Nightcrawler came in an hour later, finding SkyElf hanging upside down on the ceiling by his tail, his hair undone and wild from him pulling on it. Chuckling, Nightcrawler shook his head and he sat down on the chair.
"It is finished." He said as SkyElf leapt down.
"How is she?" SkyElf asked, unable to calm his tail as it jerked from side to side rapidly. Nightcrawler smiled, tilting his head to one side.
"StarPryde is fine." He said. "As are the children. Both of them are fine."
"Oh that's..."
SkyElf thought about what Nightcrawler had just said.
"The children?" he repeated. "Both of them? But..." Nightcrawler couldn't help but laugh at the flustered look on SkyElf's face.
"Moira found a second one just before StarPryde started to give birth." He explained. "You have a son and a daughter." SkyElf sat with a thud in a chair, shaking his head slowly.
"Gott im Himmel." He whispered. "Twins?" Nightcrawler nodded, still smiling at him.
"Both of them are beautiful." He said. "When are you going to perform the claiming ritual?" he asked.
"I'd do it right now if I could." SkyElf said. "But I think it would be better to wait a bit. I don't think Moira would agree to placing babies a few hours old on the floor do you?"
"No, but I have a feeling you will end up ripping out all of your hair waiting to finally see them." Nightcrawler said with a laugh. "Try to calm down, mein freund." ***
Two weeks later, SkyElf and StarPryde performed the claiming ritual on their children Kurt and Johanna Wagner.
Moira had gone absolutely bonkers when it was even hinted that the children would be put on the BARE floor. SkyElf was afraid that he would never see his children as the Scot raged and threatened to bash his skull in if he even thought of having them left on the floor like that.
She was soothed when they said they would put the children on a cushion to be on the safe side.
They decided to do it in the lounge, where the atmosphere was quiet and calming. SkyElf stood waiting by the cushion, holding two pieces of red yarn as his tail swayed side to side lazily.
When StarPryde came in, she was holding too bundles in her arms. Smiling up at SkyElf, she gently placed the two on the cushion, making sure not to jostle them too much. With that, she stepped back and looked up at him.
Slowly, SkyElf crouched down and he took hold of both bundles, cradling them in his arms. With his tail, he lightly brushed away some of the covers to see their faces and his heart melted almost immediately at the sight of them.
His son was the same color as his father, but his facial features were those of his mother with his yellow eyes looking like a "normal" person's, except for the tiny tail that curled out from under the covers. His daughter on the other hand had the same skin tone as her mother, but her facial features were those of her father, including her hands and feet.
With his tail, SkyElf carefully tied the pieces of red yarn lightly around each of his children's necks, showing that he claimed them as his.
"They're beautiful." He whispered as StarPryde rested her head on his shoulder lightly, looking down at her babies.
"They take after their mother." He said, turning to her with a smile. Smiling, StarPryde pressed her brow against SkyElf's and he returned it, closing his eyes in happiness.