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Last time on Memories of Krillin and #18…"I can't sleep." Krillin said.
"Well, you better because when we had Marron it was hard enough sleeping normally now with twins your going to become sick then you'll be no use to me." #18 smirked.
Krillin nodded.
"Yes ma'am!" He said saluting his wife.
He kissed her and went to sleep on the couch.
Now!…#18 went back to cooking in the kitchen. She sighed.
'Twins.' She thought.
She started humming a little tune to herself. Marron walked into the room and smiled at her mother.
"Are you feeling alright?" Marron asked with a small laugh.
#18 turned her head around to glance at her daughter.
"I'm great. You?" #18 asked while cutting some tomatoes for her sandwich.
"Good." Marron said still smiling.
"What's up?" #18 asked again glancing sideways at her daughter.
"Nothing in particular but you're due any day now!" Marron said excitedly.
#18 frowned.
"Then you won't want to be here and I'll loose my baby." #18 said somewhat sadly.
"No you won't mom, you'll gain two more." Marron smiled hugging her mother.
#18 smiled with tears in her eyes.
Marron frowned.
"Mom, please don't cry." Marron begged.
"I can't help it…it's this pregnancy." #18 said turning back to the vegetables.
Marron nodded smiling again.
"Don't worry." Marron said.
#18 nodded.
"You're right. I am gonna miss these two though." #18 said rubbing her tummy.
Marron laughed.
#18 finally finished her sandwich and sat down at the table continuing her conversation. Marron continued to talk as #18 ate. #18 suddenly set down her sandwhich and stayed still.
"So you can see…mom?" Marron asked confusedly.
#18 swallowed then put her hands on her belly. She looked up at her daughter.
"Get your father, it's time." #18 said breathing heavily.
Marron jumped up and ran to the couch.
"DAD!" Marron screamed into her father's ear.
Krillin shot up and landed on his feet.
"What is it? Is it time? Where's your mother? Are the babies here?" Krillin asked all at once.
"It's time." Marron said excitedly.
"You grab the overnight bag and I'll help your mother." Krillin said running off to the kitchen.
He ran in and saw his wife sitting at the table holding her stomach.
Krillin rushed over and helped her up.
"C'mon Marron! We gotta go!" Krillin yelled running out and helping #18 into the car.
Marron came running out with the bags.
"I'm coming, I'm coming!" She said getting into the car.
On the way Marron was coaching her mother on breathing. Krillin was driving as fast as he could without going too far above the speed limit. Once in awhile he'd look at his wife to see her face in a shape of pain. #18 would let out a painful yell every once in awhile and then she'd continue to breath easier.
What seemed like hours until the hospital was a few moments. Krillin stopped the car and continued to help his daughter help his wife out of the car. A nurse came out with a wheelchair to help.
"I'll need you to sign these forms." She said handing Krillin some papers.
"Dad, I'll handle those and call everyone you go with mom." Marron said taking the clipboard.
Krillin smiled appreciatedly at his daughter. She nodded and he ran off after his wife.
Marron got on the phone before filling out the papers and called Bulma first. Luckily Bulma answered and Marron told her about her mother.
"Ok, I'll be right over to the hospital as soon as possible. I'm sure you want to call Chi-Chi's so I'll leave that to you." Bulma answered.
"Thanks Bulma. See you soon." Marron said.
Once Marron hung up she immediately called Chi-Chi.
"Hello?" Goten asked.
"Goten! Come to the hospital, my mom's having the babies!" Marron said excitedly.
"O.k, I'll tell my mom and Gohan and we'll be right there." Goten answered hanging up.
How will the birth go? Will there be any problems? Find out next time on Memo's of Krillin and #18. R&R please! Thanks!
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