Authors Note/Disclaimer: I don't own WAs 3, it belongs to Media Vision/Sony.
Sixth chapter, a major talkie one. Whoo hoo! Three more chapters until you get to find out what the new baby'll be. Hee hee hee.
Mon th Six: Where The Babies Come From
"You still haven't answered my question, daddy!"
This had to be the millionth time Kaitlyn had brought up the subject of where babies come from in the last few weeks. Clive couldn't answer her since he had no idea what to tell her without being too specific. The others always told her to go ask her father. Clive was sure they just liked to watch him squirm.
"Why don't you go ask Gallows?" Clive replied before pausing. 'Now, why would I have said that?' he thought. 'I know what Gallows is like'
But Kaitlyn was already off to find the big Baskar. Clive was about to follow her when Catherine walked in.
"Clive, do I look fat?" Catherine stood in profile, showing off her growing stomach.
"Of course not, honey. Why would you think that?" he replied.
"You're just saying that so you won't hurt my feelings."
Clive sweatdropped. "Of course I'm not, Catherine. You are very beautiful." "I look like a cow!" Catherine fell into Clive's arms, sobbing. He sweatdropped again. Catherine had gotten like this the last time, and Clive wasn't really looking forward to having to deal with it again.
"You have gained weight, but that is due to the baby," he said, hopping this would cheer her up. "You still look beautiful."
Instantly, Catherine's tears dried up and she pulled back, livid. "What, are you saying I look good as a cow?"
"What? No, I am not saying any such thing Catherine. Really, you look fine. Besides, it does not matter to me how you look on the outside, although you are really pretty, it is what is on the inside that counts."
Catherine smiled and hugged him. "Thank you, Clive."
Clive accepted her hug, rolling his eyes so she couldn't see him. The mood swings had begun.
X X X
Out in the living room, Kaitlyn had found Gallows and was now pestering him relentlessly about where babies come from.
"Look," he said, "your parents would kill me if I told you that. Why don't you go pester them about it?"
"But they won't tell me either," replied Kaitlyn. "Please, Uncle Gallows?"
Gallows chuckled. "Heh. Okay, squirt. You see, when two people love each other very much, they want to have children. Don't ask me why, it would just cramp my style.
"But anyway, see, if they want kids, first they have to go to the baby agency and sign up. Once they've been approved, they are given a baby. If they do a good job raising it, they can request more."
Kaitlyn looked amazed. "I came from an agency?"
Gallows laughed. "No. I just made that up."
"So where do they really come from?"
"Sorry, Kaitlyn, you'll have to ask someone else." He ruffled her hair. "Now why don't you go bother your father?
Kaitlyn nodded, ducked away from his hand and went to look for someone else. She found Virginia outside reading, and went over to sit next to her.
"Whatcha reading?" the little girl asked.
Virginia looked up from the pages of the book. "Oh, just the fourth volume of Disaster Girl of the Wasteland. Have you read it before?" Kaitlyn nodded. "Aunt Virginia?"
"Yes?"
"Where do babies come from?"
The older woman didn't even blink. "Now, I've told you before, you should ask your parents about that."
"But they won't tell me!"
"Well...if you promise not to tell anyone I told you, I suppose I could let you in on the secret." She placed a bookmark between the pages of her book.
"I won't tell!"
Virginia had to laugh at the little girl's eagerness to hear. "There's this factory on an island that you can't find on any map..."
"But if you can't find it," interrupted Kaitlyn, "how do you know it's there?"
"It's a secret. At this factory, they make easy to assemble baby kits. These kits are delivered by a stork to married couples as a wedding gift. Once the couple receives it, they can put together their very own baby."
"So I was put together from a kit?"
Virginia shook her head, smiling. "No. I lied."
"Lying is bad, Aunt Virginia."
"I know. But if you want to know where babies come from, ask your mom or dad."
Kaitlyn hmphed. "I'll go ask Uncle Jet." With that, she ran off. Virginia flipped her book back open and continued to read.
X X X
Jet was harder to find. He was at the outskirts of town, talking with Lombardia. The two quieted down as she approached and walked over to Jet.
"What do you want, kid?" he asked.
"Do you know where babies come from?"
Jet said nothing for a few moments. "I don't know about you kid, but I came from a test tube."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Now go away."
Kaitlyn turned to Lombardia. "Do YOU know where babies come from?"
The speech the dragon went into was long and complicated and ended with something Kaitlyn couldn't quiet remember about steel eggs. The little girl blinked.
"I meant human babies."
"Oh, well. In that case," responded Lombardia, "no, sorry."
"Ah well. Bye!" And with that, Kaitlyn went skipping back home. Entering the front door, she saw her parents talking with Gallows in the living room. She ran over to her mother and tugged at the hem of her shirt. Catherine glanced down at her daughter.
"Yes, honey?"
"Mommy, no one will tell me where babies come from. Why not?"
Catherine smiled, closing her eyes. "Clive, Gallows, if you'll excuse us..." She took Kaitlyn by the hand and led her away into another room. Gallows looked at Clive.
"Is she going to tell her?" asked the big Baskar. Clive shrugged.
"I suppose. She has probably grown sick of Kaitlyn perpetually asking that question," he replied.
Catherine and Kaitlyn returned a few moments later, Kaitlyn strangely quiet. She gave the two men funny looks and left the room.
"What did you tell her?" asked Clive.
"Enough," she replied.
Clive wasn't sure he wanted to know.
Sixth chapter, a major talkie one. Whoo hoo! Three more chapters until you get to find out what the new baby'll be. Hee hee hee.
Mon th Six: Where The Babies Come From
"You still haven't answered my question, daddy!"
This had to be the millionth time Kaitlyn had brought up the subject of where babies come from in the last few weeks. Clive couldn't answer her since he had no idea what to tell her without being too specific. The others always told her to go ask her father. Clive was sure they just liked to watch him squirm.
"Why don't you go ask Gallows?" Clive replied before pausing. 'Now, why would I have said that?' he thought. 'I know what Gallows is like'
But Kaitlyn was already off to find the big Baskar. Clive was about to follow her when Catherine walked in.
"Clive, do I look fat?" Catherine stood in profile, showing off her growing stomach.
"Of course not, honey. Why would you think that?" he replied.
"You're just saying that so you won't hurt my feelings."
Clive sweatdropped. "Of course I'm not, Catherine. You are very beautiful." "I look like a cow!" Catherine fell into Clive's arms, sobbing. He sweatdropped again. Catherine had gotten like this the last time, and Clive wasn't really looking forward to having to deal with it again.
"You have gained weight, but that is due to the baby," he said, hopping this would cheer her up. "You still look beautiful."
Instantly, Catherine's tears dried up and she pulled back, livid. "What, are you saying I look good as a cow?"
"What? No, I am not saying any such thing Catherine. Really, you look fine. Besides, it does not matter to me how you look on the outside, although you are really pretty, it is what is on the inside that counts."
Catherine smiled and hugged him. "Thank you, Clive."
Clive accepted her hug, rolling his eyes so she couldn't see him. The mood swings had begun.
X X X
Out in the living room, Kaitlyn had found Gallows and was now pestering him relentlessly about where babies come from.
"Look," he said, "your parents would kill me if I told you that. Why don't you go pester them about it?"
"But they won't tell me either," replied Kaitlyn. "Please, Uncle Gallows?"
Gallows chuckled. "Heh. Okay, squirt. You see, when two people love each other very much, they want to have children. Don't ask me why, it would just cramp my style.
"But anyway, see, if they want kids, first they have to go to the baby agency and sign up. Once they've been approved, they are given a baby. If they do a good job raising it, they can request more."
Kaitlyn looked amazed. "I came from an agency?"
Gallows laughed. "No. I just made that up."
"So where do they really come from?"
"Sorry, Kaitlyn, you'll have to ask someone else." He ruffled her hair. "Now why don't you go bother your father?
Kaitlyn nodded, ducked away from his hand and went to look for someone else. She found Virginia outside reading, and went over to sit next to her.
"Whatcha reading?" the little girl asked.
Virginia looked up from the pages of the book. "Oh, just the fourth volume of Disaster Girl of the Wasteland. Have you read it before?" Kaitlyn nodded. "Aunt Virginia?"
"Yes?"
"Where do babies come from?"
The older woman didn't even blink. "Now, I've told you before, you should ask your parents about that."
"But they won't tell me!"
"Well...if you promise not to tell anyone I told you, I suppose I could let you in on the secret." She placed a bookmark between the pages of her book.
"I won't tell!"
Virginia had to laugh at the little girl's eagerness to hear. "There's this factory on an island that you can't find on any map..."
"But if you can't find it," interrupted Kaitlyn, "how do you know it's there?"
"It's a secret. At this factory, they make easy to assemble baby kits. These kits are delivered by a stork to married couples as a wedding gift. Once the couple receives it, they can put together their very own baby."
"So I was put together from a kit?"
Virginia shook her head, smiling. "No. I lied."
"Lying is bad, Aunt Virginia."
"I know. But if you want to know where babies come from, ask your mom or dad."
Kaitlyn hmphed. "I'll go ask Uncle Jet." With that, she ran off. Virginia flipped her book back open and continued to read.
X X X
Jet was harder to find. He was at the outskirts of town, talking with Lombardia. The two quieted down as she approached and walked over to Jet.
"What do you want, kid?" he asked.
"Do you know where babies come from?"
Jet said nothing for a few moments. "I don't know about you kid, but I came from a test tube."
"Really?"
"Yes, really. Now go away."
Kaitlyn turned to Lombardia. "Do YOU know where babies come from?"
The speech the dragon went into was long and complicated and ended with something Kaitlyn couldn't quiet remember about steel eggs. The little girl blinked.
"I meant human babies."
"Oh, well. In that case," responded Lombardia, "no, sorry."
"Ah well. Bye!" And with that, Kaitlyn went skipping back home. Entering the front door, she saw her parents talking with Gallows in the living room. She ran over to her mother and tugged at the hem of her shirt. Catherine glanced down at her daughter.
"Yes, honey?"
"Mommy, no one will tell me where babies come from. Why not?"
Catherine smiled, closing her eyes. "Clive, Gallows, if you'll excuse us..." She took Kaitlyn by the hand and led her away into another room. Gallows looked at Clive.
"Is she going to tell her?" asked the big Baskar. Clive shrugged.
"I suppose. She has probably grown sick of Kaitlyn perpetually asking that question," he replied.
Catherine and Kaitlyn returned a few moments later, Kaitlyn strangely quiet. She gave the two men funny looks and left the room.
"What did you tell her?" asked Clive.
"Enough," she replied.
Clive wasn't sure he wanted to know.
