Edonil: Me again! Yes, now the plot can develop. I was getting tired of writing nothing, anyway… So please, enjoy!
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Claimer: The beautiful Crims is all mine! And Sarah, but she's not in this chapter, and won't be around for a while (I think).
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To Change
Chapter Seventeen
---Eight and a half months later…---
Kuja paced back and forth anxiously. He was worried. Would she be ok? What if something happened? What if she wasn't ok? What if-
The doctor came into the hall. Kuja immediately started asking questions.
"Is Crims ok?"
"Yes, she's fine."
"Are you sure? You-"
"Yes, I'm sure. You can go see her yourself, now. And you can go see your child." Kuja needed no further prodding. He raced into the room.
"Kuja," Crims said, handing Kuja a blanket-wrapped bundle, "I want you to meet your daughter."
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Kuja could finally relax. He was home, with Crims and his daughter. Everything was so wonderful…
The child started to cry, but Kuja didn't care. This child was his. He wouldn't want to hurt it for making so much noise.
"Kuja? Are you going to stop looking at her and perhaps take her to bed?" Crims smiled slightly. "She looks tired… I think. Why do babies cry?"
"Um… I don't know. You're her mother! Perhaps she's hungry."
"Ok."
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His daughter had finally decided to be quiet. No more loud noises. Kuja and Crims could finally sleep. He was exhausted. Weren't babies supposed to sleep a lot?
They still had to choose a name for her. It was hard, coming up with a name. So many to choose from…
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The man smiled. Kuja was finally asleep. His girlfriend was asleep, too. So long as the man was quiet, the two would never know he was there until it was too late.
Not making a sound, not even seeming to breathe, the man walked across the room to where the child was sleeping. She was rather cute… Using magic to put her into an even deeper sleep, the man picked her up. He then left the Desert Palace, seeming to fade into nothingness.
Edonil: Duh duh duh! Sorry the chapter was so short; I honestly don't know much about infants. And this is the plot idea I've had since the beginning! Who is this mysterious man…? Please R&R! And cheer me on! It's Nov. 27, and I have 3256 words left!