Naming Watermelons
By RingPrincess
Gippal dodged the rather large pillow that flung across the room with surprising force from his adorable, but tired looking wife. He watched it land in the hallway before looking a back at her.
"You fainted!" She shouted, her voice still somewhat hoarse from screaming. "I'm in here giving birth and you fainted!"
He looked at the two babies, children that he hadn't even had time to see or appreciate yet. "Um, honey, can we name the kids?" 'Can I look at the kids?' He added mentally.
"I carry around twelve pounds of baby for nine months. I'm in here screaming and sweating and you get to faint." She threw another pillow and he caught it in his hands. "Not fair!"
Gippal reached down and bopped her lightly on the head. "Well, good thing I fainted out there instead of in here where I wouldn't get in the way." He grinned.
She pouted and he leaned down to kiss her, sucking her lip into his mouth. She moaned, wrapped her arms about his neck and pulled him down to sit on the bed with her. "Love you," She whispered against his mouth. "Even though I just spent thirty six hours giving birth to two watermelons."
He snorted and kissed her briefly. "They aren't that large." He stood up and walked over to the crib where the two babies lay, curled together, eyes closed and hands fisted. He hadn't been expecting twins.
Rikku repressed a giggle at Gippal's face, his wide eye and parted lips. He looked like he'd been hit over the head with a monkey wrench. He reached down and brushed a finger across their foreheads. Rikku bit her lip. He was being so careful, so gentle.
"You can pick them up." She said and settled back into the bed. He looked at her eye still wide. He reached down and picked up the girl. Rikku didn't know how she could tell from across the room, but she could already. She was no longer than his forearm and he was staring down at her. "Bring her here," Rikku held out her arms. "And go get him."
Gippal brought her over and kissed her forehead before handing her over. He kissed Rikku's forehead as well and went back for the boy. He settled him in Rikku's arms as well and worked his way behind her so he could hold her and see his kids. "So, what shall we call them?" He asked, as if they hadn't been debating for months.
"I like Cid," Rikku grinned.
Gippal tugged on her braid. "No."
"Anikki."
He poked her. "I don't think so."
She stuck out her tongue. "Braska."
Gippal narrowed his eye and the fight continued.
