02- Beautiful

TW: Fat Shaming, Swearing,

"Honey..I-I think I'm pregnant again."

Nora Cosma stared as her husband poked his belly out, rubbing it slightly as he looked at her through those stupid glasses of his. Since fairies had a rather quick pregnancy, Linnie's stomach bulged out slightly, causing Nora to look at it with a mixture of disgust and amusement. She returned to her TV program lazily, the whiskey bottle nearly spilling as she spoke.

"Pregnant huh? Don't we have enough kids already? Why we gotta have another one? I barely put enough food on the table for the 4 of us!"

"Y-Yes dear, but I did go to the doctor and he said that I was pregnant, about 2 weeks ago. Um..", Linnie squirmed a bit, his wife's apathetic attitude concerning him a bit, "Nora? Aren't you excited? We're having another baby."

"I didn't ask for another baby, Linnie. Hell, you can barely take care of the two little shits we have now. Why should we have a third one?"

"W-well well darling, I just thought..well, we weren't really thinking last night and…are you sure you were wearing protection?"

Nora spat out her whiskey, nearly choking as some went down the wrong windpipe. Gathering herself a bit, she turned the TV off and slammed the remote on the couch, now standing up and glaring daggers at her husband.

"What kind of dumbass question is that? Of course I did! I even told you I would! Why do you never trust me?!"

"I-I-I didn't say that, Nora."

"But you might as well have! I swear, your bitch ass is more concerned with everyone's business except your own. Well, it's not cute sweetheart. You can stop doing it for the attention.", Nora snapped, before staring at the belly, "Are you really pregnant or are you just using it as an excuse to make me feel bad."

"No d-dear. Of course not. I really am pregnant. Here..", Linnie pulled two black and white pictures out of his black pants pocket, showing x-rays of the baby inside Linnie's stomach, "I wouldn't lie to you about a baby. I promise darling."

"Yeah ok fine then! Whatever! But just know you're gonna be responsible for him! I'm got too much on my plate with work right now to give a shit about this baby, and you're the only one out of us that wants this damn child."

"Y-Yes dear. Whatever you'd like."

"Oh, and one more thing, Linnie.", Nora said, though her angered look changed into one that was holding back a laugh, "That belly makes you look like such a pig, it's hilarious. When are you gonna start eating like one then? Second month?"

"Pardon me?"

"I mean, I have to know since you decided to selfishly get pregnant. I mean, since your piggy ass will be too big to get the food, I have to know how much to order. So, what's the answer?"

"I-I'm not fat."

"Oh yeah you are, and you're gonna get even bigger at that rate. Honestly, I can see you buy the whole store and eat it at the same time, haha. Oink! Oink! Oink!"

"Nora, please stop. It's not funny.", Linnie whimpered, tears now coming towards his eyes. Noticing his cheeks were went, he flinched, knowing that the smack he received was expected.

"Don't talk back to me you little shit! It was just a joke! Of course you don't look like a pig! You can't take a joke?"

"N-Nora I.."

"Nuh uh! Get out of my face with that bullshit! You're making me miss fairy feud. Why don't you make yourself useful and make me a sandwich or something. Take your hormones somewhere else, bitch."

"I-I..yes darling.", Linnie squeak, silently crying as he made his way into the kitchen, scratching around the fridge for the ham, cheese, and lettuce that he knew she liked. He felt his stomach growl as he made the sandwich, trying to fight off the temptation not to eat it himself, though he knew that it would come at a terrible price.

He had to hold the baby bump to keep it from jiggling as he floated back into the living room, only receiving a snatched hand from Nora as she kept watching her show. Linnie stormed out of the room silently and sat down on his side of the bed he shared with Nora, fresh tears falling out of his face as he stared at his belly. He felt the baby squirm a bit in there, and he found himself smile gently before sighing. Why did it seem like everything he did for Nora, she hated?

"Dad? I heard yelling. Can I come in?", 12 year old Chelsea asked, creeking the door open as her father nodded his head, "Why are you crying? Did we do something?"

"It's nothing sweetheart. You didn't do anything wrong. I promise. It's just..", Linnie's voice got higher pitched trying not to cry once more, "Your mom just really hurt my feelings. That's all."

"Why? How?"

"She said I was a pig since I've gotten a bit bigger, but I'm not sure why. I-I really thought this would make her happy."

"What would?"

Linnie sighed as he looked at his daughter, unable to keep it a surprise for much longer.

"I'm pregnant, Chelsea. There's a baby growing inside of me right now, and your mom isn't too happy about that. She said that she could barely afford the 4 of us, but now with one on the way, I..I don't know.", Linnie shook his head, "I really want you and Schnozmo to have a younger sibling to play with, but your mom isn't very happy with that idea. I-I don't know what I did wrong? Am I really a selfish pig like she thinks I am?"

"Gee, I got no idea dad. But you don't look like a pig to me.", Chelsea shrugged, now looking at her father's stomach, "There's life in there and I think that's one of the most beautiful things ever! And I really want a baby brother!"

"I'm sure you do, sweetheart. Oh, I'm so sorry to have dumped all that on you, but I-I'm just a bit hurt. I'll be alright though, I promise. Why don't' you go back to bed?"

"Yes dad.", Chelsea said, getting up and headed towards the door, before looking at her solemn faced father, "Mom might not think you're pretty, but I do. And I get a new sibling out of it! How cool is that?"

Linnie smiled at his daughter's excitement as she exited the room, now caressing the baby bump gently as he lied down, allowing the stomach to fully pop out. He rubbed it and allowed the baby to kick his belly before he giggled, making up sit up right once more. He stood up and kissed the top of the stomach, smiling as he rubbed it.

"Well, if I'm still a pig, then this pig's gonna have to care for his piglet!"