Disclaimer: Do I have to type this everytime? Ack.

Another oldie... I'll have to pump out fresh ones now...

May opened the door slowly and walked into the house. She took off her shoes as her mother walked towards her.

"So… are you…?"

May nodded happily, both women squealing in delight. Caroline hugged her daughter tightly.

"Does Brendan know?" Caroline asked.

"No… but I'm sure he'll be happy." May replied. Caroline smiled and surveyed her daughter.

"I'm sure he will be."
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Brendan whistled as he opened the door. He took off his shoes and laid down on the couch, breathing deeply as he closed his eyes. He had quite a rough day; he had one too many battles.

"Brendan?" May said as she walked in from the kitchen. Brendan opened his eyes and got up. He kissed his wife softly.

"Hey May. How was your day today?" Brendan asked as he looked at her. May smiled lightly.

"Same old, same old." Brendan frowned lightly. "I made some tea for you." She said as she placed his cup down on the table. Brendan sat down and took it gratefully.

"Thanks." He took a sip. "They haven't called you out to the Contest Hall for quite a while now… I guess it's pretty boring for you." Brendan said. May laughed lightly.

"We can travel again if you want." Brendan added, smiling brightly. May shook her head.

"I don't think we can."

Brendan gave her a look of confusion. "Why not?" He asked as he took a sip from his cup.

May smiled as she held his hand. "Brendan… I'm… pregnant…" Brendan spat out the tea. He blinked a bit and laughed.

"For a minute there, I thought you said you were preg-" May gave him a glare. Brendan looked at her blankly.

"Pregnant?" He repeated. May nodded slowly. He stared at her for a few seconds.

Thud

"Oh… boy… and they say women are over dramatic…" May sighed.
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Brendan opened his eyes slowly, finding himself in an open meadow, under a tree. He looked around in confusion.

"Daddy?" A feminine voice said. Brendan turned around and gasped.

"Who are you?" He asked, surveying the young girl. Her silvery hair flowed gently behind her. Her crimson eyes bore into his as they looked at another. He could not help but feel that her face looked exactly like…

"Your… face looks exactly like…"

"Mommy? I get that a lot from people. She says I have your hair color and eyes though." She said intelligently. She smiled and sat on a nearby swing that was attached to the tree.

Brendan got up shakingly, only to be tackled by something.

"Father!" The voice yelled. Brendan looked around and stared at what seemed to be… a reflection of his younger self…

"You had your guard down! If I keep this up, I may beat you in an official battle, father." He said, smiling brightly.

Brendan stared at the two in awe. Was this a dream… or a prediction…?

"Twins…"
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Brendan opened his eyes slowly, looking around in confusion. He smiled lightly as he looked at May's sleeping form, sitting on the couch adjacent to him. He got up and laid down next to her, putting his head on her stomach lightly. He whispered quietly, as if he would get a response.

"Becoming a father... doesn't seem so bad..." He said softly, smiling as he closed his eyes. May opened her eyes a bit and stared softly at Brendan, who was sleeping peacefully on her stomach.

She smiled softly before closing her eyes and drifting back to sleep.

Both of them slept peacefully, thinking about each other… and what surprises the future will bring...

Fin