One-Shot #6 Well if You Put it That Way...
I sat down comfortably on my couch, chewing placidly on some chips as I was getting myself some great new high scores at Mario Kart. It had been a few months since I had found out I was carrying Tom's child. The added weight was definitely something I wasn't used to. I had spent my whole life being a pretty thin and nimble person, climbing up trees and hiking effortlessly. For me to be, well...pretty much like a turtle was not something I enjoyed very much, but the thought that I had this life in me made it worth it.
I subconciously put a hand on my swollen stomach, smiling slightly. I flinched, dropping my chips on the ground, when a slight haze built it's self on the couch as the tall and faceless being teleported in, already sitting. I looked at him, a brow raised. "Wow, how long did it take you to learn to do that?" He rubbed the back of his neck, grinning in a way that showed his sharpened fangs. "Oh, not much... two to three...days." I brought a hand to my mouth, unable to keep back my laughter. "Two to three days of effort just so you could slenderwalk and be sitting right away? Why the living room? Why not the toilet? That would be more conveniant for emergencies." It was his turn to laugh. Years later and that sound was still the most beautiful sound in the world. It gave me goosebumps every time.
He turned his attention back to me, his faceless gaze turning to my stomach. He tilted his head ever so slightly, bringing up one of his shadowy tendrills and curling it around me. I shivered from it's contact. I could feel the tension of his aura. He moved the appendage around, now only resting the tip of it on my stomach. He got closer and wrapped his long arms around me. "She's doing very well today."
I had learnt that, with his aura's sensing abilities, he had been able to bassicaly monitor the baby far better than any doctors could. He had even been able to tell it was a girl almost right away. This was a practice he used when he worked with the animals at the clinic. He had only recently been employed and was already the best in the business. No surprise there, the guy wasn't even human.
He looked up to the screen, slowly shrinking down until he was human once more. He took his work shirt off and tossed it carelessly asside, though he still kept his blue and grey yarn scarf on. He placed his hand on the fine layer of facial hair that covered his chin. It amused me as I thought that his eyebrows were bushier than his beard was. I noticed him blush and the tendrill around my waist moved, tickling me slightly. "Hey! No fair! Stop reading my mind!" I managed to say between giggles. He chuckled as well. "Mind if I join the game?" He picked up an other controler, not even waiting for my answer. I suppose he knew my answer was clearly a big Yes.
We had been playing for a while now, destroying all the computer controled competition on every difficulty level of the game. As we went down Maple Treeway, one of my favorite tracks on the game, I let my mind wander lost among all the flowing leaves that fell about in the game. My wandering mind then began to come up with all kinds of thoughts. Every time I played on a track I knew like the back of my hand, this would happen. And of course, I had to comment on what I was thinking right now.
"Hey Tom. You know what? I bassically have a little fleshy pink lifeform growing within me, sucking the half digested food right out of my guts and absorbing my nutriants." I didn't even need to look to my side to notice his slowly turning head and pure confused expression. He simply raised his hands up in the air. "Well, if you put it that way...Oh my God you're right." We paused the game, taking a moment to look at each other to further process this great moment of epiphany. He then smiled and chuckled lowly, drawing me closer to him with his tendrill that was still around me.
With a hand on my stomach, he bent down and kissed me. He softly whispered against my lips. "I'm glad I ended up with you. I don't think anybody else on the whole face of this planet would have ever said anything like that." I giggled, looking back into his eyes. "Nobody would have taken it like you did. Most would have been freaked out." He snorted, turning his head upwards in a snoby gesture. "Ha. Silly weak humans."
I looked back down to the screen. "Yeah yeah, Slender. Can we resume our game? I was about to beat you for the fourth time in a row." He only chuckled and resumed. And I won again. The dangerous smirk he gave me, though, clearly meant one thing and one thing only. "I'm about to use my epic slender powers to break this game so I can win at everything" I merely smiled and shook my head. I suppose living with him as a husband was enough practice for a future child, that was most likely to inherit her father's powers.
My future child...who for now, was only a gut dwelling, digested food sucking, fleshy pink lifeform.
AN: I haven't posted a oneshot in a while...I think I figured out how to make things work. I don't wanna overload this place and spam the archive with my fictions, since I'm kinda working on two things at once here. I'll put up one thing a day, no updates on weekends as usual. How it'll work for now will pretty much be: If I write a oneshot, no new chapter for Family not by Blood that day. Of course, vise-versa. I hope this oneshot was ok, although short. I've wanted to write this ever since I had this sudden realization of great truth about babies. God that one shocked me...but really...just think about it ;-;