Rory the Roman

Hello, my name is Rory Williams, and I really am a Roman (it's sort of a long story.) I'm 15, and a freshman. I like helping people, reading, playing chess and studying ancient Rome. My best friend is Amy Pond.

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Rory was honestly too busy trying to remember how to breathe to listen to whatever Amy was saying. He was so relieved that his Dad hasn’t flipped out, that he could honestly have cried. It was all ok. Everything was going to be fine. Truthfully, Rory had know all along that his dad wasn’t...

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Rory watched Amy go, wincing slightly. He couldn't imagine how hard it would be to feel crappy all the time, and have a bloody human being growing inside him. He felt bad for her. He turned back to his dad, flushing slightly. "Dad...I'm sorry this happened." He silently begged him to understand that even though he'd screwed up, he was still the good boy he'd always been. He was still trying to do the right thing. He sighed in relief to see his Dad's face soften. "I know Rory." Was all he said, but he said it in a way that Rory knew he really wasn't mad. He smiled hesitantly. "Uh, well, I'm gonna go check on Amy then."

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Rory squeezed Amy so tightly he was a little worried he might be hurting her. But he needed something to hold on to. It didn’t matter that he hadn’t been the one to say it. Time seemed to slow to a sticky crawl as his dad flicked off the TV and turned to look at them. His face was...

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Rory was honestly too busy trying to remember how to breathe to listen to whatever Amy was saying. He was so relieved that his Dad hasn't flipped out, that he could honestly have cried. It was all ok. Everything was going to be fine. Truthfully, Rory had know all along that his dad wasn't going to get mad. Brian never got mad. It just wasn't something he did. But Rory had been terrified that he'd be disappointed, which was even worse. And yet everything was ok. It was almost too good to be true. "So you're..not mad Dad?" He managed, his voice a little shaky. "I know it was stupid for us to..um..not be careful enough...and we didn't mean to...and I'm sorry." He was babbling too now, just like Amy, but he couldn't stop. It was the relief apparently.

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Rory rolled his eyes. “Yeah ok. I won’t go jump out the window and run away while you’re in the bathroom." He watched her pad barefoot into the hall, then turned back to the closet. He pulled on his shorts and t-shirt with an unusual amount of concentration. Thinking about buttons and…

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"Hey, um Dad?" Rory stared. Amy had told him to act normal, but he couldn’t stop chewing his lip nervously. He glanced at Amy, then back at his Dad. “I..um..I mean we need to tell you something." He nudged Amy, praying to god that she would just say it so he didn’t have to.

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Amy’s eyes widened as she was suddenly put on the spot. She felt frozen to her spot and her mouth felt dry and tasteless. She felt like she forgot how to breathe and she gripped Rory’s hand tightly. 

"I-" She felt the words get stuck in her throat and she felt bile rise up. She was going to vomit. Oh god she was going to puke before she got to say it. She tried to swallow it back down, tried to calm herself. 

"I’m-" She was so close to getting it out. Fuck god damn Fuck. Okay this was the most terrifying thing she’d ever done, even more terrifying than facing Liana after this.

"pr-," she was squeezing the life out of Rory’s hand about now, and felt like she might faint. Her feet ached and suddenly she just felt so pregnant. God if only she could say it. 

"You’re going to be a grandad," she said in a nervous but quick gasp and then she flinched and found her way into the safety of Rory’s arms. She buried her head in his chest like a small child scared of being screamed at by an abusive parent. She hadn’t puked yet.. that was an accomplishment. She just hoped to god she wouldn’t puke on Rory. 

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Rory squeezed Amy so tightly he was a little worried he might be hurting her. But he needed something to hold on to. It didn't matter that he hadn't been the one to say it. Time seemed to slow to a sticky crawl as his dad flicked off the TV and turned to look at them. His face was emotionless, and Rory couldn't remember how to be breath. I'm dying. He thought numbly. My own dad is going to kill me. 

For a terribly long moment, no one moved. The only sound in the house was their heart beats. And then, Rory's dad slowly nodded his head. "I had my suspicions." He said, and he didn't sound angry. "You guys are very young, but I support you."

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Rory rolled his eyes. “Yeah ok. I won’t go jump out the window and run away while you’re in the bathroom." He watched her pad barefoot into the hall, then turned back to the closet. He pulled on his shorts and t-shirt with an unusual amount of concentration. Thinking about buttons and...

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"Hey, um Dad?" Rory stared. Amy had told him to act normal, but he couldn't stop chewing his lip nervously. He glanced at Amy, then back at his Dad. "I..um..I mean we need to tell you something." He nudged Amy, praying to god that she would just say it so he didn't have to.

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Rory scrunched up his face in a mixture of worry and consideration. “I don’t know. You’re the one who’s pregnant, can’t you decide?" He wiggled his legs out from under the blankets and stood up. It was late morning, but it was overcast, so the room was still dim. Rory stretched and yawned,...

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Rory rolled his eyes. "Yeah ok. I won't go jump out the window and run away while you're in the bathroom." He watched her pad barefoot into the hall, then turned back to the closet. He pulled on his shorts and t-shirt with an unusual amount of concentration. Thinking about buttons and zippers was a whole lot better than contemplating his imminent fate. But there was only so much time he could spend getting dressed. With a glance in the mirror to flatten his hair, he sighed and headed toward the bathroom to meet Amy.

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Rory sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He knew Amy had a point. They couldn’t just go around hiding this forever. But he still dreaded more that he dreaded just about anything else. Growing up, Rory and Brian had had a sort of unspoken agreement that Rory would be responsible and stay out...

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Rory scrunched up his face in a mixture of worry and consideration. "I don't know. You're the one who's pregnant, can't you decide?" He wiggled his legs out from under the blankets and stood up. It was late morning, but it was overcast, so the room was still dim. Rory stretched and yawned, then turned towards his closet. "I'm gonna get dressed ok?" He knew that they did have to tell his dad, but he was gonna put it off as long as possible.

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Amy was getting bigger rather quickly. It was getting really really hard to hide her bump from Brian. She was only about 10 weeks but had definitely gained some weight already (not to mention her bra size went up a cup in a half!)

And it was getting way too hot to wear giant sweaters around...

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Rory sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes. He knew Amy had a point. They couldn't just go around hiding this forever. But he still dreaded more that he dreaded just about anything else. Growing up, Rory and Brian had had a sort of unspoken agreement that Rory would be responsible and stay out of trouble, and so far Rory had stuck to it. So while his friends had gotten grounded or punished for this or that, he'd always been good. His dad wasn't the type to freak out, or get overly angry about things, but deep inside his gut, Rory felt a heavy weight that was the disappointment he knew he was going to see on his dad's face. Rory sighed. "I guess you're right." He murmured, pressing his hand gently against the slight swell of Amy's belly. "He's gonna find out eventually anyway."

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DID YOU DIE? fuck i dont know how to cpntact you outside of this blog FUCK . WELL WE HAVE A CAS. dpw9yujd come baaaccckkkk

I'm so sorry!!! Rory has a tendency to die.

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Hey everyone. Rory died for a bit there. I know, it happens. Anyways I'm pretty busy this summer working as a photographer/counselor at a summer camp, which is why I've been gone. But I'm gonna try and come on sometimes! What did I miss?

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Rory laughed. “Yeah don’t worry, I got it.” He tousled her hair affectionately, and put out his hand for her bag. He’d been carrying her stuff around since fifth grade, and at this point he didn’t mind anymore. “So, um, we should get you to your appointment then.”

Amy handed her bag over to...

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Rory tended. The subject of Master and mostly the fact that Amy hadn't told him was still a sore subject with him. Every time it was brought it (which thankfully wasn't too often) he was a mixture of mad at Amy, and fiercely protective of her. The fiercely protective won out this time. He wrapped an arm around her and pulled her tightly against him. "I'll be there Amy. You don't have to worry because I'll be there, and I'll look out for you." He soothed.

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GUYS I AM GOING TO A SUPERNATURAL CONVENTION AND MEETING MISHA COLLINS!!!

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HAPPY BIRTBDAY

Thanks!

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The rest of the day flew by in a blur. He was some mixture of excited and nervous about Amy’s doctors appointment, though he wasn’t sure exactly why. He guessed it was just because he would be seeing an ultrasound, which meant that it was really happening. He was really going to be a dad....

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Rory laughed. "Yeah don't worry, I got it." He tousled her hair affectionately, and put out his hand for her bag. He'd been carrying her stuff around since fifth grade, and at this point he didn't mind anymore. "So, um, we should get you to your appointment then."

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By the way it's also my birthday tomorrow. Just in case you were interested.

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Wow I've really been slacking. Sorry guys.

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In the parking lot behind the gym, Rory lingered for a moment. The sun had come out from behind the clouds, and everything seemed to sparkle. Amy’s hair glowed, and Rory couldn’t help stroking it, with a small grin. “You look like an angel.” He murmured. He was tempted to stretch out on...

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The rest of the day flew by in a blur. He was some mixture of excited and nervous about Amy's doctors appointment, though he wasn't sure exactly why. He guessed it was just because he would be seeing an ultrasound, which meant that it was really happening. He was really going to be a dad. The thought made it hard to pay attention in class. After his last period he grabbed his stuff and went to find Amy