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Finding out Pregnancies
Ali & James- Ali - Love, we’re going to be parents! James - *blinks before grinning* Wonderful news, my heart! *picks Ali up and spins her around*
Heidi & Erik- Heidi - My king... There is something I must tell you. Erik - What is the matter, my queen? Heidi - I’m pregnant. Erik *Blinks rapidly before tilting his head* - Truly? That is wonderful news!
Violet & Sam- Violet *plays with her fingers* - Saaaaam? Sam - Mmmhm? Violet - I... I’m, errr. Pregnant. Sam *stares before he passes out* Violet *panics* - Sam!?
Jenna & Matthew Jenna - Matt, we’re going to have a baby! Matthew *passes out due to sheer shock* Jenna -MATTHEW?!
Gina doesn’t even need to tell Damien, since in my canon, he can still read minds, so... Yeah...
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How I imagine Matthew acted on his first Christmas.
You heard the laughter first, followed by the shouting. In a moment, Simon was running past you, looking more human than you expected and grinning, cake smeared across his lips. Noticing you, he ran over, cackling before kissing you. "Happy birthday," he said, before glancing back and running out of the room. Matthew soon entered, growling. "Have you seen Simon Tabby? He ruined the cake I made for you!"
I blush and bashfully hold my cheeks, stifling an embarrassed fit of laughter. “O-oh my goodness.” I can’t tell what to be happier about, the promise of cake or Simon’s kiss. “I-it’s alright Matthew, you know Simon. He always has to add his own piece to it. Even if that includes smashing it to pieces.” Ah what a mess. A lovely, icing frosted, and inviting mess. Ah happy birthday indeed <3
((I FECKIN’ LOVE YOU ALRIGHT. THANK. MUCH. OMG. <3))