le hasard, ma chère ♔ est le dieu de la maternité
[Tamaki is sitting on the Plane with two eggs. One is pink and flashy and sparkly and he doesn't seem to be paying too much attention to. The other one that has his attention has elegant patterns like those of the Ouran teacups, in all the colours of the Host Club's flowers. He is pouting staring at the egg and occasionally poking it, sighing every now and then as he waits for something to hatch from it.]