Some family fluff for my dear Jessie
"Arrrrgh!" Shiki screamed and nearly crushed Neku's hand, long black hair sticking to her sweaty skin. "I swear to God once I can move again you're both dead!"
"Yes yes, whatever you want dear. Just, concentrate okay? Breath." Joshua was white as a sheet and breathing along with her more to keep from passing out than anything else. Maybe if he prayed really hard this would be over faster. But who in Shibuya is the -Composer- supposed to pray to?! Sanae was in the UG covering for him so he could be here so now what?
"You! It's your fault! You're the one who said we shouldn't use protection that night!" Neku's headphones had long been abandoned on a side table along with composure. "'It'll feel good' you said! 'We're adults, we can handle the consequences' you said!"
"Yaaaagh! It's -both- of your faults!" Mr. Mew had wisely been shoved away in his time out bag for the delivery. Nobody wanted to deal with that until her murderous intent had worn off and the twins were safely in her arms.
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"You," She looked pointedly at Joshua. "Hold your daughter I'm too tired." Immediately after she pushed a tiny orange haired boy into his father's arms and fell back onto the pile of pillows muttering about home deliveries being for crazy people and how she'd never agree to it again.
"M -My- daughter?" This was still far too unreal to him. That their darling Shiki had just given birth had settled in slowly. That -he'd- had anything to do with it hadn't.
"Yes, -your- daughter. She has your hair and no penis, so your daughter. Nngh, never again. No more homebirths." Shiki dug deeper into the blankets and sighed, the newborn girl nestled safely in Joshua's arms.
"My child...." Well, maybe it would settle in pretty fast.