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Title: That Damn MPreg Pt 9: Presents
Universe: Young Avengers
Rating: PG-13
Summery: The gifts that keep on giving…
“So, who do you think told Magento?” Billy asked, holding up the delicate silver mobile and setting the stars spinning.
“My money’s on Pietro.” Teddy said, circling the cradle Philia and Moondragon had sent. It was a masterpiece of Eternian craftsmanship, a deceptively delicate looking piece done in a starburst pattern with amber and honey colored wood, with a silky plush interior. Next to it was a gaily colored cradle that Luna had cheerfully informed them was a gift from King Blackbolt and Queen Medusa.
“It looks harmless, but I think we should have it checked out.” Billy sighed, stepping over a giant red teddy bear that Victor had given them (bought with some of his winnings). He had lamented the fact that he couldn’t find any green ones. It had been Tommy who had dug up a bear of the appropriate color, and presented it to the expectant pair with a copy of What To Expect When You’re Expecting. Gert had dragged him away under threat of divine retribution in the form of Old Lace.
Already the room Billy and Teddy had designated as the nursery was filled to overflowing with toys, books, diapers, and every little thing a person might possibly need to care for a child from birth till late childhood, all sent by well wishers and enemies alike. Those that had been deemed dangerous had already been destroyed (three more cradles, twelve stuffed toys, and one Speak’n’Spell).
Teddy nudged a crate of baby formula with his toe. He didn’t even try picking it up. Watching Billy spaz about heavy lifting and the effect it might have on the baby was only funny the first six times. “Got ahold of Kl’rt today.”
Billy scowled.
“Don’t be like that. He’s the only person who know who actually knows about Skrull infancy.”
“What about Xavin?” Billy asked hopefully.
Teddy sighed. “Hasn’t answered any messages I’ve sent, and we kinda need the information ASAP.”
“I don’t want the Super-Skrull around our baby. What if he decides to go kingmaking again?”
“We’ll be there to keep an eye on him,” Teddy said soothingly. He reached out and grabbed Billy’s arm, pulling him close enough that their noses touched. “He might be a little obsessed-”
Billy snorted derisively.
“-but he means well, and he wouldn’t put the baby in danger. All I ask is that you try to be civil.”
“I make no promises,” Billy said. He knew he sounded sulky, but he didn’t care.
“He’s already promised to be on his best behavior.”
“I’ll be good. But if he tries anything, I’m gonna zap him.”
Universe: Young Avengers
Rating: PG-13
Summery: The gifts that keep on giving…
“So, who do you think told Magento?” Billy asked, holding up the delicate silver mobile and setting the stars spinning.
“My money’s on Pietro.” Teddy said, circling the cradle Philia and Moondragon had sent. It was a masterpiece of Eternian craftsmanship, a deceptively delicate looking piece done in a starburst pattern with amber and honey colored wood, with a silky plush interior. Next to it was a gaily colored cradle that Luna had cheerfully informed them was a gift from King Blackbolt and Queen Medusa.
“It looks harmless, but I think we should have it checked out.” Billy sighed, stepping over a giant red teddy bear that Victor had given them (bought with some of his winnings). He had lamented the fact that he couldn’t find any green ones. It had been Tommy who had dug up a bear of the appropriate color, and presented it to the expectant pair with a copy of What To Expect When You’re Expecting. Gert had dragged him away under threat of divine retribution in the form of Old Lace.
Already the room Billy and Teddy had designated as the nursery was filled to overflowing with toys, books, diapers, and every little thing a person might possibly need to care for a child from birth till late childhood, all sent by well wishers and enemies alike. Those that had been deemed dangerous had already been destroyed (three more cradles, twelve stuffed toys, and one Speak’n’Spell).
Teddy nudged a crate of baby formula with his toe. He didn’t even try picking it up. Watching Billy spaz about heavy lifting and the effect it might have on the baby was only funny the first six times. “Got ahold of Kl’rt today.”
Billy scowled.
“Don’t be like that. He’s the only person who know who actually knows about Skrull infancy.”
“What about Xavin?” Billy asked hopefully.
Teddy sighed. “Hasn’t answered any messages I’ve sent, and we kinda need the information ASAP.”
“I don’t want the Super-Skrull around our baby. What if he decides to go kingmaking again?”
“We’ll be there to keep an eye on him,” Teddy said soothingly. He reached out and grabbed Billy’s arm, pulling him close enough that their noses touched. “He might be a little obsessed-”
Billy snorted derisively.
“-but he means well, and he wouldn’t put the baby in danger. All I ask is that you try to be civil.”
“I make no promises,” Billy said. He knew he sounded sulky, but he didn’t care.
“He’s already promised to be on his best behavior.”
“I’ll be good. But if he tries anything, I’m gonna zap him.”