Baby Shower
As tradition dictated, it was only natural... Even if some of the 'Mothers-to-be' weren't. Kiwi glanced around, a paper plate holding a slice of cake balanced on her pregnant belly. The Naga were busy bantering with each other. Every now and a again, she caught strains of their conversation; something about a 'Horny Naga Lass'. Tobo, the Raccoon man, was talking animatedly with Amoreth, the Dragon Lady while Sarin was sneakily trying to put a saddle on Krystal's back.
Darting between all of the pregnant people, Mei was busily trying to keep everything tidy. Kiwi sighed and poked at her cake with the clear plastic fork in her hand. Three babies... All of which were of an unknown species. She couldn't complain though; Poor Tobo was doomed with four babies. And what was worse... he was male. As were several of the people attending the baby shower. A little giggle emerged from her as she thought about it. It was cool seeing the menfolk have to go through what women had been going through since the dawn of time.
She poked at her cake again. Lately, all she'd been craving were mangoes and Swedish Fish candies. Cake didn't appeal to her at all. She'd already eaten all the icing off it. She couldn't get enough sugar. But now, with just the cake left, she didn't want it. “Pixies... it had to be pixies..” she murmured to herself, feeling the sugar rush start. “Time for presents!” someone announced. Kiwi looked at the tower of pink and blue wrapped presents that loomed over them all. They had made it a sort of secret santa affair. But no one thought to put a limit on how many gifts until too late... So now they were going to have to practically mountain climb to get the top presents. “Kiwi! C'mon!” someone called her. “Coming!” she sang back to them, setting her cake aside and hauling herself up. After a moment, she got her balance and waddled over to where the group had gathered near the refreshment table. Glancing over, she snorted. No one had touched any of the cookies.
Motion caught her eye and she turned her head in time to see Sarin making a b-line for the present mountain. “No wait-!” she started, stepping forward. But it was too late. He grabbed one, intent on handing the presents out, but unfortunately, he had grabbed one from the bottom. Just like that, the mountain wobbled and collapsed. Lost in the falling gifts, Kiwi ducked her head and covered her belly as best as she could while around her, she could hear groans, some giggles and even a few curses.
“Where's Kiwi?” someone asked. “She was just here, I saw her..” came someone else's voice. “Hey, isn't that her gun?” After a moment, a gift wrapped box was moved and she could see everyone again. “Boo..” she said. Extracted from the presents, Kiwi found that she was holding one; it was balanced on her stomach like her cake had been..
“Hey look! This one's for me!”
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As tradition dictated, it was only natural... Even if some of the 'Mothers-to-be' weren't. Kiwi glanced around, a paper plate holding a slice of cake balanced on her pregnant belly. The Naga were busy bantering with each other. Every now and a again, she caught strains of their conversation; something about a 'Horny Naga Lass'. Tobo, the Raccoon man, was talking animatedly with Amoreth, the Dragon Lady while Sarin was sneakily trying to put a saddle on Krystal's back.
Darting between all of the pregnant people, Mei was busily trying to keep everything tidy. Kiwi sighed and poked at her cake with the clear plastic fork in her hand. Three babies... All of which were of an unknown species. She couldn't complain though; Poor Tobo was doomed with four babies. And what was worse... he was male. As were several of the people attending the baby shower. A little giggle emerged from her as she thought about it. It was cool seeing the menfolk have to go through what women had been going through since the dawn of time.
She poked at her cake again. Lately, all she'd been craving were mangoes and Swedish Fish candies. Cake didn't appeal to her at all. She'd already eaten all the icing off it. She couldn't get enough sugar. But now, with just the cake left, she didn't want it. “Pixies... it had to be pixies..” she murmured to herself, feeling the sugar rush start. “Time for presents!” someone announced. Kiwi looked at the tower of pink and blue wrapped presents that loomed over them all. They had made it a sort of secret santa affair. But no one thought to put a limit on how many gifts until too late... So now they were going to have to practically mountain climb to get the top presents. “Kiwi! C'mon!” someone called her. “Coming!” she sang back to them, setting her cake aside and hauling herself up. After a moment, she got her balance and waddled over to where the group had gathered near the refreshment table. Glancing over, she snorted. No one had touched any of the cookies.
Motion caught her eye and she turned her head in time to see Sarin making a b-line for the present mountain. “No wait-!” she started, stepping forward. But it was too late. He grabbed one, intent on handing the presents out, but unfortunately, he had grabbed one from the bottom. Just like that, the mountain wobbled and collapsed. Lost in the falling gifts, Kiwi ducked her head and covered her belly as best as she could while around her, she could hear groans, some giggles and even a few curses.
“Where's Kiwi?” someone asked. “She was just here, I saw her..” came someone else's voice. “Hey, isn't that her gun?” After a moment, a gift wrapped box was moved and she could see everyone again. “Boo..” she said. Extracted from the presents, Kiwi found that she was holding one; it was balanced on her stomach like her cake had been..
“Hey look! This one's for me!”
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