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”Guess who’s going to be a father!”

Fell twisted around, soul in his throat as
he heard those words. He stared at Stretch, who stood grinning in the doorway.
Doomfanger rested in his arms – they’d finally learnt to tolerate each other. Fell
stared at his boyfriend. His eyes slid down on Stretch’s stomach as he thought of
their late-night activities. Mostly horror, but also something like joy, spread
out in his chest. His face felt pale, cold, as he stared at the other. Sure, he’d
like to have kids one day, but not so
soon.

Stretch met his eyes for a moment. Then his
eyes widened, and he let out a loud snort. He held up the cat. “Not you,
edgelord. Doomfanger. He’s preggers.”

Exhaling loudly, Fell rubbed his forehead. Another
litter to take care of. They were adorable, of course, but it was hard to find good
homes too them. The knot in his stomach loosened. With a relieved laugh, he walked
up to his boyfriend, embracing both him and the cat.

“Now again, huh?” he murmured, scratching the
cat behind his ear. Doomfanger purred loudly as Stretch snorted again. An
embarrassed blush rose on Fell’s cheeks, making the other laugh.

“Stars, I love you, asshole,” he muttered.

Fell rolled his eyes, but pressed a kiss to
the top of Stretch’s head. “I love you too, jackass. Almost as much as I love Doomfanger.”

“He’s really the best of us, isn’t he?”

“Indeed.”

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