Hey. I wasn't dead yet. I would've made it. Probably not in one piece, but I'd still be alive. ...And I still caught Genesect after it almost blew me to bits.
I was an ez-bake oven for this thing for almost a whole year and just spent the better part of the late as fuck hours squeezing it out of my pelvis! Maybe I deserve one!
...Go for the C-section. [...] Please. [Because uh. That. That was scary. Like really scary. And if it was scary for him, he can't imagine what it was like for Hilda.
You know, not to mention that she's hospital bound for another few days. Let's just not, okay.]
Yeah exactly. Next time we'll just schedule it nice and in the middle of the day, get it over with in one surgery, and then we'll be fine. I'll get some awesome scars on the outside this time.
[Hilda saying this while breastfeeding, in the middle of all of that...]
Go home and shower and stuff. Get some breakfast for us, and bring diapers and other baby things.
[Yeah yeah it's fair and all I mean he had her for a few hours while Hilda just got to see her
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He returns later with baby supplies! ...And one of the take-out containers from a restaurant. Guess what he burned way too much money on.
He's got a quickly thrown together egg sandwich that is literally just eggs and bread for himself, but there's something more important than food that he's worrying about right now. Something he found at home with his name on it.]
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[Hilda holds her like a pro, just smiling.]
...This is the most badass thing I've ever done.
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Nah. The Dude was pretty badass, but he's such a pushover. I mean, bringing you back from the dead was cool. But this was actually difficult.
[The doctors are like WHAT ARE PROTAGS EVEN]
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Oh.]
I'll thank you a million times for that.
[...] Thank you.
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What's the difference between an ez-bake oven and a regular one?
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So! We're calling her Blue Ember, right? You remembered that for the birth certificate?
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[Oh come here you fussy baby. Hilda adjusts so that she can start breastfeeding, looking quite pleased with herself all-in-all.]
Next time, though, C-section.
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...Go for the C-section. [...] Please. [Because uh. That. That was scary. Like really scary. And if it was scary for him, he can't imagine what it was like for Hilda.
You know, not to mention that she's hospital bound for another few days. Let's just not, okay.]
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[Hilda saying this while breastfeeding, in the middle of all of that...]
Go home and shower and stuff. Get some breakfast for us, and bring diapers and other baby things.
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What do you want to eat?
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[But not before saying goodbye to their precious adorable daughter okay no the faster he goes the faster he can get back bbl]
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going.
He returns later with baby supplies! ...And one of the take-out containers from a restaurant. Guess what he burned way too much money on.
He's got a quickly thrown together egg sandwich that is literally just eggs and bread for himself, but there's something more important than food that he's worrying about right now. Something he found at home with his name on it.]
How's she doing?
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