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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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 Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 8:39 pm
Aranyani woke up and hurried off to the bathroom. Her hands over her mouth as she made it to the toilet and threw up. She clung to the side of it as she was sick, tears fell from her eyes. It had been like this for the last few days. Sick in the morning and then starving through out the day. She had thought she was just sick till yesterday morning when she was in class with Alice she had gotten sick and Alice talked toher, and told her she was probably with child. Ara had been so happy about it that she hadn't been able to tell Morph yet, who still thought she had some kind of stomach flu. She sat on the floor and groaned as she kept her hair out of her face and out of the toilet. She flushed it and waited to see if anything else would come up. She would tell Morph this morning. She held her stomach as she fought off another need to vomit. She kept it all down and stood shakily to go sit at the table.Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 9:42 pm
Morph stirred, rolling over as Ara hurried out of the bed they shared. Burying his head in the pillow slightly, he cocked an ear and listened in the direction of the bathroom. Oh... Not exactly the best sound to wake up to. Sighing quietly to himself Morph sat up and pulled on a t-shirt, then padded over to the bathroom, trying not to wake up Elijah. Things had been different since the little Toyger had entered their lives. Morph supposed it would be good practice for when they had kits of their own running around, but still, it took a little getting used to. It was nice though, starting out with a young one that could take care of himself better than a newborn, so at least there was less stress involved.
Lately though, as in the past few days, Ara had gotten sick and, like this morning had a rather upset stomach. Still frowning in worry, he decided he should get some water for her instead of bothering her right after she had thrown up. Moving to the kitchen, he poured a glass of water then set it down on the table and sat down himself; waiting for her to emerge from the restroom.
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 11:12 am
 He slept with better dreams than he had had in a long, long while. The collar's spikes couldn't bother him anymore as he lolled about in his bed, and even the bed itself was the softest he had ever had. It was like being picked up by an angel, Elijah thought. A mistaken mother that had turned into his true adopted one, and with a father! He had never had one of those, or at least not one he could recall. 'Twas lucky for Morph, for otherwise he might have had bitter luck getting the kitten to conform to his cares; males mostly had bad impressions upon Elijah so far. Humans, cats, it didn't matter.
But this did. Oh God almighty, this mattered to him so, so very much. He would never be able to repay the couple for their kindness.
Which was why Elijah felt distressed when Mama Ara continued to look, sound, smell, and feel sick. Had she eaten something bad? Or contracted something? But then why weren't they getting sick too? Maybe it only targeted females . . . The most he could do was offer comfort and watch (in the metaphorical sense) as Papa Morph tried to adhere to her needs. Hardly enough! Even now, she heard the bathroom door close and Mama's retching and, still half asleep himself, the kitten cringed at the imagery in his mind. Was it going to let up soon? Oh God, please let her be okay.
Next he heard Papa stir and move to the kitchen, probably to fetch her something to calm her stomach down again. Should he help him? Mama's footsteps echoed down the hall as she exited the bathroom minutes later, heading to the kitchen as well . . . Were they discussing what to do next? Elijah yawned and began to stretch, claws extending to knead the blanket as he roused himself. He shouldn't be sleeping when Mama was sick! He should be helping!
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 4:24 pm
Ara sat at the table and saw Morph waiting there with a glass of water for her. "Thanks love." she said softly as she took the glass and drank happily. Her mouth hated her right now and she looked around to make sure she hadn't woken Elijah. "I hate waking up like this. But..." she played with her glass between her hands. "Its going to happen for a while. I was sick in class with Alice yesterday...and She said like it sounded like when she was with kits...So i think our trying worked." she said with a bright smile as she sipped water again. She purred as she seemed to glow with happiness at finally being able to tell him. She saw that Elijah was getting up and smiled as she pulled the child into her lap. "Oh Elijah your going to have some siblings soon! Just you wait! Thats why i've been sick. Cause i'm going to have babies!" She said with a happy purr as she snuggled the child in her lap happily. "Who wants food?" She said with a smile.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Aug 16, 2010 11:51 pm
Morph nodded, smiling softly at her. “Of course.” It wasn’t the most pleasant thing to wake up to, and he hated the fact that it was now the third day in a row that she had been like this, without much sign of improvement. He opened his mouth to comment, but shut it again as she continued her sentence. But moments later his mouth was wide open in surprise again and he stared at her, grinning in happiness and amazement. "Oh wow! That's great! Besides the vomiting and upset stomach, i mean." He chuckled, smiling a little softer as she went to go pick up Elijah. Looking at her now, you wouldn’t even know she had been throwing up last night’s dinner only a few minutes ago. He smiled a little wider when she came back to the table, letting her say good morning to the smaller Toyger. There was still a little bit of uncertainty between the two males, but it was growing smaller over time. When she asked about food Morph laughed aloud. She really seemed like an entirely different person. He even seemed to glow a little himself; glad she was so overcome with joy about the news, and that her mind was here, rather than dwelling on past troubles. Still beaming, he got up, heading into the kitchen. “I’ll make breakfast today. What does everyone want?”
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 6:39 am
He had accidentally knocked over his cross next to his bed and was now wincing with a tiny limp as the toes of his backleg curled inward against the pain. He thought he had heard . . . "food". The word made him hungry in response, and he hastened forward - only to be snatched up by Mama Ara and snuggled with a stream of information hitting him at seemingly the speed of light.
Wait, why were they making food in front of her? Was she feeling better? What about siblings? Why were they making her sick? They should be a lot nicer than that! "U-Um . . . Scramble eggs?" Elijah put forth, nuzzling against her instinctually but unsure how to respond. Brothers and sisters meant having more playmates, sure, but he had never been the most sociable kitten. Mama and Papa, sure. Others? Not so much . . .
That meant sharing a lot of things he probably didn't want to share. Or more noise. Or less of Mama's attention. Maybe even less of Papa's cooking . . . "When?" Elijah asked her. "When're they c-coming?"
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 9:13 pm
Ara smiled at Elijah and kissed his foot that the cross had fallen onto. "Oh are you ok Elijah! I'm sorry for all that at once. Ok love lots of scrambled eggs and toast. No bacon for me today its too greasy for me today." She looked at Elijah and smiled. "It wont be for a while. I have to grow them till their bigger. Cause right now their really small. They are growing in my tummy." She said rubbing her belly with a smile. "Mama is going to get fat and scary till their born. No more dancing for me for a while. But i can still sing atleast!" she said hugging elijah with a smile as she watched Morph cooking. "Do we have any fruit left too?" she asked with a purr as she nuzzled her 'son' and smiled. "Are you excited Elijah? Or are you scared to share me with others when they get here??" she asked with a smile.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 11:01 pm
Morph listened to the pair of them as he rummaged around, smiling at Ara’s description of how she’d change over the coming months. “Eggs and toast, coming up!” He called cheerily, getting out the pan and setting it on the stove top. Getting eggs out of the refrigerator and a loaf out of the bread box he set about making breakfast. Humming quietly, he cracked the eggs, separating the yoke from the egg whites over the sink. Making eggs and toast was certainly easy enough, and often times his and Ara’s means wouldn’t require a whole lot of preparation, save for baked goods and the like. Morph was taking a cooking class to improve his overall skill, plus, he had learned a little from Mirelle when she was taking care of him. Granted, a lot of their meals during those days came straight from the marketplace, whether from friendly handouts or fast paws. Morph smiled to himself, remembering how simple things had seemed; eating, sleeping, playing guitar, more sleeping. Pulling himself out of his memories he glanced around, just as the toast popped up. Glancing back around the kitchen to make sure everything was still under control he called over his shoulder. “Yeah, I’m sure we still have some fruit. What would you like?”
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 6:35 am
Mama was talking so fast, his mind was scrambling to keep up so soon after waking up. Scrambling like . . . like eggs. Oh wow, that smelled really good! He was trying to concentrate more on that then the really, really weird description Mama was giving him. The one that was beginning to make him stiffen with the vivid imagery going through his mind:
Mama Ara, patting a belly that was flat, and then it began to bulge outward more and more until it was half her size, writhing with the imprints of kittens paws and claws. And the mewling! Oh God help him the sound was pitying, like they couldn't breathe in there and were desperate to get out, crying for Mama, and then they were starting to use their claws to try and rip a hole -
The kitten shuddered violently in response to her question and whimpered, actually tearing up. Th-Those monsters! "D-Don't have them," Elijah muttered to her as quietly as he could while Papa was away. "Mama, you c-can't have them!" He was finding himself kneading her skirts and skin even with the anxiety, as he did when stressed. "O-Or if you have to, give 'em t-to s-s-someone else. P-Please!" He was worried for her safety and couldn't believe Papa was taking this so calmly.
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Posted: Fri Aug 20, 2010 9:43 am
"Oh any fruit would be wonderful love!" She called over to Morph before looking back to Elijah. Ara frowned at him as he seemed to get upset at the idea. She sighed and looked over him as she stroked his face calmly. "Elijah why are you so upset about me having them. women have kittens all the time. Its how you were made and how me and papa were made. We all came from someone." She said as she pulled him close into a hug. "I'll never love them more then i love my first child though. So do not be worried that i wont love you the same Elijah." she said softly as she snuggled the child and purred softly. "Your still our first." She said not thinking he was worried about the kittens clawing their way out of her belly.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 9:07 pm
“Alright!” Morph replied, flipping the scrambled eggs over one more time to check that they were nicely done on both sides. Then he transferred them to a plate and turned off the stove, grabbing the toast out of the toaster and putting in a few more slices of bread for later. Setting the plate on the counter, he selected fruit from the bowl where they were kept; a couple nectarines, his and Ara’s favorite, and an apple, a banana and a kiwi. Elijah still hadn’t found a favorite fruit yet, not having had fruit before being adopted, so they were trying everything as it became available to see what he liked. Opening up a cabinet, Morph pulled out plates, glasses and silverware for the three of them and walked back to the table where the other two still sat. He set the table, giving Ara a small smile and glancing down at Elijah; he seemed somewhat upset. Curious, but at the same time still a little busy, Morph returned to the kitchen to get the food, as well as milk and orange juice from the fridge, and brought it back to the table. Setting back down at last, the mixed tom looked from one Toyger to the other. “Is everything alright?” He asked with a little concern.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 9:35 pm
If anything, though, Aranyani's words were startling the kitten even worse rather than soothing him. They'd all burst out from their mother's stomachs like horrible aliens?! Without preamble and coincidentally just as Morph sat down, Elijah gave a sharp wail. It explained everything! Oh God, it explained why Mama wasn't around! He'd either really hurt her when he was born and she didn't want to deal with it, or . . . or . . . !! The distraught kitten's nails dug deeper and deeper into Ara's skirts and skin, and he momentarily forgot about hunger and the nice food Papa had made.
Those kittens were going to kill her just like he did his own blood mother!
"Y-You c-c-can't!" Elijah cried, blindly looking about where he assumed his parents were sitting. Nothing about the first son's love made it through to him, not when he was so caught up in his fear and guilt and God knew what other emotions he couldn't name yet. Voice choking into what he was surprised to notice sounded like a sob, he unclenched his claws and buried his head deep into Mama Ara's stomach (it took several tries to find, but still), like he was simultaneously trying to nuzzle her and force the incubating spawn away. Go away, go away, go away, go away, he chanted in his thoughts, too busy to be shamed by his tears.
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Tiger_Kisa699 Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 10:01 pm
Ara looked at morph and smiled as he set the table. Her eyes fell to Elijah and she frowned as he felt more and more upset. she didnt mind the nails in her leg at all but she hated seeing him so upset. She listened to him and watched as tears filled his eyes and watched as he snugged her belly. she felt her eyes fill with tears and she pulled him up away from her belly to hug him tightly. "Elijah tell me whats wrong? Why are you scared and upset about the babies? Why cant i have them?" Her voice shook as she held onto him tightly to help him feel better as her own tears fell down her face. she was so worried that Elijah was going to hate them for having babies of their own to add to the family...she loved having him here, he was her son as far as she was concerned, but she wanted more. Had always wanted alot of kids! She held onto him and cried as she closed her eyes. she didnt notice that Morph was at the table now, she was just worried about what had her little one, her first one, so upset about this.
Spicy Marmalade! Now that it's exploded into being, seize hold of this evening's chance.
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Posted: Sat Aug 21, 2010 11:08 pm
Morph started, watching wide-eyed as Elijah became more and more distraught. What had been going on while he was cooking? She can’t what? “A-ara?” He stammered quietly, as her eyes filled with tears. What a way to start a pregnancy… He thought to himself wryly. Well, if he has no prior information, I guess some confusion is bound to happen… but I wouldn’t have expected anything like this…
Taking a deep, calming breath, Morph got up and moved over to sit next to Ara and Elijah. “Elijah. Hey, let’s talk about this, okay? Tell us what’s up, huh? So that way we can explain everything.” He glanced over at Ara, but she seemed to be just as upset as he was. Well, at least we’re getting good practice for when more little one’s come. Heaven forbid that we should deal with more of this at the same time. But hey…practice. Morph snorted internally. Reaching over gently, he rubbed between Ara’s shoulder blades slowly, hoping that it might calm her down. Continuing to rub between her shoulder blades, Morph looked from one Toyger to the other, waiting for one to calm down enough for at least mildly rational conversation. Goodness. The idea of fatherhood is making me quite sardonic.
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