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"Sounds erm...interesting. But it's good to have you back." Teagan said, swallowing the last of her pizza before jumping off the counter to get some juice. She poured herself a small glass, taking a sip before hopping back up onto the counter.

She swung her feet back and forth idly, daydreaming a bit as she downed the rest of her juice.

He stopped, turning halfway around to look at her. Thoes elf-like ears lifted slightly, much like a dog's would when you called its name. "Huh?" He said, thin blond eyebrows lifting slightly. Tail swished back and forth slightly as he turned to face her. One of thoes long toe-claws tapped the floor lightly, much like someone tapping their finger on a desk. It was just something he did when he was either frustrated, or nervous.

(*Dances like a retard to One More Time by Daft Punk* WHEEEE!!! randomness!!)

Pietro struggled with all his heart to be serious. After all, the only births he'd ever witnessed before were those goofy sitcom scenes where the woman would either crush her husband's hand or the husband would look down there and subsequently pass out. Now, at least, he knew why.

Still, he reached for the baby, attempting to help guide it out. All the while, he kept speaking to Sasha. "Come on Sasha push... push... push come on baby push!" he shouted with more passion as he became more excitable.

Meanwhile, Beast was getting rather irritated with the juvenile behavior of those who had surrounded the scene. He turned, and bore his fangs toward Freya and all the others who had filed into the room. He was particularly irritated at Freya, who seemed to be making light of the situation whether she realized it or not.

"Get! Out! Of! The! ROOM!" he snarled, doing all he could to contain his anger lest he threaten the baby. But it didn't seem to matter. The baby was pushing out much faster than expected, almost as if it were impatient to get on with its life. Henry, along with Pietro, held their collective breaths. None of them were sure exactly what would happen... and none of them were hearing any crying yet.

"I'd actually appreciate the company since my roommate ran off..." Gen said, trying to think of the least threatening phrase or at least the least one that sounded like she was trying to really want him to stay. "We met earlier, sorta... I'm Gen. What was your name again?"

Pietro and Sasha both grew white as they heard the news. Pietro had no idea what might be going through her mind at the moment, but as for himself, there was one singular emotion going through his. Guilt. It was all he could feel at the moment. He was the one who helped cause this mess, he was the one who left right afterward, and worst of all, even at this point, there was still a part of his mind that was desperately hoping this would all go away. But now... oh god now...

He looked down at his gloves, still stained with the blood from the birth, and his vision began to go blurry. It was something he was very unaccustomed to... he was crying.

"Oh god..." he studdered before throwing himself at Sasha's side, hugging her waist as he tried to hold back tears. "Oh god I'm so sorry... I'm so... oh god I'm sorry..." he repeated, again and again.

Cathy had been standing in mute shock. She was also about to have a melt down on Hank. "Oh Sasha baby....I'm so sorry...." She looked at the poor girl before anger registered in her eyes. Meltdown imanant she turned to face Hank when he passed out on her. Confused by that she looked at Pietro and noticed a very active baby in his arms. "HA!" She explaimed. "I knew that blue furball was full of hot air...." She said smiling. She looked at Pietro. "Congradulations there...she's adorable...." She looked back at Sasha. "Congrads hun..." She leaned over the little girl. "Aaaaawww.....look at that face....she's so cute...." Cathy was a sucker for babies.


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"Sure Morgan. Anything you want." Jamie said, steeling himself for whatever was about to happen. Jamie looked at Morgan as he thought about what might be thrown at him in the upcoming simulation. Looking at Morgan, Jamie was flooded with a deep depression, mostly at how much Morgan had changed in the past year. Well, more than a year. Jamie couldn't trace exactly when the change had become so noticable, but he had changed, become darker, more brutal. Less compassionate. Jamie sighed.

"Alright, I'm ready."

Sasha smiled, tears still running down her cheeks. "Oh... my precious baby," she smiled. The baby smiled up at her mother with beautiful maroon eyes. She had a little bit of hair, from which it was evident she got Pietro's white hair and Sasha's eyes.

Hank finally came to. "Sasha, you need to support the baby properly," he said as he helped her. Then he began examining the baby, and writing down notes. "Extraordinary," he said.

Sasha then let Sonya hold the baby, who played with her hair. "Yeah, same color as mine," she said as she was about to sneeze. She sneezed to the side, and sparks came out from her mouth.

"Give the baby back!" said Sasha dryly.

"I'll go tell everybody," Sonya said. "What will you name her?"

Sasha then gave Cathy the baby. She was about to answer when Pietro came up with his idea. "No freaking way we're embarassing our kid with a name like that! She'll get beat up!" she yelled. The baby began to cry.

"Sasha, dont be angry and loud around the baby," said Hank. Cathy then gave the baby back to Sasha.

"Here, you guys are the only ones who haven't held her yet," Sasha said to Freya and Wanda. "Here, go to your aunt."

She gave the crying baby to Wanda, who stopped in Wanda's arms. She looked up at Wanda and giggled.

"How about Anastasia Magda Donavich... " suggested Sasha.

"After your mom?" asked Sonya.

Sasha nodded. Sonya then went to tell the news to everyone else in the mansion.