Arcana Parent Scenarios

They find/find out about and meet you

Heads up. The way I use mother and father in this story has nothing to do with the gender of the other parent. I define the mother as who carried and gave birth and the father as who sired the baby.

Asra

Asra was sitting on the bed he shared with his spouse waiting for them to come to bed. He was reading a book with Faust curled around his shoulders when he heard the bathroom door open and saw his spouse with a strange look on their face.

"Is something wrong?"

"No my dear. Everything is fine." They gave him a reassuring smile which he returned and patted the bed. They gratefully climbed under the covers and turned to face their husband. "Asra?"

"Hmm?"

"What do you think about children?" Asras eyes widened.

"I've never really thought about it. I know I would love at least one child, but I never thought that deeply about it." He watched as his spouses face looked at him scared.

"Well, maybe start thinking deeply." They said softly taking his hand to their abdomen.

"A-are you-?" They nodded with tears in their eyes. Asra smiled but immediately turned concerned. They both had been told that it would be rare to get pregnant and very high risk. But aside from that, this baby would be a mix of the two of them and he would love them no matter what. Asra was pulled out of his thoughts by hearing soft sobs next to him and realized just how scared his spouse was.

"I-I don't-t wan-nt t-to loo-ose them-m." Asras face softened. He kissed their tears and held them close.

"We won't. We'll all be a family. I promise." His spouse nodded and buried their face in him and breathing his scent calmly. They stayed that way until morning.

A few months later and the day was finally here. Asra was going to meet the child he and his spouse created. He couldn't be happier, or more nervous. The pregnancy had been hard and when his spouse wasn't sick, the fetus was threatening miscarriage. To combat this, Julien, the self-proclaimed family physician, ordered bed rest until the birth.

Through the cries of his spouse, Asra waited downstairs with Portia and Mazelinka.

"Don't worry Asra. They're strong, and Ilya won't let anything happen to either of them." Asra nodded and sat but immediatly jumped back up hearing cries that were not his spouses. He ran up the stairs and saw his spouse on the bed covered in sweat and exhausted.

"They're here. Julien's cleaning them up now." Asra came to sit on tbe bed and held his spouse as they leaned into him. It was quiet until Julien came back in with the baby wrapped in blankets and handed them to the new parents.

"Congrats, you two. They're a healthy baby (gender)." Looking down at the baby, both parents felt pride swell in their chests. Their child had (skin tone) skin and (hair color) hair.

"Asra, look what we did." Asra laughed.

"They have your nose and ears."

"Here's hoping they look a little like their father." His spouse smiled and started to cough. Asra took their baby from them and set them in the bassinet they had purchased. He watched in horror as his spouse's coughing got worse and vomited before looking at him with red eyes.

"ILYA!" The three came rushing up the stairs and gasped when his spouse vomited again but this time with blood.

"Take the baby and get out of here." Portia rushed over to the bassinet and picked up the child who was now crying. Mazelinka gently pulled Asra out while Julien closed the door.