Saved From The Light (Bad Sanses x Blue)

9 Months

First trimester

*I am legit looking all of this up to be accurate, they barely tell you jack shit in health class*

Blue apologized a lot. He apologized for being slower and lazier. He apologized for rushing out, often in the middle of a sentence, to heave his non-existant guts out. He apologized for being more hingry than usual. And sometimes he apologized and cried for absolutely no reason at all.
As the first three months went on, Blue started to glow. Not radioactively or anything, but his bones had more shine to them. All 8 partners took the opportunity to call him their angel. Blue always flustered around that name.

Second trimester

Blue's symptoms had lessened for the most part, but he started to complain of being heavy, to the point where most of the guys would rather get things for him themselves then have him get up, despite Blue insisting it was just a little pain and he could do it himself.
Blue gasped. Dust, who had been watching him today, turned to him quickly. "What, is something wrong?"
"No, I...I don't think so...c'mere, give me your hand."
Dust frowned, giving Blue his hand, as Blue gently placed it over his swolen stomach. Dust waited a minute, and then he felt it. A little kick. "Oh my gosh...hey little guy..."
"Or girl."
"Or girl." Dust laughed. Blue hummed as he scooted closer to Dust. "Tured?"
"Yeah..."
"Go ahead, take a nap. We can tell the others when they get back.

How many?

Blue gasped at the freezing feeling of the gel on his stomach. The nurse hummed, motioning to Error to hold his hand as she began to slide the little device around Blue's stomach. "Ereything seems healthy..." She paused. Blue's eyes widened.
"Is something wrong?"
"No, I don't think so...there's another heartbeat though, hang on..." Blue looked at the screen as she continued to move around.
"No wonder you've been feeling so much pain...congratulations, Blue. It seems you're going to have three little bundles of joy."
On the screen, three little lumps squirmed inside Blue's stomach. Blue smiled. "That's amazing..."

Third trimester

Blue had had a lot of trouble sleeping, and had begun to increasingly have a sort of 'nesting instinct'. He could immediately tell what could and couldn't be with the baby, and all weapons were confined to the training room, which was locked. Blue, who hadn't wanted to know the genders of any of his children, grew frustrated with the whole, girl is pink, boy is blue, scheme, that him, Error, Horror, Razz, and Cross built the entire nursery by themselves, Blue not doing a lot of it due to his overprotective lovers. The babies were also moving around a lot more, causing discomfort for their mother.

Delivery

Killer nervously waited outside the room. Why, oh why, couldn't he be in there to help Blue? He could hear his lover screaming inside the delivery room. Please, little ones, don't hurt him too much, alright?
"Killer?"
Killer stood up. "Yeah? Is he okay?"
"He's tired. He'll be stayin here overnight, but you can go in and see them if you'd like."
Killer rushed into the room. Blue slowly looked up at him with a smile. "Hey..." The three little sleeping bundles, two little girls and a boy, mewled and squirmed in his arms. "You...you wanna hold one?"
"Yeah..." Killer picked up one of the girls. She had black bones, with dark blue tear streaks under one eye, and a cracked skull.
The other girl had white bones, with black tear streaks under her red and purple star-shaped eyes.
And the boy had a red, scar-like birthmark under one eye, with sharp teeth and simple white and blue eyes. Teo little writhing tentacles were present on his back as he grabved at Blue's hand.
Killer smiled. He could already tell who represented who. He couldn't wait yo introduce them to the rest of the family.

*name suggustions are welcome. Also, can you tell which child represent who?*