"Holy- Cod damn- Oh Cod!" Tikore was freaking out, three pregnancy tests laying askew on his bed.
They were all positive. All of them.
"Karu's gonna cull me! Than Dakota! Oh cod, oh cod!" He ran a hand through his hair and bit his lip worriedly.
Don't get it wrong here, he was joyous over the fact he'd have a grub! It's just...his brother's overprotective a lot and well...
Yeah.
Besides, technically Hikaru hasn't even met Dakota!
The Page rubbed a hand over his stomach, fins fluttering wildly. "I'm gonna have a grub...A cute, little tiny grub..."
Marshall Lee leaned against the doorframe with a red, slightly greyish now, apple in his hand. "I'd run to Kota and destroy the evidence if I were you. Karu's comin' to see what all the yelling's about."
