Reknitting the yarn of Time

Why?

"Searcher!" Umbra angrily snarled.

"What did I do now?" The beanpole asked his husband.

Umbra stomped into the room, with the six month old Solas in his arms, his own eye lights were filled with way too much amusement.

"You used your godly power while you was under that last Lust flower." Umbra hissed.

Searcher started to bang his head against a wall, or he would have, if he didn't pull out a bar of chocolate for Umbra.

"You powered right through the protection that I put in place to stop this until Solas was older and weaned, and look at what you did!" Umbra cried, summoning his Soul, as two tiny Soullings swirled inside the golden depths.

"I'm sorry Love... Would Chocolate make you feel better?" He offered the Chocolate Bar to Umbra.

"No, because as of this morning, I found myself reacting to my hot chocolate, and I did a check... I better be able to have chocolate soon." Umbra growled, putting his Soul away.

'Siblings!' Sweet Solas said, laughing from his body, and in his mind.

"Right.. Solas, we're going to have to wean you a bit faster than I was planning." Umbra sighed.

'It's okay, I really liked the mushed carrots!' The tiny light guardian chirped, after all, he was getting younger siblings to play with! 'Lets go back to learning to how to crawl Mama!'

Searcher put the chocolate back where he got it from. "Okay Love, is there anything that you really want now? I can afford to take some time off of building Reapertale, and I can grab it for you."

"Pears..." Umbra said, his voice was sour with annoyance.

"Okay... I'll go and grab them and some young pear trees... It might be better for us to grow our own pears if you keep on wanting to have them when you're pregnant." Searcher squeaked. "And if I see any Lust Flowers, I'll cremate them, and I'll wear a facemask."

"Ser.. I am not growing Pear trees here, or in Reapertale. Because after this pregnancy, any other pregnancies that I'll have will be very spaced out. After all, I have to keep my ecto summoned until the babies are weaned... And I'd like to have no extra ecto for a while." Umbra ground out, and knowing Ser, Fate would have him trip over the cursed flowers at the worst possible time.

"Yes Love... I'll just go and grab the pears now..." Searcher squeaked, before he put several layers of facemasks on his face, and he left to grab some pears for Umbra.

Once he was gone, Umbra started an argument with the Fates, he had no clue why they had an obsession to see him pregnant.

He was also pretty sure that one of them was summoning the cursed flowers just for Ser to trip over them.

Solas yawned and he took a nap.

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Searcher eventually returned with the pears, and several char marks on his bones.

"Do I want to know?" Umbra asked curiously, he was on the floor as Solas was crawling... It was kinda of more like a wiggle.

"No... You don't want to know." Searcher told him, as he handed the pears over to Umbra.

"If you're sure..." Umbra said, with his bone brows raised.

'Papa up!' Solas begged.

"Yes... I'm sure." Searcher said as he picked Solas up. "I was thinking of Pizza for dinner, or ravioli, any suggestions?" Umbra asked, getting to his feet, clutching his pears.

"Pizza sounds nice." Searcher said, as he began to gently tickle Solas.

Clear giggles came from Solas, with his tiny arms hugging his father's chest.

"Ohh.. I just remembered, I picked up those mushrooms that both of us liked, we can have that on it!" Umbra cheerfully said, feeling a lot less... angry about his newest pregnancy.

"That would be lovely." Searcher gently nuzzled Solas.

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That night Ser discovered that a newly pregnant Umbra, didn't need the Lust Flowers to be going at it like rabbits.

It wasn't like he could get more pregnant, right?

"Aww, come on!" Umbra cried, discovering a third Soulling, in the morning.

Searcher whimpered. "Why are they doing this to us?"

"It shouldn't even be possible." Umbra said, in shock.

But unknown to them, the mushrooms that they liked were unknown fertility boosters...

"I just want it to stop!" Searcher cried. "Or to carry the next pregnancy! It's not right that you had to carry four children, without a break!"

The Fates laughed, Ser just wasn't a Carrier, unless a Palette was involved, and Umbra looked wonderful when he was pregnant.

Searcher whimpered, again.