Chapter 12: Baby's Gender!!!

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*Time Skip*

I've been so inpatient to know the gender of our baby. You see, the thing is the gods/goddesses can see the gender of a unborn baby. The thing is I can't since I'm the mother of this baby. Dianite has been keeping the gender all to himself.

"Dianite!!! Please tell me the gender!!!" I cried.

"You sure you want to know?" he asked.

"YES!!!"

"Geez so whiny."

"Well I am pregnant."

"Fine...The gender is...."

"Is what?!"

"A...girl!"

"Really?!"

"Yes," he answered. I smiled, Dianite held out his arms and I jumped into his arms.

"I love you Dianite and I'll love you no matter what you look like Diamond," I said and I rubbed on tummy.

"She's our princess," Dianite said as he put his hand on my stomach. Then she kicked.

"I guess she like the idea already," I say. "I have a song of our baby girl."

"Then sing it," Dianite said.

"Scream, shout

Scream, shout

We are the fallen angels

We are the in between cast down this on the world

Struck to the earth like lightning on this world we're torn

We will cause the pain of living out there, love

Take joy in who you are

We know how wings are flown

We're bored to death in heaven and down alone in hell

We only want to be ourselves

[Chorus]

We scream, we shout

We are the fallen angels

We scream, we shout, whoa whoa

Too lost to see the road

No need to feel this sorrow

We scream, we shout, whoa

We are the fallen angels

Follow the morning star

On a land when darkness failed

The passion left unholy

Now you found yourself

We have nowhere to go, no one to wish us well

A cry to find a home, our stories they will tell

We're bored to death in heavens and down the alone in hell

We only want to be ourselves

[Chorus]

Scream, shout

We are the fallen angels

Scream, shout

[Chorus]

We scream, we shout

We are the fallen angels

We scream, we shout

Whoa, whoa

We shout

We are the fallen angels," I finished.

"We all are fallen angels," Dianite said. Then he place a kiss on my forehead and one on my tummy. I giggled as he kissed my tummy. I love my life.

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