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Time skip 6 months later into Dream's pregnancy...
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Me and mator are at the store looking for baby clothes. Recently, we had found out that our baby is a girl. Or in other words, baba grill.

We've also been searching for room decoration for our baby, and cribs and such. We gotta give a real dope crib.

And most important of all, we've been thinking about our baba girlie's name. It's almost officially been decided, she will be named Gasolien. How beautiful, it reminds me both of Mator and Mcqueen.

A few moments later, me and mator leave the store with the cutest clothes for our baby, and some baby toys.

Me and mator get home, and i'm about to make dinner. Until I hear mayor's phone going off for the 69th time. It had been getting to me a bit, the fact that mator is constantly getting these messages and responding, or how he's almost never home and out at the bar. How will he be able to raise this baby if he's never here? It worries me that there's a possibility he'll leave before Gasolien is born. But I don't like to think too much about it. Sometimes I just tell myself i'm only overthinking it.

While i'm in the kitchen cutting up some vegetables, mator's phone is going off again. I watch him pick up the phone, and he responds to whoever was messaging him. It concerned me a bit, the way he was typing ever so happily to this person, and smiling at the phone.
  
  That's when I had snapped.

  I threw the knife down at the cutting board, walked over to mator, snatched his phone RIGHT OUT OF HIS HAND AND THREW IT ONTO THE FLOOR, PRESSING MY FOOT ONTO IT AND BREAKING THE SCREEN.

  Mator stared at me in shock, as I stood in front of him panting. "D-Dreamy poo...?" I was so filled with rage, i could barely even stand to look at him. "I'm just so tired of this.. of your constant lying and disloyalty towards me. Maybe if you didn't always leave the house all the time, and go to the bar, I would have NO FREAKING ISSUE!"

  I stormed out of the house, bawling my eyes out, and slamming the door behind me. I ran down the driveway until my vision started to go fuzzy...

  I could faintly hear Mator yelling out the door. I just wanted to feel loved by him again, i just didn't even know what to think anymore.. what about our baby? Our relationship? Our plans for the future? Suddenly, my vision was getting even worse, and I could feel my legs giving out..

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