My Child on the most dangerous SMP

19

Cleaning the House was a simple activity and not very hard.

Well at least for me it wasn't.

"Clown let me help you" I call out from my place on the couch as he Cleans the counters.

"No you're pregnant and just went through some travel. You are to rest and stay seated."

I grumble and pout. "Please clown sitting here and just watching you makes me feel useless."

He walks to me and pulls at my cheeks. " You're not useless your already doing a lot. "

I tap his arm and he releases my cheeks from his wrath.

" Still I can do more. I mean all I have gotten us is into trouble.... It's all my fault we had to leave the server and our home." I say despairingly.

The server was not Clowns and I's first home. Well if you could call those other servers home. They were all miserable and in the end the in fighting got so bad we had to leave.

This server is where we first met. Where we first made our home.

And now thanks to my pranks everyone hates me even though I am weak. At least clown can defend himself.

And what's different about this server is that you can actually die here. No come backs, no revials, nothing. The moment you lose all your hearts your dead.

That's why I am so afraid. Because clown will break if I and the baby die.

Clown growls and forcefully lifts up my chin to face him.

He growls." Listen Branzy I doesn't matter if we leave the server or not nothing matters except if you live. We are not gonna die and we are gonna live happily together on a peaceful server. Got it? "

I nod letting my tears of anxiety finally spill. Clown pulls me in and kisses each tear away before they fall off my cheek.

Im back guys. 2 months gone on a break but I'm back to writing once again