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* ˚ ✦ Hi I'm not sure if your taking requests but if you are, can you please do one where nat is a ballet teacher and is pregnant ( before she goes on maternity leave) and even tho her bump is really big she stills try's to help her students and her students are trying to get her to take a break in her office, but she is stubborn and won't, and after we are born another dance teacher is teaching her class, but nat wants to come see her student and show them us and just lots of fluff and love thx

le carnaval des animaux - camille saint-säens
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warning nooooone :)
age // then newborn

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Natasha was determined to work until she couldn't any more. She was stubborn like that. Can we blame her though? That dance studio was her life. She built it from the ground, with the last of her savings. It was her second home, or home away from home. Just the idea of staying home and relax until the arrival of her baby felt like a foreign concept to her which was why she was still teaching... at seven and a half month pregnant.

Her students and colleagues, including her closest friend Wanda, begged and begged her to start her maternity leave now. But Natasha refused, she will keep going until she can't any more. It was within her rights to take some time off, but Natasha wouldn't hear any of it.

So her colleagues settled on watching her like hawks. They didn't want to risk anything. It annoyed Natasha of course, but deep down she knew they only wanted what was best for her.

Her students were sceptical watching her teach. She still was an amazing teacher there was no doubts about that mv but sometimes they'd worry. Natasha being Natasha, she always wanted to help her students improve and most of the time it was by doing the move with them, or correcting their posture. With her large baby bump getting in the way, it was becoming harder and harder for the redhead to do so.

She watched as her students warmed up for today's, noticing one of them having a slight issue with her jumps. Nothing grated on her nerves more, except unpointed feet, than locked knees when landing from a jump. Not only is it bad for your joints, but it's not practical. "Clarissa, watch your knees." She pointed out, pushing herself off the chair she had been sitting in with difficulty to head over to her student to offer some help. "Try that again."

Following direction, the young dancer tried again and unfortunately repeated the same mistake causing Natasha to tut. "No no, you're supposed to land on a pliée. It'll cushion your joints and muscles from impact, and prepare you for the next step. Here let me show yo–" Natasha was interrupted quickly by her students. Helping them with hand placements was one thing, but this was maybe too much.

"No!"

"No?" She asked. She raised an eyebrow, almost daring ehr students to say that again. She was known to be pretty strict when she wants to be. What she says goes, so this kind of little act of rebellion, despite it being for her own good, was rare.

"No." Wanda, who had been watching from the threshold of the room, stepped in. If Natasha wasn't going to listen to her students, surely she'll listen to her colleague and friend.

"I'll be fine." Natasha brushed off.

Wanda made her way through the room and was now in arms reach of Natasha. She placed her hands on the redhead shoulders and pushed her out of the room. "I don't think so... Maybe you should take a break hmm?" She spoke.