Sorry for all the spelling and grammar mistakes. This is a Wattpad fanfiction not an English essay. And my gramma and spelling is just bad in general :P
Floyd face immediately lit up, almost as if his smile were too big for his face."How- how is this even possible- its- its a miracle!" Floyd exclaimed "Floyd?" You say nervously. "Yes, my love?". "My parents are going to kill me. What do we do? Well have to run away and ill never be able to show my face in the human realm again".You stress out loud. "Hey hey slow down, no one is going to ran anywhere and if your parents really love you they will understand our situation and show their love and support for you, dont worry we will figure out a way to tell them without them getting mad, i promise, we will be ok."You cry into floyds arms hoping it will all be ok. Hoping that your parents will accept you.
"Oh god, what if your parents dont like me, argghhh i didnt think of that, they are never going to acept a 2 inch troll as their daughters husband. Heck, i cant even reach the top shelf of the kitchen, let alone care for a human baby, what have a done? I cant possibly be a successful dad, how am i going to be there for her when she spends most of her time looking out for me because im so small. What have i done to her. Ive ruined her life I RUINED EVERYTHING.... How could she look at me the same ever agin, knowing what ive done to her. I didnt even think it would be possible. What would a troll cross human baby even look like? Would it be safe in the world we live in?
2 weeks had passed since you had revealed the news to floyd. The concerns we both had still strong. Im scared. Id never wanted kids. But now feeling it move inside me. So alive, so small, so pure and innocent. I have the urge to protect it will all my life. I just hope i can give them all they need. What if my body isnt made to safekeep a baby? Im so go dam scared for it. What would my parents say? How is this possible? Will the baby be ok? Was it even going to be human? What if i cant give it the life it needs? Floyd had been rushing around non stop setting up the house in preparation, while also cooking most the meals considering your state. Would having a troll cross human baby be deadly? Would me and the baby come out alive?
Floyd was use to me non stop bombarding him with my worries and concerns. For my sake he hid any concerns he had to keep me calm. He had always reassured me that it was all going to be ok and that he promises things will work out. It had helped a lot. Floyd walked though the living room with a bunch of baby supplies. "Hey sweety, are are you feeling? You ive set up the room. If you let me tell branch the news im sure hed let us saty until were comfortable to move out once the baby comes." Floyd asked. A rush of anxiety stikes me like a lightning bolt. "N- No. Branch cant know. No one can know. No one. Im so scared. I just want to disappear. I just want to hide away and cry." You whimper. Floyd flashes you a look of sympathy and wraps his arms around you and you feel the warmth of his skin pull you to another place. Some place much calmer and radiates with safety. You feel his soft pink hair brush your ears and you practically melt in his arms. After a while floyd responds to your reply. "Ok. Ok. We dont have to tell him yet, i know how hard this must be for you. We still have 3 weeks before he gets back from his vacation with poppy. If it helps theres a quite cafe just 5 minutes drive from here, it might help to get some air." You slowly nod in agreement. I trust you floyd. I know ill be safe with you. Floyd then drives you to the nice and quite caffe next to a beach the the waves rolling calmly on the shore. For the first time in weeks, you remember how to breathe. While your looking out calmly into the ocean.
floyd glances over at you, his gaze softens and he smiles to see how the small outing had improved the state my mind was in. Things were going to be ok. I will protect you for as long as i am alive. I may not be able to be a normal dad to this child but i know i can do the best i can.
I feel small movement in my tummy. I put my hand there and feel and take in the moment. I will protect this baby with my life.This is my child. My son or daughter.
Regardless of what my parents say. I have no regrets.
OH MY GOD WHAT AM I WRITING.
ANYWAYS HERES YOU FOOD YOU FREAKY FLOYD SIMPS!
