Jurdan Oneshots

《22》

"Jude, are you dying?!?" Cardan exclaims, unable to hide his concern any longer. He'd been observing her for the past few weeks—she was being distant, eating more than usual (did she want to savour her last few meals or something?), getting more irritable day by day, and even more weird stuff like that.

The moment the words left his mouth, the whole room went silent. Vivi dropped her fork, and Heather followed suit. Oak's jaw practically fell to the floor, and Wren, who was meeting Oak's family for the first time, seemed unbothered, barely quirking an eyebrow.

"What?" Questioned Jude, narrowing her eyes at Cardan.

"You've been eating so much lately, as if you want to savour your last few meals on this planet, you've been infinetisemally clingy, you've been so irritable lately, you've been distant, and so much more! What's happening to you?!?" Cardan exclaims.

"Jude, you didn't tell him . . ?" Vivi asked, now suddenly smiling, followed by the others.

"Tell me what, exactly?" Cardan asked her, whipping around so fast that he almost knocks his chair over along with himself and the table.

"Cardan—I'm pregnant," says Jude, in an oddly soft voice.

He stares at her for a few seconds and goes through all the stages of grief before trying (and miserably failing) to end up on one expression.

"What?" Is the only thing that he manages to mutter, his tail now lashing around wildly, "This is a prank, right? Ha! I knew it!" He exclaims, chuckling nervously. "Right?"

"No, Cardan, it's not a prank. I really am pregnant. I was going to tell you in a few days with a grand celebration."

"It's a girl!" Heather practically squeals, unable to contain her excitement any longer.

"Oh, my good Gods, what?!?" This time, it was Cardan's turn to squeal, "I'm gonna be the male adult role model and father figure of an individual made of an XX chromosome?!? Sorry—I got bored and read Oak's old textbooks."

"You could literally just have said girl dad, but okay," mutters Jude, now poking around at the peas on her plate.

"I'm gonna spoil her rotten!" Cardan screams in an uncharacteristically high voice for a man such as himself.

"Someone's excited," mutters Wren, smiling.

"He's always like this," Oak mutters in her ear.

"I can hear the two of you but I don't care because I'm gonna be a girl dad!" This time, he runs out of his chair and runs into his and Jude'a shared bedroom, and everyone can hear loud whoops and the sound of bedsprings creaking rapidly. They then hear hurried footsteps coming rushing their way, a thud, and a groaned, "Ow—I'm okay!"

Jude sighs, gets up, walks to the room, drags a half-dead Cardan out, plops him down onto his seat with him still grinning and bouncing around in his seat along with the raapid wagging of his tail despite having a black eye, sits down herself, and continues eating like nothing ever happened.

"I'm gonna be a girl mom!" She screams, and then bursts a bunch of party poppers with Cardan, and the both of them start dancing on the table.

"Vivi, how many bottles have they had tonight?" Asks Oak, looking up at his sister and brother-in-law.

"About three."

"Well, then—"

"Each."

(It's currently 3:29 am so please js ignore all the errors if there are any-)