After your closet activities, you and your triplet walked out just to be flocked by the other two. They asked lot's of questions, mostly about if their brothers' "performance" was adequate. You blushed, not saying anything. The three brothers squabbled for a bit, before your laughter interrupted them. All three of their faces turned red.
"Ms. (Y/N), we must tell you something," one of the triplets began to say. "The three of us have all fallen in love with you."
You were shock. Three men in love with you? How were you going to choose?
"That is why we've decided to share you, love," one of the others smiled. Your eyes widened. Three boyfriends? How in the world was that going to work? The three circled around you, almost observing you. You felt yourself blush.
"You're going to be our pretty little pet, (Y/N)," the last of the triplets said. And from then on, you were theirs. You moved into the Trancy Manor and Alois let you stay as long as you would agree to be a maid. Seeing as you wanted to be with the triplets, you easily agreed. You didn't really do much, seeing as Claude handled most of Alois' requests. That gave you more time to spend with your boyfriends.
The problems started rolling in two weeks later, when the morning sickness began. You got stomach aches and threw up frequently. Your boyfriends got concerned really quickly and called a doctor. She came in the morning, reviewed you and ran a couple tests, and came back with the results.
"Well Ms. (Y/N), as it turns out, you are two weeks pregnant," she smiled. You jaw dropped. You were going to have on of the triplets' baby? how were the other two going to handle it? Once the doctor left, you made your way to your three boys, all three of them having worried looks.
"Are you okay?" they all asked at once.
"I'm pregnant," you said quickly. Their faces relaxed before two of them looked angrily at their brother. The third was so elated, knowing that he was the father. He quickly took you into his arms and kissed you all over your face.
"I love you so much, and we're going to be great parents!" he said between kisses.
"But what about your brothers?" you asked, looking at them over his shoulder. They both shrugged.
"We'll let him have you this time," one smirked.
"But this next time you have a baby, it'll be one of ours," the other finished.
"So are you guys going to treat him like fathers or uncles?" you questioned.
"Fathers of course," all three answered, making you giggle. This was going to be strange but cool at the same time.
*** 5 MONTHS LATER ***
The three were quite efficient in taking care of you. One would be with you while the other two worked and it would rotate everyday. Luckily you were able to tell which triplet you were with without getting confused. They were quite protective over you as well. While taking a stroll through the town with Timber, he noticed a fellow looking at you quite a lot. Timber quickly sent him an icy glare without you noticing and the man backed off. It went on like that quite much but you didn't mind it. You felt like a princess or something.
The four of you were getting along just fine until a month later the three had to go on leave with Hannah, Claude, and Alois. They said they had business to take care of with the Phantomhive Manor, and so they all kissed you goodbye and left me to take care of you.
*** 1.5 MONTHS LATER ***
Your boys were yet to return and you were getting extremely worried. You did not know the details of why they had to leave, but you wanted to know why they hadn't come back. The baby was due in a week and you wanted at least one of them to be with you.
Your panicking is then interrupted when there's a knock on the door. Once opened, the father of your child falls straight into your arms, crying his eyes out. His skin is dirty, his clothes are torn, and there are scratches all over his legs. After kissing him so many times, thanking the lord that he was okay you asked him what had happened.
"They were killed," he says sadly. "All of them. Even my brothers. I only managed to survive because I told our kidnappers that I had a baby to raise with you. They took pity on me and let me go. I was the last one so my brothers didn't have time to save themselves."
The two of you cried for a while, mourning the death of two people you loved dearly. That's when you noticed that your dress was wet. Your water had broken. You were having a baby!
***
I'd managed to get you to the hospital in time for your babies to get born. That's right, babies! You had twins! One girl and one boy. Out of respect, you named them after the brothers their father had lost, modifying one name so it suits your baby girl. And you knew that as they would grow older, you'd teach them all about their two other "fathers".
