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Day 3 - Dark!OQ Happy Ending

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Zelena

In these past months, the whole kingdom knew that the Evil Queen was expecting a child, and as I approached the dark steps of the castle in the chill of the night, I could now tell that the whole kingdom knew that she was in labor.

I could hear her shouts towards her husband and servants, proving that this baby wouldn't have a peaceful entrance into the world, although, I didn't fully expect my sister to be calm cool and collected when it came to delivering her child naturally like in the olden days, so this disturbance seemed to be fitting for the occasion. I sighed and lugged my bag onto my hip before rushing inside, knowing that if I waited any later, then I would get a tongue lashing from my hot headed sister.

I adjusted my bag and began my trek up the long staircase that led to the Queen and Robin's chambers since there could be no magic used around the Queen in her delicate state. I huffed and began to remind myself that I did love my sister, even if it meant realm hopping at eleven thirty at night with a screaming toddler at home with an ear infection.

"Zelena!" I heard Robin shriek, but I was skipping steps as I raced up the spirals, heaving tiredly as I reached the heavy wooden door. "I'm here! It's okay." I huffed, pushing the door open to find the thief hanging onto his sweating wife.

"What took you so long?!" She gasped, squeezing her eyes shut as another contraction began, I frowned and watched her legs shake with pain as Robin began to bear her weight. I set my things down and approached my sister, giving a sympathetic smile before setting my hand on her now enlarged stomach. "Well I can't use magic in here and you have so many stairs." I winked, making her open an eye and gasp, an angry snarl ripping from her chest as her stomach muscles rippled painfully. She was not in the mood for sarcasm or jokes, which I could later use to my advantage if needed.

"I don't care! Help me!" She screamed, panting from the pit of her stomach to get through this contraction. "Okay, okay, that's why I'm here." I started, pulling my unruly hair into a ponytail before gathering her impractically long locks into a bun on the top of her head. I rolled my eyes at the length, remembering how I had suggested that she cut it before going into labor, but naturally she ignored me, making my job harder now, however, Robin carefully brushed her stray fly away hairs from her sweaty cheeks, pressing a kiss on the side of her temples.

"I need a servant! Now!" I called, a terrified young girl rushing in, laying eyes on the anxious and agitated queen behind me. "Draw a bath with warm water, then let me know when you're done." I ordered, but I could feel my sister shaking her head violently behind me, her hand clamping down on my shoulder to catch my attention.

"Oi! Okay love, I'm going to need you to let go of my shoulder so I can continue helping you." I rationalized, but she groaned deeply and began leaning forward, trying to find a comfortable position. I hastily bent my knees to bear more of her weight since she seemed to be getting situated in that position.

"No! I'm not going! I need to- uh! I need to push!" She screamed violently, I widened my eyes as Robin began to panic and rub her arms, only agitating her further. He needed to focus and be my extra set of hands that normally came with me when I delivered babies back home, but he was the father, and naturally struggled with common sense in this situation.

"Alright, never mind servant-lady!" I called, immediately gathering fistfuls of fabric from her nightgown to prevent her from tripping back as both Robin and I began to move her towards her large canopy bed. I motioned with my hand to fill him in on my plan before returning my attention back to my sister who was gasping painfully.