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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 8:00:53 GMT -5
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Lancelot walked with Michelle to the house, holding her close to his side, he smiled when he remembered that he had another surprise waiting for her in her room. He then smiled and at the front door he opened it, bowed to her as if she was a princess and gestured for her to go inside. Luther was at the door waiting with robes for them both, handing one to Michelle while not looking at her. "Michelle, go to your room so long i'll bring your stuff up now."
[/b] He slipped into his robe.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by Whisper on Nov 7, 2012 9:03:05 GMT -5
Michelle stayed close to Lance all the way to the house. Being close to him was like a balm to her heart but she couldn't help but want to run away the entire time. She knew she could never do it though, but her emotions were so crazy right now that she didn't know what to do or say. When they got to the door Lance bowed to her and she smiled sweetly. Luther handed both of them robes and Michelle wondered what he must be thinking. She merely slipped into her robe and Lance told her she had to go up to her room.
She softly touched his arm and went upstairs. She quickly slipped out of her robe and opened the tap of the bath. It filled quickly and she got in, breathing deeply as relaxation overtook her...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 9:33:44 GMT -5
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Lancelot picked up Michelle's stuff and carried it to her room, when he got there she was already in the bathroom and he saw that the surprise he was saving wasn't in her room, and he forgot that he left it in his room. He quickly walked over to his room got it from where he left it, he quickly made his way back to Michelle's room and lay it down on her bed. He walked out before she saw him leave it there.
((OOC just the dress, hehe not the rest.))
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Post by Whisper on Nov 7, 2012 10:13:14 GMT -5
Michelle savored the feel of the warm water and her nerves were calmed instantly. Her eyes fell closed and she started to think of everything she'd been through with Lancelot and a smile found it's way to her lips. She loved every moment she spent with him and never wanted it to end. She dearly hoped he felt the same...
She lay in the bath for half an hour and washed up and got out, walking straight over to the closet when something on the bed caught her eye. she went closer and saw it was a dress and her eyes instantly sparkled with how beautiful it was. She quickly got dressed and decided to try it on and admired herself in the mirror when suddenly her face turned pale. She finally remembered what it was that was bothering her so much and the white dress didn't make it less obvious. White was a very daring color to wear this specific time of the month but as the date dawned upon her she realized she was six days late already. She had missed her PMS... Was that possible?
Shocked she stood like a statue before the mirror, wet locks and all...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 10:32:01 GMT -5
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Lancelot went to the shower and slipped out of his robe and let it fall to the floor, he turned the water on and stepped into the shower, just as he was washing he started to sing and his mind started to playback all the times he and Michelle had, the memories. The sadness, the joy, the passion, the fun. He then started to dance a bit in the shower and washed his hair, and played with the shampoo, making his hair into funny hair styles and peeking out every time to the bathroom mirror and laughed at himself. He then rinsed his hair and turned off the water, he stepped out of the shower, the steam was everywhere and he wondered that if the steam were so much too when he and Michelle made love. He walked to his closet, grabbed a random t-shirt with a batman sign on and some pants. Seeing that it was almost 5:30 he saw the sun was starting to set. He ran down the stairs and made his way to the front door, he ran out and to the swing. He sat down and caught his breath and watched as the sun went down... Suddenly seeing the other seat was empty he wondered where Michelle was.
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Post by Whisper on Nov 7, 2012 10:38:26 GMT -5
Michelle completely forgot about her wet hair and walked out of her room like a zombie, trying desperately to build a puzzle in her mind that had no pieces to fit together, How should she tell him? Was it even a possibility? She floated down the stairs right passed Luther and saw Lance outside on the swing. The shock was still all too obvious on her face as she slowly walked over to him, attempting to smile. She lowered herself down next to him, starting to nervously wring her hands she spoke,
Lance there's something I have to tell you...
She struggled to find the right words and then continued,
"I have no idea how to say this. I've never been in a situation like this and I certainly don't know how other people do it..."
Her voice faded away and she looked at him, vulnerability in her eyes and a straight line on her lips...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 11:06:20 GMT -5
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Lancelot sat on the swing and stared at the sunset leaning against the chain, the moment was breath taking. Michelle suddenly appeared, wearing the dress he gave her, now she was more breath taking than the sunset, so she sat next to him. He saw she was a bit nervous and that her eyes had a small hint of shock, but she then started telling him she has something to tell him and that she have never been in a situation like this. His mind started to run away with him telling him things he didn't want to hear. But he decided to give her a chance to speak, so he placed a hand on her leg and looked at her. "I'm listening... What is it you want to say?' He said it in a soft gentle voice, he didn't want to startle her.
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Post by Whisper on Nov 7, 2012 12:37:38 GMT -5
Lancelot placed a reassuring hand on her leg as she sat next to him. Her skin was ice cold and his hand so warm and she mustered the courage to look up at him. She was scared but she knew of all the people in the world she could trust him,
"I think... um... I think I might be pregnant..."
Michelle's gaze fell to the ground again and she expected some anger and maybe an outburst and cringed in expectation...
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 12:50:52 GMT -5
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Lancelot saw Michelle scooping up some courage, the words that followed when her mouth opened made his smile wipe from his face and his mouth fell open, his eyebrow raised. Michelle looked down and he moved his away from her. Lancelot stood up and stood in front of Michelle wanting to say something but did not know how. Questions kept on churning inside his head. How am I going to be a father for this child? Will I even be a good father? Am I happy or sad, damn mixed emotions.
[/i] Lancelot then decided it was time to finally say a word after pacing for a while. He then crouched down next to Michelle, both his arms encircling her. He embraced and said to her in a gentle voice. "I know you will be a fantastic mother, I'm shocked and yet excited for this..." He stood up the realization finally hitting him, he is going to become a father, and he will be the best father ever. Better than his own father. The excitement started to bubble inside him and suddenly he couldn't hold it back. "I'm going to be a father... I can't believe it..." He started to run around like a kid who finally scored his first soccer goal.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by Whisper on Nov 7, 2012 15:00:03 GMT -5
The moment Michelle confessed Lancelot moved away from her and she suddenly felt so exposed and lonely, sitting on the swing on her own and staring at the ground. He looked almost more shocked than she was and she couldn't help but feel guilty even if it wasn't her fault. Reality was brutal and this was the last thing she expected to experience this early in life. Suddenly he crouched down next to her and embraced her and she smiled but was still a little skeptic. He then spoke in a gentle voice and what he said made her even more happy. It was a scary reality but she wouldn't have it with anyone else. He stood up and then it seemed to hit him fully and he reacted like an over excited child. Michelle laughed and stood up,
"Don't get ahead of yourself, my love. It's not a done deal yet..."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 15:23:58 GMT -5
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Lancelot fell to the ground on his knees and started to laugh at the sky as he was breathless. The darkness came to life as the sun said it's final goodbye to the day and disappeared behind the horison. He wondered what Michelle thought of him as he acted this way. But she then said instead that it's not a done deal yet. He was a bit confused but lay down as the stars started to twinkle in the pre-night sky. He lifted his head and asked Michelle. "what do you mean, my princess?"
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Post by Whisper on Nov 7, 2012 15:34:07 GMT -5
Lancelot was laughing with complete happiness as the sun dipped beyond the horizon. Michelle rose and came to fall down next to him and both lay on the grass staring at the stars. She held his hand when he asked what she meant and she smiled at him,
"A pregnancy test will make it official..."
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 7, 2012 15:50:16 GMT -5
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Lancelot lay back down on the ground and wrapped an arm around her pulling her a little closer, when suddenly his stomach growled. His face turned red but luckily it was just a bit to dark to see and he started to laugh. "I'm guessing I'm hungry... Oh and by the way you look like a goddess in that dress, I have to stand on guard otherwise some greek god is going to steal you away from me, which won't happen... Not if these guns shoot them. He flexed his upper arms showing off his biceps
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Post by Whisper on Nov 8, 2012 8:34:01 GMT -5
Michelle felt all queezy with nervousness but smiled and mentally shrugged it from her mind. She was with Lancelot, the best guy she had ever met in her life. Ofcoarse this news came a little soon. She would have preferred to wait a while before having children, but she knew for a fact that she didn't want it with anyone else but him. She loved him beyond measure and after being together for four and a half months now, she was just about as sure as she could be that there was no stronger love in this life than the love they shared. It was only fitting that their love be turned onto a beautiful being, a baby. She smiled at the thought and snuggled closer to Lance, softly caressing his chest with one finger and breathing him in. Her wet hair fell slightly across her face and her bare feet were tickled by the grass, but she knew without a doubt that Lance still thought she was beautiful no matter what. Lance pulled her closer and his stomach growled. She giggled and sat up, tickling his tummy and then he spoke about being hungry and that she looked like a goddess. She blushed and laughed as he mentioned that a greek god would come to steal her and he then flexed his arms. She mocked him and pretended to faint, looking deep into his eyes when she lay next to him and said,
"I think my Greek god has stolen me already. He's lying right beside me and he has the added benefit of those guns."
She winked and laughed at him then affectionately and with wonder touched his biceps and made an impressed face. She suddenly jumped up and held her hand out to him to help him up,
"Come with me, my Greek god. I think your guns need feeding...:
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Post by ShadowsInApril on Nov 8, 2012 9:58:00 GMT -5
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Lancelot started to laugh at Michelle's little act and he smiled when she touched his biceps. She jumped up and held a hand out to help him up, he took it but instead of standing up he pulled her back down, making sure she didn't fall and he kissed her softly and stopped. "Well this Greek God wants his Goddess to kiss him before they eat. Ok now we can go." He stood up and held his hand out to Michelle, pulling her into his arms and scooping her up. Carrying her to the house.
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