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Eaton was washing the dishes under the only light still on in the house- Naki was sound asleep in their room, resting in their bed- when it happened. At first he just ignored it; a small clicking sound coming from the living room. When it turned more into a tear... that's when it caught his attention. He quietly put down the plate he had just finished drying and walked around the corner, his paw on the door frame as he looked over where the egg was sitting under its heat lamp. His eyes narrowed as he tried to focus on what exactly was different about it. Is that...? A crack? he thought. His eyes widened as he noticed it shaking. In a panic, he rushed into the bedroom and slowed at the sight of his woman, sound asleep under the covers. He shook her gently by the shoulder, twice, until she finally opened her eyes halfway. "It's time," he whispered with a smile on his face.

Naki stumbled from the shadows, taking her blanket with her, into the dark room with the egg. It was late. Eaton sat down in the middle of the couch, and Naki beside him, to await their hatching child. The tired mother laid her head on his shoulder and quickly fell back to sleep. The silence of the night was otherwise uninterrupted except for the few crickets outside and the occasional cracking sound that kept Eaton up in eager, but dozy, anticipation. Maybe Naki was too tired to see the birth of their child; after all, it would take a couple hours for it to hatch- but Eaton wanted to be right there when his son or daughter first peered out of its shell. And at about 4 or 5 the next morning, Eaton became the father of a beautiful baby girl. She looked just like her mom, with a few exceptional details portraying her dad, and she was somehow just as beautiful.

She was tired, her eyes shut. Her fur was still slightly slimy from the egg. Eaton tried to wake his wife, but she was out cold. It didn't matter... none of it mattered. He was the one who really wanted this to begin with. And a couple moments alone with her wouldn't hurt. So he went to the cushion where the baby lay and gently scooped her up into his arms. She was so small, and fragile. Soft, like a rabbit. He cradled her on his shoulder and walked her to the nursery they had prepared for their newborn. He took one more look at her, and knew. Although he had just met her, he loved her already.

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Eaton was washing the dishes under the only light still on in the house- Naki was sound asleep in their room, resting in their bed- when it happened. At first he just ignored it; a small clicking sound coming from the living room. When it turned more into a tear... that's when it caught his attention. He quietly put down the plate he had just finished drying and walked around the corner, his paw on the door frame as he looked over where the egg was sitting under its heat lamp. His eyes narrowed as he tried to focus on what exactly was different about it. Is that...? A crack? he thought. His eyes widened as he noticed it shaking. In a panic, he rushed into the bedroom and slowed at the sight of his woman, sound asleep under the covers. He shook her gently by the shoulder, twice, until she finally opened her eyes halfway. "It's time," he whispered with a smile on his face.

Naki stumbled from the shadows, taking her blanket with her, into the dark room with the egg. It was late. Eaton sat down in the middle of the couch, and Naki beside him, to await their hatching child. The tired mother laid her head on his shoulder and quickly fell back to sleep. The silence of the night was otherwise uninterrupted except for the few crickets outside and the occasional cracking sound that kept Eaton up in eager, but dozy, anticipation. Maybe Naki was too tired to see the birth of their child; after all, it would take a couple hours for it to hatch- but Eaton wanted to be right there when his son or daughter first peered out of its shell. And at about 4 or 5 the next morning, Eaton became the father of a beautiful baby girl. She looked just like her mom, with a few exceptional details portraying her dad, and she was somehow just as beautiful.

She was tired, her eyes shut. Her fur was still slightly slimy from the egg. Eaton tried to wake his wife, but she was out cold. It didn't matter... none of it mattered. He was the one who really wanted this to begin with. And a couple moments alone with her wouldn't hurt. So he went to the cushion where the baby lay and gently scooped her up into his arms. She was so small, and fragile. Soft, like a rabbit. He cradled her on his shoulder and walked her to the nursery they had prepared for their newborn. He took one more look at her, and knew. Although he had just met her, he loved her already.

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Unofficial: 3 / 439