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"Heh, yeah! I guess it was pretty good overall." Faere said. She yawned, and sat on her pillow. "I really wish it'd be today or tomorrow though." she said.
Ciôn nodded.
"It's just a shame we live in such dangerous times, but happy birthday nonetheless."
He returned to his room where Sin was waiting. Munrö had gone to his room for the night.
During the night, Munrö had bad dreams like never before. He had reverted to his irrational Chiklup state and was once more fleeing from Moon. For some reason, his natural nakedness was of great import, and used against him. Fae appeared and Moon went. She tried to shock him, so he headbutted her chest, his three horns embedding themselves in her womb. An egg fell out of her and she dropped dead. Uncontrollably, he smashed the egg open, and inside was a pink, fleshy, unborn Pichu. He picked it up and shook what life remained in it out. Alex tapped him on the back. He turned, and was Ice Punched. His baby body exploded, and he woke in a cold sweat in the middle of the night, hyperventilating.
The next day, I woke up, and tried to remember where I was. Then it came to me; I was in Faere's room. The previous day, it was Faere's birthday, and I found out she was pregnant, and she also became my wife-to-be. I had slept with her, and she was still asleep. Trying not to wake her up, I got out of bed(putting on my hat as I did so), went into the kitchen, and got a bowl of berries(excluding Chesto Berries). I returned with the bowl of berries, and sat on the edge of the bed, snacking on a Bluk Berry.
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