-smiles lightly- Just a simple test. There’s no reason to be scared.
Oh! Well we need to figure out what’s causing this so I can help you.
eep. Hello there~
Hello! I’m alright. How are you?
((Alright I’m sorry I just have the sudden urge to post a quick thing that has to do with ’90s kid’ shiz. All of that stuff basically just has to do with remembering whatever is mentioned in that post. And guess what, people who were born in the mid to late nineties can actually remember some of that shit! They are not saying ‘ah yeah man I lived my entire childhood in the nineties’ or some shit like that. They’re saying that they REMEMBER the shit from the nineties. And also, another thing people seem to forget, THINGS FROM THE NINETIES DID NOT JUST DISAPPEAR AS SOON AS WE HIT THE YEAR 2000. THEY LEAKED OVER. SO EVEN IF YOU WERE BORN LATER IN THE NINETIES THERE IS STILL A REALLY GOOD CHANCE YOU CAN REMEMBER IT BECAUSE IT PROBABLY LEAKED OVER FOR A FEW YEARS. SO PEOPLE REALLY NEED TO STOP DISSING ON PEOPLE WHO HAVE POSTS OR WHATEVER LIKE THAT WHO ARE FROM THE LATER NINETIES BECAUSE HEY GUESS WHAT THEY CAN STILL REMEMBER THAT SHIT TOO))
((I just got asked if I was a reptile. And I was really confused so I just said yes? And the dude hung up quick fast and in a hurry. Apparently they’re cloning babies and taking control of peoples minds????? I don’t?????))
What could best be described as a flood of emotions washing over her as the doctor gave the official results, she could now finally allow herself to be truly excited. She was pregnant with the child of the man she loved so dearly… that alone was enough to wash away any of the lingering negativity from the tension in the room minutes before.
"Oh… wow, I… we’re gonna have a baby together…" She whispered to, a smile starting to tug up her lips. His arm still tight around her, her arms come around his waist, hugging him tight for a moment, letting go only to brush away a few small tears of happiness that managed to escape her eyes.
She can’t help feeling a bit shocked as Buck questioned as to if she were going to keep the baby; of course, she knew he was for his own sake in the end, but it was still fairly silly to even ask. “I… of course I’m keeping it… I love you, and I’m ready to take this next step with you… sure, it’ll be tough, but I know with the way we are, we’ll make it through just fine…” She reassures softly, one hand coming off his waist, and letting it rest over her tummy, rubbing it in a more loving manner than the last time she had done such. Then again, though, the circumstances now had changed, now knowing her body was filled with life.
After a very brief expression of disappointment coming across his face, watching the other boy leave in a fit of rage and jealousy and who knew what else, Bucks reverted right back to happy mode again; just hearing the absolute elation in Margaret’s voice brought a smile to his face again. “Yeah Margie we are… together…” he had to giggle at this whole situation now and put his hand on top of hers, and he was so glad he’d left work to take care of Margaret or he wouldn’t know.
"I’m gonna" the boy turned back to look at their Doctor "I want to be the best dad I can be" a look of determination now plastered on his face “so what do we do now? I know Margie has to eat healthy and exercise and we have to buy baby stuff and parenting books, but what else?"
Doc couldn’t help but chuckle at his excitement. Not that it was a bad thing! It was nice to know that he was happy about this when lots of people wouldn’t be.
"Well you’re also going to need to schedule regular doctors appointments so that we can keep track of the babies progress, but other than that just do what you said."
You’re quite welcome. (:
She looked up as the doctor came back in, her expression growing a little less glum now. As he spoke, both her hands reached up to where Buck’s sat on her shoulder and letting hers rest over, giving a small squeeze as the man said they had the results of the test done.
"Oh… wonderful…" She said, a small smile growing on her face, the pit in her stomach still there but the excitement coming back again, "What… what do they say?"
Doc looked back down to the paper for a moment before looking back up to them, grinning. “Well… It would seem that my suspicions are correct, because according to this paper right here… you’re pregnant. Congratulations.”
Lust: He had the decency to at least wait for the doctor to leave the room before he completely loses it. “Oh god you’re fuckin’ pregnant.” the Sin grumbled, moving his hand from Clara’s to run through his hair nervously “I called it man, I fucking called it. He’s gonna come back and he’s gonna say you’re pregnant and what’re you guys gonna do?”
Francis shook his head and groaned to himself, more frustrated than anything; he’d never been very good at keeping emotions in. “I mean do you even know the slightest about how to raise a kid Margaret? No offense, just… hhhgh. Claraa how’s the lemonade, I need a distraction.”M & C:
She couldn’t help but find herself hurt as her friend started behaving less than positively at the very real possibility; she could understand his frustration (although it was coming from a completely nonexistent internalized issue of his), but she figured that he would have at least been happier for her. Biting her lip as he continued to vent frustrations, she let her knees come up on the exam table, keeping them close to her chest, not saying much as she felt the butterflies of excitement in her stomach change into knots and rocks.
A tiny frown appeared on the clone’s face as well, mostly from seeing what Francis’ negativity was doing to poor Margaret. She gave the other a sweet, sympathetic smile as she glanced over at her, and she could tell from the look in her eyes that she was trying to block him out right now as well.
As his hand returned to his lap, she took it, not even thinking as she sipped away at her drink. When she heard her name being said, she turned to him for a moment, listening to his question. “Ah… I… well, it’s good… although it is a little bitter…” She replied, but it was obvious she wasn’t quite talking about the lemonade, giving his hand a squeeze of a different kind, hoping that her rather subtle methods would show him what his actions were causing.
This guy is going to have the gall to bring up childcare, the kind of person he is? Seriously.
Bucks narrowed his eyes at Francis’ remarks and, although refusing to completely snap, managed to spit out “will you leave my girlfriend alone already, this is getting ridiculous. I mean you’ve got a clone of her, very sweet girl, single, literally on your lap and you choose to chase after my possibly pregnant with our child girlfriend, that was just throwing up her insides just minutes ago?” He let his voice raise a little now; azure blue eyes trained on the other male’s smug little face ”You want to stress her out at a time like this, seriously? Let me answer that for you. No… you do not. Save it.”
Bucks kept his eyes on Francis while he walked over to comfort Margaret, wrapping a ‘rather possessive’ arm around her and kissing the top of her head again. “It’s gonna be okay baby” he cooed softly “let’s just wait.”
As soon as Doc was finished with the other patient he headed back to their room. A nurse caught him and handed him a paper with the result of the test, and he thanked her before continuing on to the room. He could tell something had happened as soon as he entered the room, but he decided not to ask. Instead, he sat and looked to Margaret and Bucks, smiling lightly. “I’m sorry I had to leave, but as promised, on the way back I got the results of the test.”