《The End of Apocrypha》My Little Fire
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"Haaa, Ahhh!
"Push more, you can do it!"
"Harder! Push Harder,"
In this setting, two midwives help a woman in labor in a chamber. Three people stood beneath a big chandelier that hung on the outside of the chamber, covering the entire building. One was the mother of the woman twiddling her thumbs, and the other two were the woman's husband and father, who were sweating bullets and unsure of what to do in such a situation. They stood outside the chamber where the woman was giving birth, nervously waiting.
"Is she going to be okay? It's been hours," said the husband, who was waiting outside nervously.
"Of course, she's my daughter; she's capable of more!" The father exclaimed, sweating profusely.
"Believe in your wife, even for a moment, and your child will be born in a matter of minutes," said the mother while twiddling her thumb.
After some time, one of the midwives left the room where the woman was giving birth...
"Is it finished?"
"Is she all right?"
"How's it going with my daughter?"
They all seemed nervous when they questioned her, but then...
"She's OK," she said, chuckling at their expressions. "You can go see her now for yourselves."
They all nodded and raced to the chamber, where they discovered the woman panting heavily and a baby wailing in her loving arms, as well as the other midwife healing the wounds and replacing the blood she had lost.
"Are you okay, Angelica?" the husband asked.
"She's still tired, so she won't be able to respond to you, Lord Samyaza," the midwife said.
"Is her condition currently stable?" the woman's mother asked.
"Yes, Madam Elizabeth, but she still requires my healing magic to be capable of communicating and naming her child."
The husband, who is named Samyaza, and the father had grim expressions on their faces after hearing the topic of naming the child. Their expressions were serious, and the atmosphere in the room had intensified...
"I, Alastair Kartz, as the man and father of this house, will name my cute grandchild," he proudly declared.
"No, old man! That's My Child! " Samyaza exclaims.
"Hey, hey, hey!" yelled Alastair Kartz, "Do you think I've forgiven you already after you secretly injected your manhood into my lovely daughter?"
"You're a deadbeat geezer!"
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"You cunning piece of shit!
"Both of you stop!" shouted the woman's mother, Elizabeth.
"Angelica still needs her rest. She just gave birth to a new family member, and both of you fools are attempting to take away her rest. "
Both of them realized this and then remained silent, but they stared at each other with the intent to kill...
........
Nathan could hear two individuals arguing, as well as one attempting to calm them down. He couldn't see them, but he was completely aware of their presence.
'It appears that I was really reincarnated by Sophia, and I still have to act as if I'm crying so that they don't panic and think I've died,' he sighed in his own thoughts,
'Damn, I should probably win an Oscar for this one. '
He then attempted to listen to and understand what they were saying, but immediately realized that he couldn't.
'Being a baby is both a blessing and a curse; I suppose I should learn their languages as well.'
Just as he was finished contemplating how he should solve this language problem, the old man's voice, probably his grandfather's, shouted...
"Angelica should be well now, right?" Alastair asked quickly before continuing, "Then my grandchild's name will be Alexander the Great Kartz!" He declared, without bothering to consider the responses around him.
"Youuu!" snarled Samyaza at him. "Then my son will be named Angelo Ignatia!" he exclaimed.
"No, you moron, your last name would bring shame to my family."
"So what? That's my son, and you can't do anything about it," he mocked.
"You won't have a son without my daughter right now, so I have equal rights to you, you bastard," Alastair sneered.
"Just like I said before," Elizabeth screamed from behind them, "SHUT UP AND BEHAVE YOURSELVES, YOU IDIOTS." She then struck them in the head, making their heads throb.
'WTFF, are they naming me or planning to ditch me?' Nathan thought to himself.
But then he noticed that the woman holding her had shifted slightly. He stopped pretending to cry and tried to open his eyes. He couldn't see her mother's face because of his poor vision, but he could tell it was lovely.
"You truly made it tough for me to let you out, little one," her mother murmured tenderly.
Of course, Nathan couldn't understand a word she said, but he knew she was speaking to him in a lovely manner...
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Angelica smiled and embraced him as she saw he was staring at her...
"Thank the Archons that you are now safe in my arms," she said, kissing him on the forehead. "I will love you and protect you for the rest of my life, my child," she murmured gently.
Nathan cried when he heard his mother's words and felt her affection, but this time he wasn't pretending; he was crying on the inside and out.
'Mom, I'm sorry. I promise that this time I'll protect you and that no one will ever harm you,' he wanted to say, but he was only talking to himself.
When Angelica heard her baby sobbing, she became frightened since she didn't know what to do.
"What should I do? What should I do?" she cried out, her voice trembling with anxiety.
She then tried to kiss him again while apologizing...
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, please don't cry," she said quickly, hoping he'd stop crying.
The midwife noticed her frightened look, then chuckled and said...
"You Amateur," The Midwife chuckled at her," "I can't believe you can battle those terrifying monsters but are frightened of your own child crying," the Midwife joked.
The midwife then took the baby in Angelica's arms and used a spell to calm the child down and then put him to sleep before handing him back to his mother...
"It's different," Angelica reddened, "it's simpler to combat such things than it is to handle my child, but I will try to become a better parent."
"Whatever you say, Lady Angelica," chuckled the midwife.
"For him, I can do anything," she continued, smiling cheerfully.
After their silly argument about what name the child should have and the proper pounding they received from Elizabeth, they soon realized Angelica had finally awoken and was cradling her sleeping child. Then two men went over to Angelica, ignoring Elizabeth's remarks.
"Are you alright, dear?" Samyaza asked, together with Alastair.
"Are you still hurt?" Alastair asked, together with Samyaza.
They then stared at each other...
"Are you imitating me, you son of a bitch?"
"Are you imitating me, you son of a bitch?"
They both said the same thing at the same time...
"Enough!" Elizabeth screamed at them and gave them a pounding once more.
Elizabeth took a step closer to Angelica before turning to face her daughter, who was holding her kid...
"You made me very proud today, Angelica," she said, then paused for a moment before looking at the baby and continued, "You've become a proper woman now."
"Hmmph, wasn't I a woman before all of this, mom?" she complained.
"Well, now that you have a child, take care of him, and I wish you all the best," Elizabeth said softly.
They both laughed at this moment, but then the midwife asked...
"Now that everything is done and you can talk properly, you may name your child, right?" the midwife asked.
"Be careful about naming your child right now," the other midwife said, then gazed at the baby. "It's not every day that you get to name a cute newborn, and naming a child is considered sacred by the Archons and God himself."
When they heard of this, the father of the child and the grandfather rushed to Angelica's side...
"Please give him the name Alexander The Great Kartz," Alastair begged, staring at Samyaza. "You don't need that idiot's last name, just give my grandson our family name,"
"No, don't listen to that old geezer, our child's name will be Angelo Ignatia,"
They both waited for Elizabeth to attack again, even casting elemental protection on their heads, but no attack came... They both locked their gazes on Elizabeth, who just smiled back, disregarding their proposals to Angelica.
They both thought, 'We're saved,' but suddenly Angelica says something...
"I still cannot give him those names, even if the names you have given me are both beautiful and respectable," Angelica smiled at them, and their expressions filled with anguish.
"But why?" they both asked immediately.
"Because I've already decided on a name for him, and it's a good one," she said excitedly.
"What is the name of your child?" Elizabeth said with a smile.
"Hmmm?" she pondered for a moment before responding, "Because you, little one, gave me a proper beating while you were in my belly and the one who melted my heart, I'll call you..."
All of them in the room waited for Angelica's answer...
"Aeden Ignatia, My Little Fire."
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