Parents At Last

“Nate,” Diane calls to you from the kitchen. “NATE!”

You stir in bed at the first call, but at the panicked second call, you jump up out of bed. “Are you okay?!” you worry as you rush to her side. Your feet splash in whatever was spilt. You tiptoe, looking out from broken glass, or any injuries.

“I think my water just broke,” she says, looking down at the puddle at your feet.

“Your— oh my, yes of course. Um, I’ll get the bag and we’ll go.” You run back to the bedroom, grab one of Diane’s dresses and the bag you and Diane packed a while back for when the time came.

You hold Diane’s arm as you walk outside. You grab her pokeball, letting out Venusaur. The grass type follows your commands, and with its vines creates a cradle seat for Diane. The pokemon trudges along, you walking at its side. “Morning!” Kelly calls out as you pass one of the normal spots.

She’d taken over some of the Overlord responsibilities. She’s at 6 badges, now, if you remember correctly, which is enough to take out most passerbys. And when she can’t take them on, she doesn’t complain about forfeiting herself. Henry and the other regulars are always there to back her up as well.

“It’s happening!” you shout, not stopping to discuss.

“Like it, it?” Kelly sounds surprised. She scrambles around finding her clothes. “Today’s the day!” The guys around the defeated trainer, stop realizing what is being said around them. They’re all regulars.

“We’ll be right behind you,” Henry shouts, tripping over his pants as he tries to pull them up. The girl who less than a minute ago was being used in every hole looks confused.

Pewter City is straight ahead. You and Diane had chosen Pewter City in your birth plan, sure Route 4 is a little closer, but Pewter City is so much better funded.

“Oh my,” Joy comments as you come through the door, supporting Diane. She quickly finishes up what she’s doing and puts a ‘Joy will be right back’ sign at the front desk. The Blissey helps the next trainer, taking their pokemon for healing. “This way, this way,” Joy says running towards you with a wheelchair.

She wheels you to a private room, and helps her into a bed. “Let’s see,” Joy says, propping up Diane’s legs. “Ah, no panties to start.” You hold Diane’s hand as Joy does an initial exam. “Alright, it looks like you still have a while before we’re ready. I’ll be back to check on you in a bit, hit the call button for an emergency or find me at the front desk.”

Kelly and Henry show up a bit later. “Knock knock. Joy said you’d be okay with visitors?”

“Absolutely,” Diane says holding her arms out for a hug. They enter the room with balloons and flowers. Hugs all around. After a while they returned to the waiting room with the rest of the Overlord crew.

A Chansey came by pushing Pink in a stroller. The little pink haired girl has grown so much. “Where’s your daddy?” you coo at the baby.

“He’s in Blackthorn,” Diane answers. She turns her phone around showing a picture of Clair with her hands held up in a heart, cum dripping from her tits. After Chansey takes away Pink, you rejoin Diane at the bed. And the two of you watch Clair’s forfeit with Red. He takes his time, stopping before cumming to regather himself, before switching it up and trying a new position.

“I know those sounds, watching the Clair video?” Joy asks as she enters the room. “I came to that at least 3 times last night.” She glances over Diane’s shoulder watching the video for a bit, before performing the check up on Diane.

The day continues in a cycle, alone, Joy coming to check in, Diane’s contractions intensifying. But eventually the time comes, and Joy stays. “Alright Diane, this time we’re going to do a big push.”

“Aaaaaah,” Diane screams, crushing your hand.

A few minutes later, and your child’s first cry permeates the room. Joy clamps and cuts the cord. “Here’s your daughter,” Joy hands the baby off to Diane. “Congratulations,” Joy tells you.

Diane starts crying, holding the baby. You rub her back, comforting her. “Nate, look.”

“I am. She’s beautiful. Little Natalie.”

“But Nate, her eyes,” Diane says looking up at you.

Natalie is looking around the room with a set of electric blue eyes. A pair that you know Diane is associating with your own. You know better than to use that as proof, but you also won’t correct her. You are Natalie’s father.

Joy helps dress and wrap her. And helps instruct Diane on feeding her. Kelly, Henry, and several other crew members drop by to see the newest member. Bringing gifts. More than a few of them comment on her eyes.

Diane is napping. Kelly is holding Natalie. So you tell Kelly that you’re going to step out and find some food for all of you. You stop in the lobby of the pokecenter. “Hey Joy, can I ask a favor of you.”

“Sure, you need extra blankets? Another pair of socks? Did Diane decide she might need underwear after all?”

You laugh, but instead ask, “If Diane ever comes asking about a paternity test, can you fake it?”

Joy’s smile falters for a second, “And you don’t want to know yourself?”

You brush through your hair, “No, I’m good. Natalie is my daughter, I’m her dad. End of story. But I can tell Diane is feeling hopeful and I just, you know?”

Joy smiles, “You’re going to be a great dad. I’ll do it.”

“Thanks,” you say, “Now, I’ve got to get some food for all of us.”