Pregnant Birb Problems

John made his way down the corridor to Idena’s room located in the concubine wing as it was called by the staff. John never thought of it that way, merely the wing of the castle where his companions lived. Although, with how often he did go over there for extra curricular activities, he could definitely see how that nickname came to be.

“Now let’s see, Idena’s room should be right over here,” John said to himself as he turned a corner and saw a sign that said Captain of the Guard: Idena hanging above a door to his left. John knocked on the door before he spoke.

“Idena, honey, you okay?” he asked lightly.

“Master! L-lover! J-John! Come in, quickly!” Idena said in a strained tone. John quickly opened the door to see what was the problem. He was not quite ready for what he saw in his lover’s room. The entirety of Idena’s room had been pushed along the walls of the room to make room for a giant bird’s nest in the middle of the room. In that nest, was an egg as large as a dog with Idena sitting atop it and looking very frantic.

“Like I knew this is what I was gonna find in here, but it's so surreal seeing it,” John said upon first glance of the scene that was displayed in front of him.

“Master! Our baby is in danger!” cried out Idena as tears began to well along the sides of her eyes. Upon hearing this, John quickly rushed to Idena’s side as he grabbed her and pulled her to his chest. Her arms quickly wrapped around him as her head nuzzled her chest.

“What’s the matter?!” he asked urgently. He never thought about being a dad so young, but between his mom’s stunt and the night he spent with Idena, the idea had really grown on him. He wanted to be with his children, give them a life as good as the one his own parents had given him. So he’d do whatever was necessary to help Idena with their child.

“I need the flock to warm the egg!” she said between her crying. “But...but what if they don’t want me because I’ve been gone for so long?!” As she said that, her crying intensified. That was when it all clicked with John. He had originally enslaved Idena and took her away. Then, when he freed her, she stuck with him and never left his side. Not once had she ever tried to go home. He did not know harpy politics, so he did not know if she was allowed to go back or would even be welcome back. While it would be tough for her, John knew he only had one source of information and had to ask her no matter how much it hurt her.

“Idena, my love, why would they not want you back?” he asked as he stroked her hair and cheek.

“B-b-because they probably think I abandoned the flock!” Her crying intensified as she spoke. “M-mother must be so angry at me!” Idena’s bawling plucked at John’s heartstrings as he comforted his lover. “Her daughter! The...p-princess...not wanting to stay! Her respect among the flock must have plummeted!” The harpy was damn near inconsolable at this point so all John did was just keep her close and let her cry it all out. Her wails did not go unnoticed, however, as soon his mother, Yuria, and an attendant knocked on the door and asked to come in.

“Idena, sweetie, are you ok?” asked Brenda as she peeked through the door.

“Mom, come quick! We have a situation!” John told his mother, who pushed the door open as her and her entourage all rushed into the room.

“Baby, what’s wrong?!” she asked John as she moved to his side.

“Idena is worried about the egg. She’s afraid it may not hatch right and wants to take it to her nest but she doesn't think they’ll welcome her back. We need to send a messenger ASAP to her flock and tell them of the situation. We also need to figure out how to move the egg safely, so nothing bad will happen to it!” he half told, half ordered his mother.

“Of course, sweetie! Yuria, quickly go to Sasha and have her fastest courier go to the mountains of Idena’s flock. Relay the message that Idena wishes to return home with her partner so the two can finally meet each other. If they are still against it, then and only then, mention the egg. Perhaps her mother will forgive the daughter if it means meeting her granddaughter,” Brenda told her trusted aide and lover.

“Granddaughter?” asked John as he continued to console Idena.

“A mother knows these things,” she told him with a wink. “Aresha,” started Brenda as she turned to the young female elf assistant, “contact the good doctor and see if he could come up and assist us in how best to move the egg,” she ordered the other attendant with her.

“Thanks, mom,” John said as he breathed a sigh of relief.

“T-thank you, Lady Newman,” Idena said to Brenda. The older woman smiled as she got close to Idena’s face, grabbed both cheeks in her hands and looked her straight in the eyes.

“You are the mother of my first grandchild and partner of my sweet baby boy. You are now my daughter that soars in the sky. You can call me Brenda or mom,” she told the young harpy. She had a big smile on her face and hugged her tightly.

Thanks...B-Brenda...mom...Brenda mom….” was all Idena could get out between the torrent of emotions that were now swirling in her head.

“Oh sweetie!” was all Brenda could say as she grabbed both son and her new daughter and pulled them close to her chest. Idena’s head switched over to Brenda’s bosom and snuggled her face into the open portion of Brenda’s dress. John happily nuzzled his mother’s free breast and thanked Gaia for boob window dresses.

You’re welcome.

John chuckled to himself at Gaia’s answering of his question. The guy must have been a clothing genius to have gotten your inspiration for these. They make big booba women so much better. John thought to himself.

Nah, bro was an idiot. I literally had to do some weather bullshit to tear off the model’s fabric for him to even notice. At least he got the rest of my inspiration easier.

“Huh,” John uttered out loud.

“What was that, dear?” asked Brenda as she stroked both their heads.