Fic: Three's a Chorus, Pokemon Ranger
Title: Three's a Chorus
Author: wingsofcharity
Fandom: Pokemon Ranger
Pairing: Tiffany/Lunick
Rating: PG, for .. um, fluids
Word Count: 481
Warnings: None. Besides, um... fluids.
Disclaimer: Pokemon Ranger has buttsex with Nintendo. I get it.
done for the prompt "9. winter night" at 20_firstkisses
"Wow!"
"Holy moley! That was spectacular!"
"It's going to set the base on fire, y-y-y-yeah? Do we have a lightning rod? We do, right? Please tell me we have a lightning rod."
"If we don't, Murph, you can install one. Tiffany, you should see this!"
"Kind of -- busy -- ... ! Right now!"
"It's all right, child. Just keep breathing. Spenser's gone to get your father. But I don't know if even his Fearow can brave this weather."
"It was a dark and stormy night..."
"You! .. Shut ... up!"
"Owowowowow! Okay, sweetheart. I need that hand to capture Pokemon!"
"I get it ... ahhnnnnn, first!"
"You're doing so good, Tiffany. That's a girl. Deep breaths. Murph, can you rustle up some more towels? Solana, get me a fresh bowl of cold water."
"But our water got shut off, remember? From the storm!"
"Are you mad?! Are you a Ranger or not?!"
"Tiffany! Breathe! Solana, we're in the middle of a torrential downpour! Stick the stupid thing outside!"
"Oh! Right!"
"Here, Operator. I got the towels."
"Thanks, Murph. Oh ... oh, Tiffany, the head is crowning!"
"Head? Our baby has a head?"
"I should hope so! .... Ahhhhhhghaaaaaaaaa!"
"Don't scream, child. That's wasting energy better used to push."
"Up! -- Yours!"
"Wow. That is a lot of ... fluid. And stuff."
"Lunick, I love you terribly, but for the love of Pete, just shut up! Nnn!"
"Did you hear that? --"
"I got the water!"
"Solana, did you hear that? She loves me! Don't women want to kill their boyfriends when they're in labor?"
"Don't! Tempt! Me!"
"Murph, help me sponge her forehead. You're doing great, girl. Just a few more good pushes, I'm helping you as best I can."
"Hello, Ringtown Ranger Base. This is Joel, and I'm just wondering if you might enlighten me as to why Spenser just waltzed right in to our high-security basement and out again with our -- oh."
"Not right now, Joel."
"Oh, oh. Um. Okay. Um, well, I just -- just I, he's on his way. With Gordor, I assume. Oh, dear. That's a lot of fluid."
"Duly noted. Come on, Tiffany!"
"I think I'll um... just... umm..."
"Good bye, Joel!"
"Right."
"Almost there!"
"Oh, wow, I don't think you've ever been as beautiful as --"
"Lunick! Look!"
"Oh, my -- !"
"Towel! Now! And where are those scissors?"
"Here!"
"Tiffany. Oh, Tiffany, he's beautiful! Most beautiful thing on the planet!"
"I ... thought I was."
"You are, but wow, we make one great-looking kid!"
"Are you crazy? That's the ugliest thing I have ever laid eyes on!"
"Look in the mirror sometime, Solana!"
"Here you go. Congratulations, Tiffany. You have a bouncing baby boy."
Thunder boomed, the baby screeched, and Tiffany lifted her son to her trembling lips, planting the softest of kisses on the center of his forehead.
Author: wingsofcharity
Fandom: Pokemon Ranger
Pairing: Tiffany/Lunick
Rating: PG, for .. um, fluids
Word Count: 481
Warnings: None. Besides, um... fluids.
Disclaimer: Pokemon Ranger has buttsex with Nintendo. I get it.
done for the prompt "9. winter night" at 20_firstkisses
"Wow!"
"Holy moley! That was spectacular!"
"It's going to set the base on fire, y-y-y-yeah? Do we have a lightning rod? We do, right? Please tell me we have a lightning rod."
"If we don't, Murph, you can install one. Tiffany, you should see this!"
"Kind of -- busy -- ... ! Right now!"
"It's all right, child. Just keep breathing. Spenser's gone to get your father. But I don't know if even his Fearow can brave this weather."
"It was a dark and stormy night..."
"You! .. Shut ... up!"
"Owowowowow! Okay, sweetheart. I need that hand to capture Pokemon!"
"I get it ... ahhnnnnn, first!"
"You're doing so good, Tiffany. That's a girl. Deep breaths. Murph, can you rustle up some more towels? Solana, get me a fresh bowl of cold water."
"But our water got shut off, remember? From the storm!"
"Are you mad?! Are you a Ranger or not?!"
"Tiffany! Breathe! Solana, we're in the middle of a torrential downpour! Stick the stupid thing outside!"
"Oh! Right!"
"Here, Operator. I got the towels."
"Thanks, Murph. Oh ... oh, Tiffany, the head is crowning!"
"Head? Our baby has a head?"
"I should hope so! .... Ahhhhhhghaaaaaaaaa!"
"Don't scream, child. That's wasting energy better used to push."
"Up! -- Yours!"
"Wow. That is a lot of ... fluid. And stuff."
"Lunick, I love you terribly, but for the love of Pete, just shut up! Nnn!"
"Did you hear that? --"
"I got the water!"
"Solana, did you hear that? She loves me! Don't women want to kill their boyfriends when they're in labor?"
"Don't! Tempt! Me!"
"Murph, help me sponge her forehead. You're doing great, girl. Just a few more good pushes, I'm helping you as best I can."
"Hello, Ringtown Ranger Base. This is Joel, and I'm just wondering if you might enlighten me as to why Spenser just waltzed right in to our high-security basement and out again with our -- oh."
"Not right now, Joel."
"Oh, oh. Um. Okay. Um, well, I just -- just I, he's on his way. With Gordor, I assume. Oh, dear. That's a lot of fluid."
"Duly noted. Come on, Tiffany!"
"I think I'll um... just... umm..."
"Good bye, Joel!"
"Right."
"Almost there!"
"Oh, wow, I don't think you've ever been as beautiful as --"
"Lunick! Look!"
"Oh, my -- !"
"Towel! Now! And where are those scissors?"
"Here!"
"Tiffany. Oh, Tiffany, he's beautiful! Most beautiful thing on the planet!"
"I ... thought I was."
"You are, but wow, we make one great-looking kid!"
"Are you crazy? That's the ugliest thing I have ever laid eyes on!"
"Look in the mirror sometime, Solana!"
"Here you go. Congratulations, Tiffany. You have a bouncing baby boy."
Thunder boomed, the baby screeched, and Tiffany lifted her son to her trembling lips, planting the softest of kisses on the center of his forehead.