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8 months later, Gigi and Connie’s kid was ready to be born at any moment. They had Vee do the ultrasound about three months ago, where they were told that they’d only have one kid, and that they were having a boy! But back to present times, Gigi could barely get out of bed in the morning, her speed and stamina had gone out the window, and her cravings were stronger than ever.
It was the middle of the day, Gigi and Connie sat on the couch in the living room of their floor, watching the tv as the other toons chatted and walked about.
Gigi mumbled as her baby kicked and squirmed in her stomach, Connie took notice.
“Wanna go back to our room?” Connie asked.
Gigi rubbed her stomach, “yeah, I’d like that, I’m getting kinda uncomfy just sitting here.”
Connie floated over, reaching out her hands to help her girlfriend up.
Gigi grabbed onto Connie’s arms, heaving herself up off the couch with a grunt.
“Cmon,” Connie patted Gigi’s belly lightly, “let’s getcha back to your room.
The two started back to their rooms, Gigi letting out small whimpers, slowing down to hold her stomach briefly.
Connie looked down at her in concern.
“You okay?” She asked anxiously.
“Mhm.. yeah…” Gigi strained, “I’ve just been having these really bad-“
Gigi was cut off by a loud grunt escaping her mouth as she clutched her stomach tighter.
Connie rushed down to her side as some nearby toons looked down at Gigi with concern.
“Gigi!?” Connie gasped, “are you okay?! Answer me!”
Gigi had a pained look on her face, “it hurts…!” She grunted.
Connie’s heartbeat sped up, “G, I think it’s time, let’s go back to my room and I’ll uhh…” Connie scanned the crowed for two specific toons.
“BRIGHTNEY! TISHA!!” She yelled, helping Gigi stand back up straight.
There was a a bit of commotion as the two toons made their way towards the two toons.
“What’s up?” Brightney asked, her smile fading when she saw Gigi.
“She’s going into labor!” Connie stated through gritted teeth.
“Oh! I’ll go set the room up!” Tisha stated, running back to Connie’s room. Her large bag filled with all things cleaning rustling as she ran.
Brightney went over to Gigi’s other side, grabbing her arm as both she and Connie made their way towards Connie’s room.
“So, Gigi, how often are the contractions?” Brightney asked.
“About like… 5 minutes apart?” Gigi replied.
Brightney hummed, “ok, it’s best we get started as soon as we get there.”
Once the three had arrived to the room, Tisha had already set everything up.
“Ok, let’s get you undressed…” Tisha spoke.
About 10 minutes later, everything had been checked, and Gigi was in the worst pain of her life.
Her abdomen burned and ached, it felt as If there was a massive weight pressing down on her.
She whimpered and moaned in pain as Brightney and Tisha moved her legs into an arch. Connie was on her left, holding her hand tightly.
“Ok, I think it’s time to start pushing!” Tisha said, grabbing a soft towel she had brought.
Gigi huffed and grunted in pain, “I-i can’t do this!! It hurts so much-!”
“Trust me G, you CAN get through this! I’m right here!” Connie cooed.
“…When you’re ready,” Brightney spoke.
Gigi took in a deep breath, then pushed with all her strength.
The pain was unimaginable. For the next 10 minutes, Gigi was a screaming, moaning, and sweaty mess. Connie felt horrible seeing her love go through this, and being able to do nothing except say encouraging words into her ear and have her hand be a stress toy.
“OWWW F-F-FUCK T-THIS HURTS SO M-MUCH-!” Gigi cried, squeezing Connie’s hand a bit harder.
“I know it does! But please, Gigi! You’re so strong! You CAN get through this!!” Connie yelled.
“I C-CANT! I FEEL LIKE IM F-FUCKING DYINGGG!!”
“No! You’re not gonna die!” Brightney spoke sternly, “just keep pushing! I’m starting to see the head!!”
Connie quickly wiped away Gigi’s tears, pressing a quick kiss to her knuckles.
“Breathe, Gigi, Breathe!” Tisha spoke, giving her knee a slight squeeze.
Gigi’s lips quivered as she took in another deep breath.
The next few minutes felt like hours, Connie was starting to get dizzy with all the screaming.
Connie was silently pleading in her mind for this to be all over, for the screaming to stop, the pain on Gigi’s half, just… everything.
And then, it happened.
The sounds of a newborn baby wailing quickly filled the room.
Gigi flopped down on her pillow with relief, closing her eyes.
Tisha and Brightney quickly got to work cleaning up the new baby toon.
Connie stared at the tiny infant in their arms.
He looked almost exactly like Gigi. he had short, red-ish hair at the back of his head, and he had Connie’s ghost tail instead of legs. He also had small patches of Gigi’s red color all around his body.
“Congratulations, Gigi! You’ve given birth to a healthy, beautiful baby boy!” Brightney said cheerfully, “would you like to hold him?”
Gigi huffed, trying to catch her breath, “Connie can… hold… him”
Connie’s eyes sparkled as she was handed the tiny newborn.
The tiny infant almost immediately stopped crying when he was in the hands of his mother, making tiny cooing noises and waving his stubby arms around in the cool air.
Connie floated down so Gigi could see their new son.
“Look at him, G! I’m so proud of you!” Connie spoke, Gigi smiled at him.
“I’ll take him now…” Gigi spoke softly. Connie carefully handed the newborn over to her.
“He’s…. He’s adorable…” Gigi said, tears returning to her eyes.
“Totally…” Connie replied.
“What should we name him?” Gigi asked, looking up at Connie with tired eyes.
“What about…. Uhm… Kasper?”
“Naw, too common.”
“Ghostly?”
“That’s just an insult??”
“Ok ok! What do ya think of…. Uhh….Everett?”
“Everett?” Gigi hummed, “yeah, heh, I like that.”