Mephistophelily
Crazy is...
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"Baby, eh? Oh, that's quite a big thing, then, isn't it? Well then. We'll just be getting out of your way and-"
"Sir, why don't you hop out of the car for a second or two-"
Romy turned to look at Davie, a sudden very concerned look to her face. No. No, don't you even dare say-
"-while my friend here, who's a doctor, can have a quick look at your wife."
She twitched ever-so-slightly, giving the most forced smile possible as she shot a LOOK at him.
"I'm sure that she'll be able to give her a little help to keep the baby from arriving until your wife gets to the hospital."
"Oh, yes, of course, where's my bedside-roadside manner.... Thank you EVER so much, Davie, on REMINDING me-"
"THERE'S A DOCTOR OUT THERE?!" The woman's voice screeched from the backseat, a hand flailing up from the window as the brightly-reddened face of the wife glared up through the glass. "You! Here! NOW!"
Romy rubbed her tongue against her upper teeth, glancing back to the man with another smile. "Your wife is just darling, sir." She sighed, going over to the door and starting to get in. "Right now, let's just- Ohhhhwowokay that's just not- Hoooo.... Um." She peered back to the window, frantically waving to the two men. "Yoohoo, Daddy? Might want to be making for that hospital before little one plays peekaboo here..."
"Can you deliver it?," The mother shrieked, still deathgripping Romy's hand.
"Deliver- Oh, madam, I have far too little to possibly do such a thing like that and DADDY PLEASE GET TO DRIVING-! Davie, looks like we'll be tagging along, because mummy here has decided my hand is her security blanket and- owww fingers, madam, please, I need those-"
The woman howled out again, Romy giving her stomach the most worried glance she'd ever given in her life. She had absolutely no clue on how to deliver a child, and this woman was adamant on her trying to do it. She contemplated using her Inhibitor, but that would also delay things for the entire car- And what good would that do Daddy on getting her there in time?
Dad scrambled back into the car, flinging open the passenger door for Davie as he started the car back up. "Hang on, Ladies... It's not much further, dear! Just keep to it!"
"Its you keeping to it that caused this, you bloody BASTARD!"
"It's the hormones talking," Romy whispered to the man, shaking her head. "She doesn't mean that."
"THE HELL I DON'T!"
"Breathe, mum! Breathe! Stop trying to kill daddy..."
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It was a flurry of motion once the car arrived to the hospital, a building that was basically the same as the structures associated with medicine of Davie's own locale... Only a few oddly 'out of place' curiosities to it, such as equipment that seemed unfamiliar, and a number of patients. That bright blue fellow that insisted upon staring at them as they waited outside Mommy's room, for instance. Romy glanced at the odd fellow a few times, then pointed a finger at him warningly. "No." A single firm word, and the man's bright yellow bug-like eyes snapped shut vertically, his feet scampering to carry him off off down the hall.
"Excuse us, pardon us-," a nurse blurted out as she led a group of other crisply white-dressed nurses through the hallway, waving a hand at Romy and Davie to clear the way. "Quite busy in the maternity ward today, please be moving..."
Dad finally opened the door, smiling softly. "Doctor? She'd like you to meet him."
"Oh, we'd love to." Romy beamed, patting Davie's shoulder and starting into the room, to find Mom in bed, holding the bundled baby with a worn out smile on her face. "See now? Still want to shoot Dad?," She asked with a smirk, coming over to rest a hand on the bed's edge and peeking down at the newly arrived little boy.
He seemed quite the average little baby, aside from being quite pale with bright blue eyes. He squealed out furiously as his mother pulled him away a bit, letting Romy see.
"Well. Ain't he a cutie!," Romy exclaimed, glancing over to Davie.
"I heard the name you called your friend. If it's all right with you, sir... I'd like to name him Davie. I do like the sound of it..."She paused as one of the nurses came in, offering out to take the boy. "Oh, thank you... I could use the rest..."
"Sir, why don't you hop out of the car for a second or two-"
Romy turned to look at Davie, a sudden very concerned look to her face. No. No, don't you even dare say-
"-while my friend here, who's a doctor, can have a quick look at your wife."
She twitched ever-so-slightly, giving the most forced smile possible as she shot a LOOK at him.
"I'm sure that she'll be able to give her a little help to keep the baby from arriving until your wife gets to the hospital."
"Oh, yes, of course, where's my bedside-roadside manner.... Thank you EVER so much, Davie, on REMINDING me-"
"THERE'S A DOCTOR OUT THERE?!" The woman's voice screeched from the backseat, a hand flailing up from the window as the brightly-reddened face of the wife glared up through the glass. "You! Here! NOW!"
Romy rubbed her tongue against her upper teeth, glancing back to the man with another smile. "Your wife is just darling, sir." She sighed, going over to the door and starting to get in. "Right now, let's just- Ohhhhwowokay that's just not- Hoooo.... Um." She peered back to the window, frantically waving to the two men. "Yoohoo, Daddy? Might want to be making for that hospital before little one plays peekaboo here..."
"Can you deliver it?," The mother shrieked, still deathgripping Romy's hand.
"Deliver- Oh, madam, I have far too little to possibly do such a thing like that and DADDY PLEASE GET TO DRIVING-! Davie, looks like we'll be tagging along, because mummy here has decided my hand is her security blanket and- owww fingers, madam, please, I need those-"
The woman howled out again, Romy giving her stomach the most worried glance she'd ever given in her life. She had absolutely no clue on how to deliver a child, and this woman was adamant on her trying to do it. She contemplated using her Inhibitor, but that would also delay things for the entire car- And what good would that do Daddy on getting her there in time?
Dad scrambled back into the car, flinging open the passenger door for Davie as he started the car back up. "Hang on, Ladies... It's not much further, dear! Just keep to it!"
"Its you keeping to it that caused this, you bloody BASTARD!"
"It's the hormones talking," Romy whispered to the man, shaking her head. "She doesn't mean that."
"THE HELL I DON'T!"
"Breathe, mum! Breathe! Stop trying to kill daddy..."
------
It was a flurry of motion once the car arrived to the hospital, a building that was basically the same as the structures associated with medicine of Davie's own locale... Only a few oddly 'out of place' curiosities to it, such as equipment that seemed unfamiliar, and a number of patients. That bright blue fellow that insisted upon staring at them as they waited outside Mommy's room, for instance. Romy glanced at the odd fellow a few times, then pointed a finger at him warningly. "No." A single firm word, and the man's bright yellow bug-like eyes snapped shut vertically, his feet scampering to carry him off off down the hall.
"Excuse us, pardon us-," a nurse blurted out as she led a group of other crisply white-dressed nurses through the hallway, waving a hand at Romy and Davie to clear the way. "Quite busy in the maternity ward today, please be moving..."
Dad finally opened the door, smiling softly. "Doctor? She'd like you to meet him."
"Oh, we'd love to." Romy beamed, patting Davie's shoulder and starting into the room, to find Mom in bed, holding the bundled baby with a worn out smile on her face. "See now? Still want to shoot Dad?," She asked with a smirk, coming over to rest a hand on the bed's edge and peeking down at the newly arrived little boy.
He seemed quite the average little baby, aside from being quite pale with bright blue eyes. He squealed out furiously as his mother pulled him away a bit, letting Romy see.
"Well. Ain't he a cutie!," Romy exclaimed, glancing over to Davie.
"I heard the name you called your friend. If it's all right with you, sir... I'd like to name him Davie. I do like the sound of it..."She paused as one of the nurses came in, offering out to take the boy. "Oh, thank you... I could use the rest..."