"WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?! YOU BIRD BRAIN, TICK INFESTED, SCALY, DEFIANT SON OF A FLEA BITTEN YUPPER!"

It had been a month after her heat cycle and in the midst of her cycle the entire population of Galran adults started their cycles as well, including Zarkon and with both their sex drives sky rocketed, a lot of love making went down. Zarkon and Elara weren't expecting baby number seven but it looks like getting tubes tied didn't do much. The odds of her getting pregnant again were very very very low but not zero.

"IT'S NOT MY FAULT! BLAME THE HEAT CYCLE!" Zarkon said, cowering from his own wife.

"Damn heat cycle! I'm only 33 years old and expecting baby number seven! This is ridiculous!" She said, clearly frustrated.

"You think I expected this? I'm two years older than you and that's my child you're carrying!" Zarkon screeched.

"I thought the surgery I had would prevent pregnancy from now on clearly the odds were not in our favor!" Elara hissed.

"But what are we going to do with the child?" Zarkon asked.

"Nothing! We're keeping them! We knew the costs of doing the deed and did it anyway, it's our responsibility to take accountability for our blunders." Elara said sternly.

"Alright now let's take some time to relax, I don't want you getting stressed out already." Zarkon said and sat in the bed with her.

"Let's tell if our parents first. Along with Sendak and Cressida of course." Elara said after taking a deep breath.

Zarkon nodded and continued to help her relax so that she wouldn't have a miscarriage at her stress and frustration. She'd be high risk, but a third miscarriage would practically kill her emotionally. Emotional pain is far worse than physical pain.

They weren't expecting baby number seven at all. Didn't know how to break the news to their children especially the young ones which are Farah and Delilah. They prayed that this pregnancy would go smoothly and not be like the last one.

LEOOOO😭💀