If you like winning shit read the A/N at the end pls :)

Your P.O.V

Alois skipped into the room like he always did. He jumped and raised his arms above his head, clapping them together. "Olé!" You chuckled, thinking about how it had been a few weeks since you had arrived at the Trancy manor. Alois started dancing around the room, screaming about some 'Rumba coffee dance' from 'Big Bob's' or something like that. Merry mother of god! You groaned and clutched your stomach in pain, leaning over slightly. "Claaaauuude! She's doing it again!" Alois shouted, staring at your stomach, not knowing what to do. Claude marched into the room, his usual monotone expression plastered on his demonic face. "Your highness?" "C-Claude! Help... Please!" you cried as the pain worsened a little, making you whimper and collapse on the bed. Claude bowed a little and you could've sworn you saw a smirk on his face. "Your highness, excuse me for a second, I need Hannah. (Y/N), breathe" Claude leaned down and whispered in the child's ear, making his eyes widen to the size of dinner plates. The door shut as the demon left the room to get Hannah, who was currently your second favourite servant in the house, your favourite being the triplets. They count as one don't they? No... Shut up author-chan. The two were soon in the room, Hannah holding a small pile of old newspapers. You groaned loudly and shouted "Please help!" You felt a warm liquid flow out of your lower region and you started to panic. "(Y/N), please, stress is not good for the baby. You are going into labor, please relax and do not push until told" Hannah told you. "Aint nobody got time for that!" You joked before Hannah glared at you, reminding you that she was delivering your baby. You nodded frantically as Claude pushed an irritated Alois out the door, his face showing amusement. You had a horrible feeling that he knew Sebastian would now be experiencing the pain of you going into labor almost twice as worse. About two minutes after Hannah removed most layers of clothing and replaced it with a simple (E/C) nightgown, you heard Claude whisper. "Looks like you are ready to pop. Little one is on it's way. Now then, push!" "SHUT THE FUCK UP! I'M HAVING A FUCKING BABY, NOT MORPHING INTO A CHOCOLATE CAKE!" You decided to obey the creepy demon anyway and pushed as hard as you could, resulting in a bloodcurdling, high pitched demonic howl from you.

Very short, yes. Is it better than nothing? No fucking idea, you tell me

Soz but I don't have any exciting behind the scenes shit or anything this chapter, I mean like its not like you could just shove a baby up your ass and be like: "we fuck-a-ducked up! Let's do it again!" Or can you? Idk, you tell me. So if you don't wanna fuck up giving birth, remember the new number: 0118 999 881 999 119 7253

Pls tell me someone got all the references this chapter. Tell me all the ones you find There are 7 unless I accidentally added another. Just inbox me where/who the reference came from! If you find the most, you get a dedication and can add an OC into the story!

Boo bai for now my lovely FanGrells of the Fandomhive manor! Illuminati out! ∆∆