Preference, You tell him your preggo, LOTR
Frodo: You had feeling nauseous lately, so finally you decided to go to a midwife. She gave you the shocking news that you were pregnant, and of course you were overjoyed. You walked home with the biggest smile on your face to where you saw your husband in the garden.
"Hello my dear, your happy today!" He observed.
"I know, today's a special day!" You squeaked excitedly as you handed him a very tiny shirt. "Do you think our little one will be able to fit in this?"
Frodos face dropped in shock, and you thought he would be disappointed, but a large grin spread as he gave out a loud woop.
"IM GOING TO BE A FATHER!"
Sam: you were sitting at the table, you were only a few days pregnant, and you sat at your table wondering how you were gonna tell your husband. Suddenly you got a craving for potatoes as you piled your plate high with boiled, mashed, and many more types of potatoes.
Sam walked in and smiled at the sight as he placed a hand on your shoulder. "Your awfully hungry." He commented.
"Well yeah I'm pregnant-" you froze "Crap! I was gonna surprise you!"
"We're gonna have a baby?" He asked excitedly.
You grinned and ate some more mashed potatoes. "Our very own little potato!"
Merry; it was the third time you threw up this week, and Merry was getting worried.
"I brought a doctor. Maybe she can help us." He spoke as he carried your weak figure to the bed.
After a little bit of examination with Merry out of the room, she confirmed that you were pregnant. A second later Merry popped his head in with a worried face.
"Are you gonna die?" He asked preparing for the worst. You busted into a fit of giggles.
"Honestly Merry I'm fine, but I do have a surprise."
"Which would be?"
"I'm pregnant." You beamed
"I'm going to be a father?" He asked grinning as you nodded. Soon he was running around the house screaming with excitement.
Pippin stepped in the house with a look of confusion. "What catastrophe happened?"
"It's the best catastrophe of them all." You grinned
"Congrats!" Pippin smiled as Merry continued to whoop.
"HA! I BEAT YOU FIRST PIPPIN! YOU OWE ME A PINT!"
PIPPIN: you were nauseous, and moody, and you felt like absolute sh*t for the past 2 weeks. Then you remember that you haven't had your period (do hobbits get periods? Just roll with it) you went to a midwife and she confirmed it for you. You were overjoyed. Finally you skipped home and saw your husband in the garden.
"HEY honey how was your day?" He asked.
"It was great! By the way I'm pregnant just FYI." And you skipped off to make dinner with PIPPIN standing in shock.
"YOUR PREGNANT??" He asked with glee as he spun you around making you laugh.
"This is great! I'll teach our son how to cook, how to garden, how to chug down a pint, how to pick up women, he can go get vegetables in Farmer Maggots yard-"
You cut him off with a slap of the back of his head. "ABSOLUTELY NOT! And what if it's a girl?
"I'll teach her everything about fireworks-"
"NO PIPPIN!"
"But-"
"No."
Arragorn: you had been feeling sick for the past week. So when you were napping, Arragorn went to seek Elronds advice.
"What do you think is wrong with her?" He asked
"I don't know, she could be sick with a virus, or-"
"Or what?" Arragorn asked
"She's pregnant." Elrond smiled at Aragorns whoop of excitement. "I'll send a midwife after she wakes. "
Sure enough, you were pregnant, and Arragorn fainted.
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