Poor, unfortunate soul
"Well it looks like we have to move out... Now." Bellatrix said as she and Zanthea watched their mother cry tears of pure frustration.
"It's not that much of a bad thing..." Zarkon said.
"YES IT IS! The poor thing will be a target the second it pops out because you COULDN'T KEEP YOUR FRIENDS IN YOUR ROYAL TROUSERS!" Elara scolded as the tears flowed. Suddenly the paladins along with Krolia walked in.
"What happened to her?" Krolia asked, walking up to the two princesses with Shiro.
"See what happened was that a couple months ago our father was struck by baby fever and our mother thought it really really wasn't a good time since space witch holds grudges and now boom." Bellatrix said.
"I'll no longer be the youngest..." Zanthea said.
"Soo... There's a child on the way?" Allura asked. Bellatrix and Zanthea nodded.
"That's a good thing right?" Shiro asked.
"Well, she's not upset about being pregnant again, she's just worried about the kid's wellbeing when we're in the middle of a war." Zanthea said.
"Soo when did she find out?" Krolia asked.
"Today. The medic said she's around six weeks along. She cried while Zarkon did a victory dance." Sendak interjected.
"The next 10 and a half months will be quite the journey." Allura sighed.
Bonus-
Thace was on the Galra Central Command Ship looking for Krolia and found her with Zarkon and Elara who was still crying.
"Is she ok?" Thace questioned. The Galran baby daddy instincts kicked into Zarkon.
"YOU COME ANYWHERE NEAR HER AND I'LL RIP OUT YOUR SPINE AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROAT!" Zarkon roared, making Thace run off.
"Honerva will not harm you or your baby... I'm almost certain just by hearing that..." Krolia said as she followed Thace. Oh boy...
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