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2/17/2016 1:00:34 AM
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It was a normal day, warm and sunny. Ellie was doing what she pleaded while Ryker was training, punching a punching bag. Sweat was dripping from him and he was breathing heavily. The doorbell rang but he ignored it, to focused on his training.
[spoiler]Shad[/spoiler]
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Edited by Shadlezz: 2/17/2016 1:08:11 AMEleanor herself was busy cooking dinner. She saw her fiancée was, once again, 'too busy' to do something as simple as answer the door. "Lazy bum..." She sighed loudly, putting a hand on her stomach as she felt something. Her stomach had already began forming a smooth curve. "You better not turn out as lazy as your dad..." Finally getting a break from her cooking (a simple cooking period, where all she had to do was wait), she put her wooden spoon down and walked to the door. "Stop ringing, you bloody wanker, I heard you the first time!" She opened the door impatiently. "I got something on the stove, make it fast."
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There was no one there, just a note, and some sleeping pills from the looks of the label. The note read. [i]Watch Ryker, he's exerting himself, exhausted, hungry, and anxious. He needs sleep. Give him one of these in a glass of water.[/i]
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Edited by Shadlezz: 2/17/2016 1:19:44 AM"Motherfuсker, I'm hungry!" She sighs, taking the pills and slamming the door. "I'm the one he should be attending to for fuсk's sake... I'm the one who's bloody pregnant!" She tore the note in half. "Anxious and exhausted my arse..." She shakes her head, going back to making dinner.
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Ryker walks out. "Oh shit... I was coming to get the door right now? Sorry babe..." He cringes at himself... He knew he was in for a beating. "I'm... Really sorry... Honey.."
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"Oh look! A revenant! And here I had already mourned your mysterious disappearance." She says, sarcastically, attending her food. "You know you're the one who should be making dinner right now, don't you?"
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"Look... I'm sorry baby..." He comes up behind her, softly holding her stomach from behind. "I know I haven't been caring for you.. You are pregnant. I should be making dinner for you. And I know I've been inconsiderate..." He stops, his head on her shoulder.
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She sighs. "Just think more about us than about yourself, alright? That's all I'm asking."
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"Yeah... I'm sorry honey... Here... Let me take over, go rest." He tries to help, wanting to not make her any more angry
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"Don't interfere! I'm already balls deep into this recipe, and I'm seeing it all the way through! now you sit your bloody arse down and enjoy the living shit out of this stew!" She looked down at her stomach. "And you bloody better not inherit your mum's potty mouth!"
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He just backs off, not wanting to make her any more angry. He sits, keeping quiet. "So uh... How's your day been?"
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"Pretty exhausting. I'm gonna go take a nap after this." She finishes her stew, serving it into a plate for him. She gives him the necessary silverwear. "Enjoy! I'm going to go stuff my face with the junkiest of junk foods then pass out!" She says with a smile.
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He smiles. "Um... Honey is there anything you want me to do... Massage... Go get you some food..." He would eat after she was ready.
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"Oh! Massage, I definitely want." She smiles, grabbing a bag of Roberto's world famous Popato Chisps, Barbecue flavoured.
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He smiles. "You've been stressed lately, and I haven't helped it... It's the least I can do." He says as he sits on the couch, putting his hands on her shoulders. "Feet or shoulders?"
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Well, first of all, he should probably eat the stew that was placed on the table right in front of him. Second, she was already on her way to their room so... you know.
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[spoiler]There is a thing such as a microwave but whatever[/spoiler] He sits, eating his soup quickly. It was delicious. "God she's an amazing cook..." He says as he quickly downs it all.
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[spoiler]there is a thing called eating the food your pregnant wife makes you, too.[/spoiler] She lies down on her bed, shedding her clothes. She dives into her bag of Barbecue-flavoured Roberto's world famous Popato Chisps, enjoying each of the perfectly cut and cooked Popato Chisps.
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[spoiler]Chisps XD im laughing lol[/spoiler] He comes upstairs, ready to give her massage. "Alright honey you ready I'm gonna massage all the god damned stress nots out of your muscles!" He chuckles as he rubs his hands together.
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"The body oil is in the bottom drawer, my side of the bed." She lays on her stomach.
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He gets it out, squirting some onto her back, then beginning the massage. It was nice, he worked her back, massaging her stressed back muscles. "To hard or to soft?"
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"Harder. Definitely. Harder." She began to relax.
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He goes harder, wanting to please her, he uses his elbow and his hand, really working into her back hard.
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"Mmm... that's the stuff... yeeeh..."
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He smiles at her groans, happy to help her. "So... You need anymore food? Don't want the baby getting hungry..."
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Edited by Shadlezz: 2/17/2016 2:58:14 AM"Oh, don't worry... as long as I have my secret stash of Roberto's world famous Popato Chisps, I'm fine and dandy." She sighs happily. "Hmmm... there we go..."
