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Traumer sighed and set the bowl down on the ground. "There you go Bubble." She smiled, grunting as she stood up again.

The puckoo raced to the bowl and immediately started devouring the food.

Traumer chuckled and patted her stomach. "Neapolitan should be coming soon...or..was it today she was checking on bubbles? or tomorrow...?"

Neapolitan ate one last bite of ice cream and remembered that she was going to check on Traumer's puckoo. So she started getting ready to head out. "I'm heading to Traumer's" she said to her children
then left.

About 10 minutes later, Neapolitan arrived at Traumer's house. She looked in the roaming space of her land to see if she was in there and found Traumer with her puckoo Bubbles.
"Hey Traumer over here" She started to walk over to her.

Traumer turned at the sound of her voice, showing her distended belly. "Hi Neo." She smiled.

Bubbles stopped for a moment to look at her, then went right back to eating.

"So how have you been?" Neapolitan smiled, then she noticed her stomach.

"Are you eggbound!?" Neapolitan got excited.

Traumer smiled and nodded, seemingly just as excited as her. "I am!"

Neapolitan hugged Traumer. "Congrats!"

Traumer hugged her back and smiled. "Thank you. Im actually due in just a few days." She squeaked.

Neapolitan looked at bubbles."I see how big your puckoo has grown." She smiled.

Traumer chuckled. "Yea, she had this strange cough yesterday though. Kinda worried me."

"Hmm.. do you think she choked on something, or maybe she's getting sick?"Neapolitan was trying to think of what it might be.

"Im not sure." Traumer sighed. "I've tried to keep an eye on her...but with the family.."

Bubbles tilted her head and opened her mouth as though to cough, but nothing came out.

"She must be catching a cold." Neapolitan sighed.

Traumer took a step back." A puckoo cant get a wyngro sick can they?" She asked.

"Maybe if its puckoo pox, but I don't know if that is the case for sure." Neapolitan wondered if maybe Dr.f would know why.

Traumer hummed.

Bubble made the same movement, letting out a gagging sound.

Traumer glanced over. "Bubbles? are you ok?"

Neapolitan patted the puckoo on the back softly. "You alright there Bubbles?"

The puckoo fluffed up its feathers and suddenly barfed up a small stone.

Traumer looked to the rock in surprise, then to the pond, then back. "Oh...so that's where that went..."

Neapolitan smiled. "There you go." She looked at Traumer. "She probably choked on the rock while trying to eat off of it."

Traumer hummed.

Bubble squawked and coughed up a much smaller rock.

Traumer winced. "Uh...should I remove the smaller rocks so she doesn't do this again?"

"Yeah I think it'd be safer for her." Neapolitan sighed.

Traumer nodded and slowly lowered herself to the ground. "Yea, cause you scared me honey." She chuckled, petting Bubble's head.

Neapolitan giggled and headed over to the pond to help getting the small rocks. "Here, ill help you get rid of some of these small rocks." Neapolitan grabbed a pail and started to pick up some rocks, putting them in the pail.

Traumer smiled and started to get up.

Suddenly, she yelped and grabbed her stomach.

Neapolitan quickly ran over. " Oh my gosh, are you alright?" She started to worry.

Traumer nodded, breathing. "Yea...the egg just shifted....kinda hurt...i'm fine."

"Are you sure you're not in labor?" Neapolitan put down the pail.

Traumer waived her hand, trying to stand up again. "My eggs still not due for a few days. Doctor said i may feel pre labor pain before then. Its ok."

"You sure you don't need to lay down?" Neapolitan felt less worried.

Traumer chuckled, finally standing. "You sound like my kids." She sighed and rubbed her stomach. "I'm fine."

"Alright, just making sure." Neapolitan smiled a little.

Traumer nodded. "Yea...besides, if I was in labor-"

She squeaked in pain once again.

"Is that what I think it is?" Neapolitan whispered.

Traumer said nothing, but her face melted to fear. "Sweet Chii...."

Ohhhhh boy....

Rp between me and zoey

Neo zoeyskully

MAX WYN

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Traumer sighed and set the bowl down on the ground. "There you go Bubble." She smiled, grunting as she stood up again.

The puckoo raced to the bowl and immediately started devouring the food.

Traumer chuckled and patted her stomach. "Neapolitan should be coming soon...or..was it today she was checking on bubbles? or tomorrow...?"

Neapolitan ate one last bite of ice cream and remembered that she was going to check on Traumer's puckoo. So she started getting ready to head out. "I'm heading to Traumer's" she said to her children
then left.

About 10 minutes later, Neapolitan arrived at Traumer's house. She looked in the roaming space of her land to see if she was in there and found Traumer with her puckoo Bubbles.
"Hey Traumer over here" She started to walk over to her.

Traumer turned at the sound of her voice, showing her distended belly. "Hi Neo." She smiled.

Bubbles stopped for a moment to look at her, then went right back to eating.

"So how have you been?" Neapolitan smiled, then she noticed her stomach.

"Are you eggbound!?" Neapolitan got excited.

Traumer smiled and nodded, seemingly just as excited as her. "I am!"

Neapolitan hugged Traumer. "Congrats!"

Traumer hugged her back and smiled. "Thank you. Im actually due in just a few days." She squeaked.

Neapolitan looked at bubbles."I see how big your puckoo has grown." She smiled.

Traumer chuckled. "Yea, she had this strange cough yesterday though. Kinda worried me."

"Hmm.. do you think she choked on something, or maybe she's getting sick?"Neapolitan was trying to think of what it might be.

"Im not sure." Traumer sighed. "I've tried to keep an eye on her...but with the family.."

Bubbles tilted her head and opened her mouth as though to cough, but nothing came out.

"She must be catching a cold." Neapolitan sighed.

Traumer took a step back." A puckoo cant get a wyngro sick can they?" She asked.

"Maybe if its puckoo pox, but I don't know if that is the case for sure." Neapolitan wondered if maybe Dr.f would know why.

Traumer hummed.

Bubble made the same movement, letting out a gagging sound.

Traumer glanced over. "Bubbles? are you ok?"

Neapolitan patted the puckoo on the back softly. "You alright there Bubbles?"

The puckoo fluffed up its feathers and suddenly barfed up a small stone.

Traumer looked to the rock in surprise, then to the pond, then back. "Oh...so that's where that went..."

Neapolitan smiled. "There you go." She looked at Traumer. "She probably choked on the rock while trying to eat off of it."

Traumer hummed.

Bubble squawked and coughed up a much smaller rock.

Traumer winced. "Uh...should I remove the smaller rocks so she doesn't do this again?"

"Yeah I think it'd be safer for her." Neapolitan sighed.

Traumer nodded and slowly lowered herself to the ground. "Yea, cause you scared me honey." She chuckled, petting Bubble's head.

Neapolitan giggled and headed over to the pond to help getting the small rocks. "Here, ill help you get rid of some of these small rocks." Neapolitan grabbed a pail and started to pick up some rocks, putting them in the pail.

Traumer smiled and started to get up.

Suddenly, she yelped and grabbed her stomach.

Neapolitan quickly ran over. " Oh my gosh, are you alright?" She started to worry.

Traumer nodded, breathing. "Yea...the egg just shifted....kinda hurt...i'm fine."

"Are you sure you're not in labor?" Neapolitan put down the pail.

Traumer waived her hand, trying to stand up again. "My eggs still not due for a few days. Doctor said i may feel pre labor pain before then. Its ok."

"You sure you don't need to lay down?" Neapolitan felt less worried.

Traumer chuckled, finally standing. "You sound like my kids." She sighed and rubbed her stomach. "I'm fine."

"Alright, just making sure." Neapolitan smiled a little.

Traumer nodded. "Yea...besides, if I was in labor-"

She squeaked in pain once again.

"Is that what I think it is?" Neapolitan whispered.

Traumer said nothing, but her face melted to fear. "Sweet Chii...."

Ohhhhh boy....

Rp between me and zoey

Neo zoeyskully

MAX WYN