Mokey Fraggle (
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Pisces, Virgo rising is a very good sign: Strong and kind, and the little boy is mine
Early labor had begun while the parents-to-be were visiting the Manor, and - as with every other stage of the pregnancy - Mokey was delighted. Though the discomfort moving into pain was there, even that left her awed. Gobo was... Less awed, worrying over the midwife and the others getting there, but Mokey was sure things were going to go just fine - better than "just fine," in fact.
After about an hour of light contractions, though, she started to feel restless. She could move around without the midwife, surely... And a glance out the window told her what she needed. In typically-Mokey, absent-minded fashion, she started making her way to the door, murmuring something about being back soon to Gobo, who Scrooge was trying to reassure at that exact moment.
After about an hour of light contractions, though, she started to feel restless. She could move around without the midwife, surely... And a glance out the window told her what she needed. In typically-Mokey, absent-minded fashion, she started making her way to the door, murmuring something about being back soon to Gobo, who Scrooge was trying to reassure at that exact moment.
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Unfortunately, because of his state it took about a full minute for "I'll be right back, Gobo" to filter in through everything else. Cutting off whatever Scrooge had been saying he whipped around, looking in the room with them. "Mokey? MOKEY!"
And then he was gone, running off after her, catching up easily enough though she'd already gotten outside by that point. "Mokey, what're you doing?!"
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"Alright. But just a short one, okay??"
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"Mokey? You're squeezing my hand a little hard."
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She tried to ease up her grip, but found it difficult - the contractions were definitely getting stronger, and coming a bit more quickly.
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Swallowing a bit, he looked up at her, other hand reaching out toward her. "Mokey...?"
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Oh nonono. No. This was happening, wasn't it, and he was starting to leave-
"Gobo!"
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"Mokey! Mokey it's alright, I'm here, I-" A brief, panicked panting, then he skittered a half step back. "I'm not leaving, just hold on-!"
He moved only a few steps away that time, not even out of sight, and sucked in a whole lungful of air. He shouted for help, shouted Scrooge's name, waited. Nothing. Nothing?? How could it happen like THIS-!!
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"Gobo, I- I don't think they hear you. Oh!" That hurt, and in lieu of being able to hold onto Gobo's hand, she clenched her fists around her tail. "Gobo!"
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"It's alright Mokey, I'm here. We'll do this together, alright?" His hand trailed down her arm and pulled a hand up with him, holding onto it, looking up into her face.
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