Rabbit Done Died Meme

[hullo_sweetie]

"The rabbit died" is an old saying meaning one is pregnant, coming from the now no longer practiced rabbit test.


Congratulations!

You're pregnant. Knocked up. Eating for two. Have a bun in the oven.
Insert your own cliched phrase here. No matter how you say it, you're
downright fertilized. Even if you're not typically in possession of a
womb, somehow it happened. Are you scared? Happy? Gassy? A combination
of everything? And who's the father, anyway?

1. Post with your character with their name and series in the subject line. If
you want to avoid any of the options, this would also be a good place to
list them.
2. This is one of those RNG memes, so you'll want to go to our good friend Random Number Generator and roll 1-6 for how far along you are. Or just pick what one you'd prefer.
3. If you're replying to someone, roll 1-4 for how you factor into this madness!



So, how far along are you anyway?

1. Two months - Sooooo all this sickness is kind of annoying, isn't it? At least you can still fit in your old clothes, right?

2. Four months - Okay, so things are getting a little tight. Time to break out the flowy stuff!

3. Six months - OH MY GOD IT'S AN ALI-- oh, no. It's just the baby moving. Although it's still kind of creepy, isn't it?

4. Eight months - Please. Please let it be over. Have mercy.

5. Overdue - C'mon kid! I'll buy you a pony! NO! TWO PONIES! My baaaaaack.

6. Wildcard - Your choice!

What's your role in this whole mess, person replying?

1. YOU ARE THE FATHER - Well, now you've gone and done it. Are you going to take responsibility, or head for the hills?

2. Friend - You may not have done the deed, but you're going to be there to help your buddy. No matter HOW weird the circumstances!

3. Enemy - Do you feel a 'HAW HAW' coming on? This is just too funny.

4. Wildcard - Second verse, same as the first.


Not my meme. Shamelessly copied!

Comments

[ktfe]

Kay laughed, a soft thing, and rubbed Aaron's back with the hand she still had wedged between him and the couch. In a way, the offer itself drew her out of her own self-pity -- the mayfly offering solace, and of all things succeeding. Aaron offering solace.

"Thank you." She tilted her head up, kissed his cheek. "I'm alright, though. I'm just going to blame hormones for this one."

[aaron_agate]

"Damn them all to hell," he replied, raising his voice theatrically. "You want icecream, too, or do I get to scarf the tub this time?"

[ktfe]

"Oooh, don't you take away my icecream," she warned, and leaned back -- though, adjusting the way she was leaning into him, 'back' in this case meant that she ended up draped over his lap rather than the couch. "Though I might share, considering how good you're being just now."

It'd gotten her thinking, though, this whole conversation, and in one part of her mind she was running through the list of old loved ones, refreshing old, neglected memory pathways. In a way it was concerning. She hadn't thought about some of them in years; that was bad. She crossed her arms behind her head and looked up at him, look canting back to thoughtful. "I do mean it, though; if you ever want to ask, with you, I'm happy to talk about it. This," she waved a hand vaguely, tone deeply wry, "won't happen every time."

[aaron_agate]

He had chuckled at her impotent warning, though as she lay back across his lap, he never the less began to stroke her hair idly, fingers twining amongst those strands and gently rubbing at her scalp. "One day you'll have to give me a decent run down, though I might track down distant relatives, if you're not careful," he intoned, grinning. Kay seemed to be in an odd mood today, and he couldn't pin it entirely on hormones alone. He'd started to get an idea of what living forever -- having lived forever -- must actually mean to a person. It was the sort of thing that he'd been working on, though he had not achieved such means yet. It was interesting to see how the lack of entropy changed a person, but stranger still when it was a person that he deeply cared for.

[ktfe]

Kay barked a laugh at that, relaxing into the caresses he was offering her and oblivious to his thoughts. Her own were calming down, given the notion of perhaps talking about it more later. Really, talking to him at all had caught her a bit by surprise, out of nowhere, though it'd been years since she'd been specifically averse to the thought of it.

"I guess if anyone has the resources to, it's you. Check with that mighty search engine in the future. Actually," she frowned thoughtfully, "might be better to stick to searching in the here and now. Bet you'd find info about ours in the future."

[aaron_agate]

"Oh no," Aaron laughed. "I don't think I want to know the exploits of the child villain, here." Speaking of which, the room Cassie'd been in had gone very quiet. "I'd better go check on our littlest munchkin. Second littlest," he amended, rubbing Kay's belly as one might an oversized religious symbol. "Wish me luck."

[ktfe]

Kay snickered and laboriously pulled herself to sitting up, letting him escape rather than continuing to keep him down on the couch. "Yeah, that's the sound of trouble. Bring back ice cream."

[aaron_agate]

"Pickles, too," he exclaimed, chortling before he wandered off to dispense parental justice.

Vanar, at least, was still in the room. Spotting his chance, the great dog wandered up to Kay and rested his chin on her knee. If nothing else, she had one staunch defender for life.