K'vk'tun: Hammocks

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Ramada stared into the cup of brown beverage that was most definitely not coffee, and then looked over at her small friend, wondering how best to delicately phrase that the stuff tasted like crap and wasn't there anything else to drink. 

She could find no euphemism that was guaranteed not to set Mykayla off (truth be told she was a bit grumpy, and Ramada couldn't blame her given the condition she was in), and so instead turned to her small friend and said:

"Do they put sugar in this?"

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"Taking into consideration the fact that cane and beet sugar as we know it is poison to K'vk'ar, I'd say no." Mykayla didn't look up from scowling darkly into the depths of her own mug.

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"Uh huh."

Ramada forced back another mouthful and hid her face in her mug so Mykayla couldn't see the disgusted shudder that passed over her as she swallowed. It was kind of like when Jai drinks beer. She figured that the sooner Mykayla popped out this new kid, the better.

"Well," she said, keeping herself from shuddering as she swallowed the last bit, "I'm done. Would you like more?"

I don't want more. I think I'm going to go for water next time.

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Mykayla blinked, then took a sip and gagged. "Oh! Scrat made this, didn't he? OH!"

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"I don't know, but it tastes like something died in it."

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She probably knew Mykayla's favorite tide pool by now. The one the size of a good inflatable pool and devoid of anything that could be stepped on and hurt or give hurt.

Her small friend was floating there when she reached it, eyes closed as Scrat stroked her wet hair.

The quiet clone looked up with a smile. "Will you support her while I see how things are going?"

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"It's what I'm here for." She balanced herself on the side of the pool, ready to jump in or stay out or whatever was required.

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Mykayla turned her head to give her a distracted smile. "Come on in, the water's warm, and the butt nipper fish isn't here today."

"I'm glad," added Scrat. He had little patience with the overly curious fish.

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She snickered as she eased herself into the pool. Mykayla was right; the water was warm and pleasant.

"Tell me where to go and I'll go there," she said. She didn't want to impede or otherwise make the couple uncomfortable.

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"I need to watch this end." He looked at her with his quiet smile, his fingers still gently rubbing Mykayla's back.

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"I suppose," she said, shifting herself only slightly. Half-supported by the water, Mykayla wasn't very heavy; it was just that her butt was beginning to get stiff.

Perhaps it was just age.

She giggled slightly to herself.

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The small woman was in the midst of another contraction, but when it ended she opened her eyes. "Move to the water grass, it's cushy."

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Ramada grunted slightly as she did so. "Yes, that is much better."

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Mykayla sank softly as she strained, then bobbed up again as she relaxed and fought to catch her breath. Her head turned slightly to catch Scrat's soft stream of praise and affection, though she didn't understand a good many of the words.

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"Relax," Ramada said quietly. "Just do what he says and you'll be fine."

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Mykayla's face was flushed but serene, her eyes held that preoccupied look that her friend would recognize well. "Mmm hmmm."

The next contraction had the water of the tide pool slightly discoloured, and Scrat's eyes went wide with wonder. "There's his head."

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"Well now," Ramada murmured, "you've become pretty good at this game, haven't you?"

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Scrat frowned when she failed to reply, then swiftly clamped and cut Isaiah's umbilical cord. "Here, trade." He handed the little warm body to Ramada and scooped his wife from the water to lay her on the sand. "Mykayla?"

He grabbed a scanner and ran it over her, his face creased with concern.

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Ramada took the child and held him close to her, watching. Fear was coursing through her body as she watched what was going on.

Not again. Not now...

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Scrat exploded into sudden motion, the scanner flying as he grabbed Mykayla and set out for the clinic at a dead run.

Isaiah's little arms went out with surprise, and his eyes widened before his face crinkled to cry.

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Other men might have gotten angry or impatient, but the overwhelming patience of the Feen Seeschein only stroked her hair and asked Rhea to go and sit where he wouldn't step on her, then brought Ramada to the observation room.

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With Isaiah still cradled in her arms she watched the events unfolding inside.

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Scrat stood next to Kree, watching as his adopted sister gently held an instrument over a spot on Mykayla's head, every line of his body poised to hand her whatever she needed. Kree's expression was peaceful, only concentration furrowed her brow.

"Vhat do you see?" asked Seeschein softly.

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Mykayla looked around as she came in, then turned slightly in Scrat's arms and held out her own. "I'm sorry, Mady."

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"It's..." She handed little Isaiah over. "It's okay. Just... don't do that again. I almost had a relapse."

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"I said everything was going to be alright." She held her new son close, her other hand catching her friend's as her differently coloured eyes looked up at her with sad apology.