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realityshifted2010-07-25 03:53 am
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le hasard, ma chère ♔ est le dieu de la maternité
[Tamaki is sitting on the Plane with two eggs. One is pink and flashy and sparkly and he doesn't seem to be paying too much attention to. The other one that has his attention has elegant patterns like those of the Ouran teacups, in all the colours of the Host Club's flowers. He is pouting staring at the egg and occasionally poking it, sighing every now and then as he waits for something to hatch from it.]

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We can't even take them to an animal shelter when they hatch.
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I'm sure we can find whatever we need to raise them.
[puppy dog eyes a-go!]
You're not going to get rid of it, are you?
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[The bundle in her arms starts wiggling, which cuts her speech short. She blinks and sits on the floor before setting the egg bundle down as well. After some cracking and shifting a small hoof breaks out of the egg, then another and then three more before the egg shatters and a little lamb is revealed.]
...Ah?? But they don't hatch out of eggs...
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It has your eyes, Haruhi.
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[and he gasps, some realization hitting him] But...I'm too young to be a grandfather. Or like a grandfather, anyway. What will people say?
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