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Every single time a dangerous mission ends, Mordred can’t help but have an epiphany about himself...and life in general. The young dragonologist won’t lie to himself when the topic ‘babies’ are raised. The ‘b’ word was often mentioned by his grandparents, especially after he got married to Sophie. It didn’t help too when other people his age put the topic on the table, and not realize how uncomfortable it was for him. How about his wife though? She never brought it up, because she knows him too well. Of course, Mordred wanted to change that. He’d want Sophie to discuss it with him openly, and not be squirmy about it.
Sooner or later though, Sophie will come up to him and say she’s pregnant. And no sir, he’s got no intention whatsoever to faint from the news should it happen. Obviously, he needs to prepare himself NOW.
Thankfully, he didn’t need to go far for help, nor ask some of his friends for advice. The daycare was just a few floors below their office, and he could go visit the person in charge of the children during his lunch break.
The dragonologist showed himself inside, and did a quick scan of the room. The place was rather quiet, wasn’t it? Well, silence meant mischief, if the description was associated with children. He did appreciate the stillness though. At least he’d get to have a real conversation with the personnel who worked there without shouting over the kids' noise.
So yes...anybody home?
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