Learning in Beige

Fragile Threads in His Hands

As Coco's exhaustion prevented her from hearing the gentle knocks on the bedroom door, Whis, observing Coco sleeping, took it upon himself to open the door. However, just as he was about to turn the doorknob, he heard a familiar voice from outside. The voice spoke in a trembling tone, indicating heightened stress.

"Coco, please open the door," the voice pleaded.

Recognizing the distinct wobbliness in the voice, Whis couldn't help but suspect that it belonged to Cream, one of Coco's friends who often exhibited such a tremor when under duress.

"Cream?" Whis inquired, cautiously opening the door to reveal the person standing outside.

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~Coco pov~

I felt myself being shaken awake, and although I grumbled in annoyance, I opened my eyes to find Cream standing there, clearly distressed.

"What's wrong?" I asked, concerned about their state.

"K-King Yemma called, and, and!" Cream stuttered in panic.

"Cream, breathe. Take deep breaths," I advised, trying to calm them down. "What happened?"

"Hell is out of control! A tyrant was finally killed in your universe, and it only took him an hour to mess up hell!" Cream cried out, their voice trembling.

"Cream, why didn't you just call me or use the emergency call button?" I asked, trying to understand the situation. Suddenly, a realization seemed to dawn on Cream, and they squealed with excitement.

"You're so smart, Coco!" Cream exclaimed, immediately pressing the emergency button before I could react. In an instant, an ear-splitting, otherworldly sound filled the room, causing me to quickly cover my ears in response to the unbearable noise.

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~Priestess pov~

I emerged from the bathroom wearing a face mask, spotting my husband lying face down on his side of the bed.

"Rough night, love?" I asked, concerned.

"I gave away my oldest child and my youngest tonight," he muffled his words into the pillow. Curiosity piqued, I inquired, "Unidentified emotion?"

He nodded, and I approached, gently patting his back to offer comfort. As he sat up, he tugged at the belt on my housecoat.

"Let's have another child," my husband stated. I chuckled, assuming it was another one of our playful jokes about expanding our already sizable family to reach a total of twenty children. However, his serious expression told me otherwise.

"Oh... wow, you're serious," I stuttered, surprised by his sincerity. After a moment of contemplation, I responded, "...okay. Let's have a baby."

As we lean in, ready to embrace the idea, our intimate moment was abruptly interrupted by a terrible noise. My husband looked around, questioning, "What is that ungodly noise?"

I let out a sigh, recognizing the source. "The emergency call button," I explained, removing my housecoat as I walked back towards the bathroom.

"You're going to check?" my husband inquired.

"Yes," I replied, slipping into something basic and quickly tying my hair up in a high ponytail. Glancing back, I noticed he had buried his face in the pillow once again.

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~No pov~

"This better be good. I was enjoying my night," Sweet hissed with irritation.