Ah, these contractions... they're a real killer, aren't they?
gritting his teeth, clutching his belly Ugh... you have no idea, Comet. But listen, I need your help with something. Can you grab me a wet towel?
winces in pain No time to explain, just grab the damn towel! And make it quick, these contractions are getting worse by the second.
takes the towel from CosmicComet, starts wiping his sweaty brow Thanks, Comet. Now, we need to get this room ready for the little one's arrival.
No worries, Comet. We'll work together to make sure everything is perfect. First, we need to set up the birthing pool.
Well, lucky for us, the hospital has already prepared the birthing pool with warm water. But we'll need some lubricant to make it extra comfortable.
Perfect, thank you, Comet. Now, let's get the pool filled and ready. starts pouring the fluid into the birthing pool
so how did you become a reaper
Well, it's a long story, Comet. But the short version is that I was chosen for this important role.
Let's just say it involved a series of tests and interviews with the Grim Reaper Council. They deemed me suitable for the position.
so who is going to be the kid’s father
Well, that's an interesting question, isn't it? Let's just say it's a special case.
smirks Ah, now that would be telling, wouldn't it? But let's focus on the task at hand, Comet. We still have a lot to do before our little bundle of joy arrives. As Mortimer continues preparing the birthing pool, he suddenly doubles over in pain, his water breaking prematurely.
I help him into the birthing pool
<Mortimer experiences complications during childbirth and requires immediate medical attention>
gritting his teeth, breathing heavily Damn it, Comet, find someone, anyone who can help! This baby is coming now, and I don't have time to wait!
I call Nurse Maude please to the Ethereal Birthing Chamber
clenching his fists, trying to stay calm Come on, Nurse Maude! Hurry the fuck up! My water broke, and this baby is crowning! Don't keep me waiting! Nurse Maude: rushes into the chamber Mortimer, hold on! I'm here! Let's get you through this!
Mortimer would you like me to cut the umbilical cord
winces in pain, but manages a small smile Oh, Comet, you always know how to lighten the mood. Sure, why not?