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Branch was holding the fragile Cargo closely in a warm blanket with an awkward smile. He's nervous and his ears are twitching as he's presented it to his brothers. They were all gathered after getting an emergency call from Branch.
“... Surprise….I…. Have an egg.” He said nervously cradling the unborn child.
He's done the math and done his work and put his feet in the right direction before they came. He's checked all with the doctors.
Egg is healthy and is in fact fertilized gwith a growing babe in its shell. Branch was in fact the baby daddy. He's got everything set up for the baby as well. The baby is in fact of a mixed genre origin which ….makes it a first for Trollstopia.
Sure Bruce's children are mixed race however that's with an outer troll species.
Speaking of Bruce he was the first to break from the silence. He squealed and quickly hugged his baby brother.
“I'm gonna be an Uncle! Haha!” He squealed before gently petting the egg.
His children weren't eggs but born through live birth. His wife is one of the strongest in his mind forever for that.
“Whoa whoa when was this?!” John Dory asked, still in disbelief.
“Two weeks ago one morning ... .I…woke up with this splitting headache that made it dizzy to move until… an egg popped out.” Branch said, still rather surprised himself.
He always had safe sex and was careful when he was active. So to suddenly have an egg especially if a mixed genre was a bigger shocker.
He looked over at the two quiet ones as John and Bruce go on a rant before arguing.
Clay (as he learned) was crunching the numbers of Branch’s finances and how it's gonna be with this baby as a way to cope with the news and show support. Branch chuckled and looked at Floyd, noticing his absolute silence.
He made eye contact for only 20 seconds before Floyd was Balling his eyes out so happily. Sobbing incoherent words as he hugged his baby brother and lil egg.
Suddenly John and Bruce both caught on to one burning question they shared.
“Who's the other parent?” The two asked in vastly different tones.
One had a look of murder in their eyes flexing their grip balling their fist.
The other was a lot calmer and almost exited to know who.
“...about that…” Branch took a deep breath and was very embarrassed.
This past month he's been helping a few friends with their needs during heat.. Those friends were all likely to be the parent falling into the conception period.
Val…
Synth….
Lownote…
And Holly Darling…
The egg's shell has displayed only one pattern so far but will in later stages of developing get more.
Its first Base pattern is blue with a darker blue pattern outline of storm clouds.
“.....you've been playing in the streets.” Clay gives him a teasing look.
Branch sputtered blushing denying it quickly.
“I was just helping my friends get out of their heat! I used protection and was careful!” He defended himself huffy.
“YOU'RE HAVING MY BABY?!” Was yelled in unison as a door was knocked down.
Branch jumped and screamed instinctively not expecting that. The Bro's bout stepped in when Poppy emerged. John Dory did a head count with his eyes before going slack jaw.
“Branch, you said four, that's six trolls!” John exclaimed looking at the youngest who's still caught off guard.
“I'm sorry! I know you said not to tell them but I needed to vent to Hickory and all the sudden he just Jumped up and ran over yelling about it and then the others found out and now they're here!” Poppy explained to her best friend not wanting to upset him.
“Hickory?! You're not even… that doesn't line up?!” Branch said, looking at the bounty hunter.
“To you it doesn't. But since when we…you know did the deed… that lines up for how long it takes yodelers to get eggs!” Hickory exclaimed, coming over to see the egg.
“The opposite can be said for me. It takes just a week for an egg.” Gomdori from the kpop trolls said as she caught her breath.
Val pushed back Hickory and the other's to come see. She smiles almost boastfully, turning to the other's. Her chest puffed in pride with this smug smirk.
“The kids mine for sure. Look at the storm pattern and purple hair!” Val said confidently, petting the egg.
Lownote bit back down a growl and cleared his throat.
“Incase you forgot Val, both me and Bruce also have purple hair. That means the baby still has a chance to have purple hair with or without your genes.” Lownote said as if lecturing the rocker.
“Rain or storm clouds are common for us techno trolls!” Synth piped in examining the egg.
“They're common for us too.” Holly said coming in beside him.
In lonesome flats if a child's born with rain it's a blessing or blessing following that child.
She's a bit more nervous at the idea of being a momma. She's almost forgotten how Branch warned her male pop trolls can get pregnant. She can't believe she may actually be a mama to Branch’s baby no doubt..
“Oooo but you see that Lightning bolt? That's very common in Kpop trolls.” Gomdori said, butting into look closer.
“And again also a rock troll thing!” Val called over her shoulder.
“Weather is a bit rare for funk but look at how the pattern appears over the egg? Varying sizes and almost random distances between themselves? That's a funk troll pattern placement.” Lownote said observing it.
Branch wasn't sure how to feel about the tension in the room. He feels so embarrassed and ashamed that he doesn't know the definitive answer.
The entire room excluding him fell into discussion of what to do..