NOTE: This has been copied from its original post verbatim, including misc jabber before/after.

sorry again for the pics getting darker towards the end. i spent four hours on this, 80% of which was probably spent staring at the ceiling.

the hat meryll is wearing was a gift from the wonderful and kind Mizuki_thia (along with some other adorable hats she made, and a couple of other gifts) ❤ after over a year of wearing nothing but hats from keishi_chan, it was weird to have her wearing something else! lol

Gabe, “Hey Kitten, how’s bed rest going?”

Meryll, “Murrrrrr.”
Gabe, “Oh, no!”

Gabe, “Excuse me, pile of plushies, have you seen my adorable beloved around here?”
Meryll, “Murrrrrrrrrrrr.”

Meryll, “WHY DID HE PUT ME ON BED REST THIS IS SO UNFAIR!”
Gabe, “Because you’re a silly hyper kitten who gave herself contractions.”

Meryll, “BLEH. It wasn’t real contractions! I don’t need to stay in bed!”

Gabe, “It’s for the best. Is this the baby’s?”

Meryll, “GRRRR I HAVE THE ENERGIES!”
Gabe, “I love you, but that’s part of the problem.”

Meryll, “It’s so boring sitting in here forevers.”
Gabe, “It’s not that bad. Besides, it’s not much longer.”

Meryll, “Easyforyoutosay. Hmph.”
Gabe, [sigh]

Gabe, “Do you want me to massage your feet? Help you relax?”
Meryll, “No. I don’t have legs anymore.”

Gabe, “Is that so?”
Meryll, “I haven’t seen them in months. I think they wilted away.”

Gabe, “I’m pretty sure that’s physiologically impossible.”
Meryll, “Doomed to live as a human weeble wobble. You won’t knock me down, will you?”

Gabe, “Hmm… curiousity might overwhelm me. I’d have to know if you would fall over.”

Gabe, “What are these?”
Meryll, “Those are imaginary legs left behind by my old legs.”

Gabe, “I wonder what happens if you tickle imaginary feet…?”

Meryll, “NOOOOOOOOOOO HEY!”
Gabe, “Oh! Imaginary feet are ticklish! Who knew?”

Gabe, “This requires further research!”
Meryll, “No no no no no no no no!”

Meryll, “HIIIIYAH!”
Gabe, “Ouch! For Science! No kicking!”

Gabe, “IT’S A WAR!”
Meryll, “EEEEEEE NO NO NO NO LET GO!”

Gabe, “I claim these feet in the name of tickle wars!”
Meryll, “Noooooooo let go! Stop! Hehehehehehe!”

Meryll, “AH!”

Gabe, “I’m sorry! Are you ok? What’s wrong?”

Meryll, “It’s… nothing… I’m fine.”
Gabe, “Time to calm down. Are you sure you’re ok?”

Meryll, “Yeah…”
Gabe, [sigh] “Meryll, I’ve been… wanting to ask you something.”

Gabe, “I’ve been thinking about it for about a year now, and I… I love you a lot and…”

Meryll, “HNNNNNNNNGH!”
Gabe, “Another?! So soon?! Are you sure you’re ok??”

Meryll, “Ugh, yes… I’m… Help me sit up… please…”
Gabe, “Maybe you should lie back down…”

Meryll, “AUGH!!!!”
Gabe, “Kitten, please! You’re scaring me!”

Gabe, “Oh, Mer…! I think your–“
Meryll, “GET ALICE IN HERE NOW!”

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yep.

(and if you’re going to be picky: i know perfectly well that you’re not supposed to lie on your back or right side while pregnant. in meryll’s case, pouting comes before blood flow i guess.)