Birth of twin Pups

    Glitch's day started out normal, she woke up turned to the side and saw an empty place, and she'd sigh as per usual. For some reason no matter where she looked she just couldn't find her mate Michael anywhere. Or usually it was sweet quick moments with a kiss here or a wave there, either way her being with him seemed to be getting less and less. Shaking her head, Glitch shrugged off her worry like she always did. after a few nice long stretches, she got up from her bed and ground. placing a hand on her low back she looked down at her bulbous stomach, "Yeah yeah I know it's time to get up you two." she cooed at the wiggling pups in her stomach. Since her belly was so big these days Glitch had to hobbled to the bathroom to do her morning routine. She brushed her teeth and hair quickly, before she walked awkwardly from the bathroom and went to her closet. Pulling on maternity pants and a blue baby doll dress shirt, She to she look at herself in the floor length mirror. brushing her band to the right side quickly Glitch tossed on a hood and after that, yawned once as she waddled out of her room and down the stairs. "morning!" She beamed as she greeted her brother, who was laying on the sofa sleeping, with a kiss on his head. Glitch smiled when he grumbled back at her. Making her way to the kitchen, glitch made herself some breakfast, consisting of toast and cucumber slices. She inhaling the food in record time, not stopping to even taste the food. When she was done she washed her dished and set them to dry. Moving back into the living room, Glitch got her backpack ready and waved to her brother as she left the fire station. It was just barely sun rise and she was on a mission, Valentine's Day was tomorrow and she hadn't gotten anything for Michael yet. Remembering that there had been a tobacco farm on the out skirts of the city. Glitch made sure her straps were on right before she set out to make the journey.


    Blue had awaken that morning to his sister shuffling around upstairs. His groggy hunter hearing letting him know that as the sun just barely peaked over the horizon, his sister was awake and coming down the stairs. His body strung across the sofa, with his stomach facing the cushion. His arms in the most awkwardest position. one angled up though his forarm was dangling across the back of his head. his other arm hanging down off the sofa and curled in on itself. He'd been that way since he'd come home. drunk and exhausted from his night out with random infected. All he really remembered was that either he had sex. or he watched some one having sex. Regardless in a sleepy haze, he growled at his other half when he felt her lips kiss his head. Grumbling incoherently, "Leavemealone" he vaguely heard the door open and close as he drifted back to sleep. It wasn't until two hours later when he snapped to attention at the memory of his is pregnant, about to give birth any day now, sister leaving the station with absolutely no one and just a backpack on her back. Shooting to his feet, blue threw on his hood and sprinted outside. Thinking that glitch had gone in for her daily check up as usual, Blue started sprinting to mercy hospital. Trying to catch up to someone who wasn't even there.


    Ishmael, the eldest of the two wonder twins was sleeping for once. Having worked almost a round to clock shift, things had finally settled down long enough for him to sleep a couple of hours. Which to him recently felt like weeks. Ishmael had been deep in his slumber when a small hunter pounced on him and snarled at his face. Disoriented the survivor threw the annoying intruder across his office and yelled for his attending nurse. "Make it go away Alana!" He streamed as he turned over, in his office cot. Though when the hunter persisted and didn't tear him open. Ishmael knew one of two things. One the hunter was his brother and two was actually touching him without forced contact. Usually something Ishmael had to force on a regular basis. Turning his head and cracking open on of his blood shot purple eyes. "... What? this had better be good!" He seethed at his youngest brother. Though at blues look of utter panic and worry, Ishmael sat up and  immediately started to rub the sleep from his eyes. barely understanding anything of what Blue was screeching, Ishmael simply got up, got dressed. geared up and followed his brother out into the infected world in search for their baby sister.