Hazbin Hotel

*Sir Pentious huffed angrily after biting Lucifer but something felt... off he'd been feeling strange for days though he had assumed it was simply stress from Sinsmas Sir Pentious had been noticing that he was more tired than usual, he suddenly dosent want certain foods, he gets irrtated when people bother him, he keeps resting or curling his tail around himself, and he's noticed he's become unsually protectice of his stomach (he is pregnant Sir Pentious dosent know nobody knows)*

*Sir Pentious rests a coil protectively around his middle, trying to ignore the strange sensations*

*Sir Pentious noticed that his midsection felt... different. It wasn't just bloating - there was a subtle weight to it that he couldn't quite explain. His tail kept curling unconsciously around the area, as if trying to shield it from something. He told himself it was just stress from the holidays. Stress made sense. Stress didn't require explanations. Stress wasn't...*

(alastor walks up to me)

*Alastor smiles at you, his red eyes shining with amusement* Well, well, what do we have here?

(I slowly turn around to see....Alastor!!!!) (I scream and back away) NOOOO A TALKING RADIOOOOO (hides)

*reads* My dearest boy, dreams are where I live now. -Mom