WARNING: This One-Shot contains instances of Mpreg as well as various pregnancy symptoms. If you do not like Mpreg and/or have nothing nice to say about it, just don't comment or read it at all. There is also some mild sexual content included as well as graphic labouring and birthing scenes, so you have been warned.
Other than that, I hope you can enjoy this as much as I did writing it, and once again, to Delphicoracle-CAT, I'm sorry it took so long, and I hope you like it.
New Years Eve...
A time where many a Jellicle should be having the time of his/her life, celebrating with family and friends, celebrating the fact that they had survived another year of life, and most importantly, getting drunk at New Years Parties. But, though the festivities were in full swing as expected, there was, not only one, but two Jellicles that were not enjoying the day that is supposed to be one of the greatest days of their year, second to the evening of the Jellicle Ball.
Plato walked through the deserted Junnkyard, kicking up snow with his paws as he slowly made his way home. How he had ended up where he was now, he was still unsure, it was all still a blur to him. All he could remember for sure, was that Victoria, his beloved mate, had had cheated on him with Skimbleshanks, the former mate to Jennyanydots. The mere memory of seeing the two... doing what they did... and in HIS den... and in HIS bedrooom... and in HIS bed... was sickening to him. He took a large drink of the vodka that he was carrying with him before tossing it to the ground and hearing it shatter as he continued walking in no particular direction.
His grey fur stood on end, maybe from the cold, maybe from the pure hatred that he now felt towards Victoria and the bastard that had effectively ended their relationship. But, then he remembered that he wasn't the only one having a hard time at the moment. No, in fact, he imagined Mistoffelees was having a much harder time than he was. What with being nine months pregnant and alone, the father of his kittens, Tugger, having left him for Bombalurina two months earlier.
He decided that he would pay the young tux a visit, seeing as there was nowhere else for him to go and he was pretty sure he wouldn't mind the company either, especially in his condition. He made a left turn down the closest alley, not even paying any attention to the darkness that seemed to engulf him. He had walked this path so many times that he knew every little detail by memory. He didn't even have to think about it... Take a left here, a right there, walk passed the next two alleys before making a right, and before he knew it, he was at Mistoffelees's doorstep.
He let out a soft sigh, debating in his mind whether or not he should actually ring the doorbell. With a moments hesitation, he reached out with one of his paws and gently rang the doorbell.
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New Years Eve...
A time where even most of the expecting queens were able to attend the celebrations being held at various homes within the Junkyard. But, of all of the queens and himself whom were expecting, of course it would have to be himself that was sentenced to bed rest until he had his kittens, and not be allowed to attend the festivities. But, the young tux supposed it wasn't too bad, now he could go the bathroom as frequently as he needed to without causing other Jellicles to think something was wrong or he was going into labor.
He placed a paw on his almost full term, pregnant stomach as he felt the kittens beginning to give his bladder a good barrage of kicks that made him gasp in shock at how hard their kicks were getting. "Damn it..." He mumbled, turning to get to the bathroom as quickly as possible, walking with his legs crossed in order to not piss all over the ground. "You kits need to give mommy more of a warning..." he muttered, gasping as one of the kits gave another strong kick, causing him to lose control and urinate where he was standing. "Son of a bitch... When will I ever get a break?" He muttered to himself as he heard the doorbell ringing.
"Just a second!" He hollered out, deciding whether or not he would try to clean up the mess right now seeing as anything could cause him to go into labor at this point. Letting out a sigh, he walked to the door, fixing up the fur atop his head and placing a paw on his large stomach before answering the door.