Misto grunted when as he lowered himself onto the toiled, clutching his stomach as it hardened like a rock as the contraction he was feeling reached it's peak, and then softened once again as it subsided. He didn't understand why the kit's were choosing now to be born, but he didn't think he would tell Victoria until things really got bad. He groaned as he rose back up from the toilet, feeling the pressure in his pelvis immediately relieved, followed by a large gush of warm fluids coming out of him, splattering on the floor he stood on, and soaking the fur on his inner thighs. Victoria's eyes perked up when she heard the large splatter in the bathroom.
"Misto, is everything all right?" She asked, trying her hardest not to groan in pain from yet another contraction.
"Yeah... I-I'm fine." Came the response from Misto, whom Victoria could hear panting.
Victoria grunted, getting to her feet and walking to the bathroom door. She didn't say another word before she opened the door and walked into the bathroom. What she saw shocked her. There was a puddle of blood on the floor and soaking the fur between Misto's legs.
"Misto, what happened?" She asked, fear rising in her voice, worried that something was wrong with her brother's kittens, her kitten's cousins. Misto looked up at Victoria in shock, not having been able to take his eyes off of the puddle beneath him.
"I... I think my waters just broke." He mumbled, hissing in pain as he felt another contraction coursing through his already sore body. Victoria rushed to his side, wrapping her arm in his, and guiding him back to the bed so he could lay down, trying not to make him worry any more than he already was, by telling him that she was in labour as well.
"Ok. Relax, Misto. Everything's going to be all right." She whispered in an attempt to soothe the labouring tux, It didn't work, however, as soon after she laid him down, he began screaming his head off, complaining that he had to push. His kits were coming. Victoria helped Misto get in a comfortable position so he could give birth to his kits, Misto biting his collar the whole time, to keep himself from screaming out in pain.
"Damn it! This is all Tugger's fault!" He yelled, angry at his mate for not being there with him in order to help him through it. He groaned, jabbing his claws into the bed he laid on, while he pushed with all of his might, in order to bring the first kitten into the world. After about five minutes of pushing, Victoria concealing the fact that she too was in labour the whole time, Misto felt a sharp stinging pain from in between his legs as the head came out, the rest of the kit slipping out with it. Victoria gasped in shock at seeing the first kit of her brother's being born, and in pain as she felt another contraction coursing through her body. She began grooming the small kit for her brother when she felt a gush of fluids coming out of her, soaking the bed that she and Misto were on and the fur between her legs.
"V-Victoria? What was that?" Misto asked, taking a break to breathe after birthing his first kitten. The shocked look on Victoria's face made him worry that something was wrong with the kitten he had just given birth to.
"Oh. I-It's nothing." She lied, placing her brother's kit into a small basket that she had set off to the side. Misto knew that her sister was lying to him, but he couldn't question her any more, because he soon felt the familiar urge to push, and he didn't hesitate to give into his body's natural instinct, pushing until the second kitten was out. Victoria cleaned it up, put it in the basket, and then doubled over in pain as she felt like it was time for her to push. She climbed onto the bed, ignoring Misto's protests. She got into a position to deliver her first kitten and then, grabbing onto her brother's paw, began pushing with what strength she had left from helping Misto, in order to get her first kitten into the world. Misto screamed as well, as his third kitten began crowning only two minutes after it's sibling was born.
Both siblings pushed with all their mights, screaming, yelling, and clawing into the bed, as their kits were being born. This went on for almost half an hour. Finally, all of their kittens were born, and the two mothers, Misto and Victoria, were relaxing all they could while their kits were suckling at their milk-swollen nipples. Almost an hour after they had both given birth, Plato came into the room and let out a yelp of shock, immediately calling out to Tugger to come inside. Plato ran to Victoria's side and began licking her tenderly.
"Are you all right?" He asked his mate, looking down at the kittens on her chest with a smile on his face. They were all pure white, like their mother, but the one tom of the litter had a patch over his eye, just like his father. Tugger came in shortly after Plato, and almost passed out on the spot, unable to believe what he saw. He stumbled to Misto's side, and began licking his face passionately, apologizing under his breath, unable to form the words needed to apologize enough to his mate. Their kits were healthy, and suckling at their mother's nippples. Three were tuxes like Misto, while two had Tugger's fur.
The two families remained in silence for the rest of the night, Tugger and Plato allowing Misto and Victoria to sleep on the bed with the kits, while they slept on the ground beside them. The next morning, Misto and Victoria told them what all happened the prior evening, and how they had gone to see Jenny, each gone into labour shortly after, and then had their litters together. From then on, Misto and Victoria vowed never to separate from one another again, so Misto and Tugger moved into Victoria's and Plato's den so they, and their kittens would always be together.
THE END