2 weeks ago, you found out you were pregnant. You been feeling nauseous all week. You didn't know how to tell Scaramouche about his child, so you kept quiet.

You were in the kitchen making some food when you felt someone's arms wiped around your waist. You turn around and see, Scaramouche.

"Where do you think you're going, darling?" He said, before continuing.

"You left the pregnancy test on my bathroom counter a few weeks ago~" He whispered while stroking your belly.