You and Ink have been married for 3 years, you both loved and cared for each other very much, you were the perfect example of a good marriage, obviously, sometimes you had small arguments but you tried to work things out, no doubt you loved each other very much.

Recently, you two had been planning to have a child, but the problem is that Ink couldn't give it to you because he was a skeleton, so you had to work things out by looking for someone to donate the important stuff (you know what I mean), and you did it. It had been a week or two after that, and you had tested positive for pregnancy, which made Ink and you happy.

Just now, the two of you were on the couch, while Ink caressed your belly now with a life inside you, happy and smiling.

"I'm going to...take care of you and my little boy...I'm going to love and care for him so much...and I'm going to take care of giving him the best of the best...and obviously...I'm going to take care of you, love...because I love you and my little boy...or my little girl..."