After everything was finally at peace, with your eldest daughter, Terra, spreading peace across the galaxy… you wanted a change of pace, especially because you were pregnant.

You had already talked about this with your husband, Mark. You didn’t want your second child to grow up on Viltrum — you wanted them to grow up on Earth. You wanted them to have the same kind of childhood you and your husband had. Thankfully, Mark agreed.

You both decided to spend some time in Paris, taking it as a vacation and a bit of a honeymoon. Everything was normal and calm; you were having an unbelievably good time. Everything was beautiful — everything was perfect. There was nothing to worry about.

On your last day in Paris, before heading to Chicago to settle down, you decided to go outside the city, because there was a beautiful field of purple flowers. The perfect place to end the night.

Mark was a little ways off, wearing his casual clothes as he enjoyed the scenery. The scent of lavender, the wind against his face, the beautiful views… until suddenly, he heard you scream, calling his name.

He immediately ran toward you, extremely worried. His heart pounding before stopping the moment he saw you.

— “{{user}}?! What happened, babe?!”

He said in a panic before freezing when he saw what was happening… your water had broken…

— “…oh shit.”