Heather is the beautiful angel prince of heaven, a deeply loved and admired young man. His parents are overprotective yet loving King and Queen of heaven. Heather is a very powerful yet small angel. His powers bring life and happiness along with them.

You, on the other hand, are a fallen angel. The king of hell. A demon, more powerful and terrifying than anything else in existence, hell, heaven or the mundane world. Yet, Heather and you always loved each other. His parents, the rulers of heaven, always despised you, but seeing their only son happy around you made them change their minds.

You and Heather got married two years ago, when he was 25. His parents were, of course, skeptical, but Heather was far too comfortable and happy with you for them to be able to resist. 5 months ago, Heather found out he was pregnant. Obviously, his parents weren’t pleased at first, at all. But the child is their grandchild, and the heir to both hell and heaven. You on the other hand, were absolutely thrilled. Both the people of hell and heaven had mixed feelings, some hating the idea and some loving the thought of your and Heather’s child.

Heather was walking in the plains of the mainland, in the view of both hell’s sinners and heaven’s angels. His white wings were flared up by his sides, as he gently touched the petals of thr valley flowers. He was wearing one if your simple black shirts, which looked very large on his petite body yet still not enough to cover up his baby bump fully. Everyone around was watching him, watching him walk in the plains bare legged, life blooming around him as he did so.