"What did you do to my little brother?"
Quatre turned to see Catherine storming down the hall towards his breakfast table. Trowa put down his coffee and said, "Ne-san."
Catherine ignored him and turned to look at Quatre. "Are you the one who knocked him up?"
"I intend to do right by Trowa and I'm very happy to be a father."
"So, you say."
"He's already proposed marriage, Catherine," said Trowa.
"Quatre-sama!" said Rashid, he was already developing a black eye and there was a noticeable lump on his head. "She pushed her way in and we didn't want to hurt your future sister-in-law."
"That's perfectly all right, Rashid."
"Look at the ring," said Trowa. He opened the box and Catherine had to turn away from the doorknob-sized rock because the light from the window caused the gem to look as bright as the sun.
"But what did the doctor say? Isn't it dangerous?"
Quatre coughed and said, "Well, he said that since Trowa's prostate is unusually large and acting as a uterus at this poin, there are no problem with the pregnancy continuing."
"But what about his performing at the circus?"
"Ne-san, I've decided that I must leave the circus for the duration of the pregnancy. I'm afraid of doing anything to jeopardize the baby's safety."
"What? Who will be the target for my knife-throwing act? The circus is going to be short one acrobat!" said Catherine.
"During your search for a new acrobat and knife target, Rashid will take over temporarily."
Rashid turned a nasty white.
"Catherine," said Trowa. "You should be happy for me. I've finally got what I wanted. I'll need you to be there for me since there's many things I don't know about this."
Catherine sighed. "If you insist on doing this, then I will help you."
Then she turned to Quatre, "I swear, you try to shirk your duty, I'll use all my knives on you."
"I will not shirk my duty!"
Finally, Catherine walked out with Rashid following her out of the room.
Trowa sighed. And we haven't even told Quatre's sisters-in-law yet. Quatre-sama, all your sisters have arrived."
"Trowa darling, are you sure you want to confront my sisters?"
"I must see them sometime, why not now?"
Trowa put his hand over Quatre's hand. "Dearest, I shall be perfectly fine. I have faced mobile suits and walked on tight ropes. I´ve faced several rounds of Catherine´s knife throwing. I doubt this will be any more dangerous."
Quatre smiled at him, then turned to the butler. "Please let my sisters in." The contingent of women led by Iria entered the room that had 31 seats, one for each sister and one for Quatre and one for Trowa.
"Quatre!"
"Iria!"
They hugged each other. Quatre hugged and gave familial kisses to all his older sisters, then they all sat down in the chairs provided them.
Iria said, "Quatre, you must tell us who your fiancee is."
"My fiancée is... "
At that moment, Rashid burst into the room with the pointy corners of his hair trimmed off. "Look at what that maniac did to me!!"
"He moved his head when I threw the knives!" said Catherine.
All of his sisters stared goggle-eyed at the girl in her skimpy performer's outfit. There was a silence that lasted all of ten seconds, then an outbursts of "What, her?" and "Isn't she part of the circus?" and other variations filled the room...
"QUIET!" screamed Quatre.
All was quiet.
"Ahem, that was most rude of me. She is not my fiancée."
"Oh, thank God," blurted out Barbara, the Winner sister who'd been dropped on her head after being delivered...
Catherine glared at her.
"Trowa, stand up," Quatre said to his shy koibito.
Trowa stood up behind Quatre. "Trowa Barton is my fiancé."
"What a most peculiar looking girl," said Barbara. The other sisters glared at their obviously retarded sister.
"Idiot," snapped Alexis, "Trowa is a man!!!"
"Ah," gasped Barbara.
Iria said, "I knew that you two were a couple, but I thought you were going to wait a while before such a drastic step."
"We've known each other for a couple of years now and besides, it's now a point of honor."
"Honor?" said Miki.
"Trowa is with child, my child."
This promptly caused a few sisters to stare at him, slack jawed, others started to froth at the mouth, others simply frowned and a few began giggling insanely, slapping their knee.
Trowa sweatdropped.
Quatre whistled and the family doctor walked and proceeded to give a lecture on how exactly this came about.
A half hour later
Quatre turned to Trowa and said, "Are you OK? If you'd like to lie down somewhere... "
"Do not worry about me."
"It's not just you anymore."
"Do not worry so much, it's bad for you."
As the doctor left the room, Quatre stood up and said, "This person is the love of my life. Anybody who cannot accept him and our child into their hearts can leave this room."
While there was grumbling, nobody left the room.
Iria then said, "Well, the wedding definitely should be done before Trowa starts to show. I nominate myself as head of wedding preparation."
Barbara stood up and said, "I'm in charge of finding the wedding dress."
Trowa turned white. "A wedding dress?"
Catherine said, "Trowa is my brother. You can't put him in a wedding dress!" She thought, I have 5 knives. I'll slay the five most annoying sisters-in-laws. Quatre has so many sisters, he won't miss a few.
Quatre sighed.
Rashid continued to weep over the loss of his hair.
"Heero, you aren´t showing a bit."
"It's because my stomach muscles are holding the baby in."
"Won't that compress your internal organs?"
"I am used to that."
"Heero!"
"Zechs, is there no such thing as elegant maternity wear?"
"Treize, maternity clothes and elegance are oxymorons."
"Woman!"
"Yes, Wufei," said Sally
"I have a bad craving for mango pudding with evaporated milk on top. I also want peach ice cream and strawberries." Then he shook his head. "No, I can't give in to my craving for sweets. That's so... so feminine!"
"Just feed the baby, Wufei!" Sally scolded.
End Part 2
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