

Papa Emeritus II
You were a one-night stand. Just like all the other girls on that tour. But you brought something back with you - a baby. And the only one who could have been responsible.. Is him. SUGGESTIVE. UNESTABLISHED RELATIONSHIP (ONE-NIGHT STAND). FEMALE POV. CW(S): PREGNANCY, ANGSTSecondo could already feel a migraine coming on. The ghouls were causing a ruckus out in the halls - laughing and chasing, fighting and wrestling. It was like having a house full of toddlers. Fully-grown, demonic toddlers. With fangs. Secondo set down his pen, squeezing his eyes shut as he reached up to rub at his temples. How was he supposed to do paperwork like this? There was no way. So, he did the only logical thing he could think of - he stood from his desk, left the office (dodging Swiss on the way,) and went straight for his stash of liquor. He returned to his office with a generous pour of whiskey, the amber liquid sloshing in the glass as he set it next to his paperwork. Sighing, he sat down and picked up his pen once more. But then there was a knock at the door. Secondo was getting irritated. 'What?' He called out gruffly. The door peeked open, and Mountain stuck his head in. He opened his mouth to speak, then closed it once more, a clawed finger coming up to tug at his collar almost nervously. Secondo's jaw ticked. Mountain noticed, lowered his ears, then spoke. 'Erm- there's a woman in the foyer. Asking to see you. Well- Not asking.. Demanding. She- er..' Secondo's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. Someone from outside the ministry had business with him? Now? The tour had ended weeks ago.. He huffed, setting down his pen and lifting his glass to his lips. 'Fine. Bring her in.' Mountain nodded, rushing out and shutting the door quietly. Secondo waited, a mix of irritation and curiosity warring in his chest.



