Eggs

Eggs By: Slothwrite-fag

You arrive at the monster orphanage after receiving a rather stern letter
from the monster association. In exchange for clearing your student
debts and paying child support you would care for an orphaned girl
and supply her with nutrients.

"Oh hello anon, were so glad to see you." The surprisingly cheery Anubis was clearly expecting you,
this does not bode well.

"Come this way and we'll help you though the process" The Anubis guides you to what seems like
a hatchery. You see a number of eggs all lined up rapped in colorful clothing and shined on by heat lamps.

"so, which one would you prefer?"

The Anubis motions a bit to her left.

"We also have a number in the day care that are still blind. If you prefer mammals."

"Or would you like...Something: odd."

You learn inward, grasping the paws of the Anubis and proceed french dip her.

"Actually i'd prefer you."

She blushes to your comment.

"Oh I wouldn't mind so much, but i'm married with a dozen children." You immediately lean her back up and profusely apologize.

"Oh, it's alright anon, but I really do have a busy day ahead. Perhaps you'd like some time
in the day-care and see if anything catches your fancy?"

Before you could answer her question you think of the most clever fucking thing in the world

No marriage could stop this: "Do you want a bak"

"I'm going to stop you right there, I've heard that pick-up line one too many times.
i'm going to bring you to the day-care."

She guides you to the day care, where plenty of tiny girls were crawling over each other.

"We have just about anything you could think of in stock. You also rated in the highest percentile
so you could even bring home a dragon egg if you wanted too."

You take a long look around the room to see a wave of cuteness so strong it could melt even
the heart of Judge Dread. If you could only take them all.
You are however no casual and given your SSS+ parenting rating you think your ready for a
challenge.

"Give me the largest amount of children who are the hardest to raise."
The Anubis is shocked by your sudden conviction.

"You aren't serious right? Cause I really am married if your trying to impress me."

You push aside her accusations with your huge desire to give a lost child a second chance.

"Okay, just come to my office to sign and we'll send over a team to ready your house while
your getting...acquainted."

Turns out your allowed to adopt three children at once and the biggest problem children turn
out to be a sphinxes(curses), Wurms(Dear god why are you doing this), and dragons( BURNINATOR).

The Anubis gets you to fill out your paperwork and brings motions for a team to take out
a green and red egg to your car.

"Your going to be carrying the sphinx personally there's also something else we need to discuss."

You follow along with the Anubis back to the day care as she commences a very important conversation.

"I'll say this flat, get married to a monster girl before they reach puberty, Or else."

You nod passionately.

Plopped in your arms the sphinx feels so light and the spectacular urge to slam her against the wall like you would a new gaming console. But before you were allowed to panic something magical happens. The sphinx, still yet to even open her eyes rolls over in your arms and cuddles against your chest, letting off a slight meow.

The world has stopped and everything will be okay now.

You get into your car to be greeted by a tall Kitsune with raven black hair
in the driver seat. Such commences the comfiest ride you've ever had to your peaceful wood land home. Upon your arrival you notice several agents of the department renovating your home for the three incoming newborns.

Your guided to the room you had cleaned and emptied for the new arrivals and quite carefully you set the child sphinx down into her new bed.

"Now we've left you supplies for roughly three months in your storage and put the proper literature in your library, but I think your going to need this most of all." The Kitsune paints a sort of a bracelet type mark around your hand.

"It's sort of a mating badge, it magically gives out a latent signal to the brains of adult un-married monster girls. Lets them now your available."

This could be a curse.

The team leaves just as soon as they finished their work, the fox gives you one last word.

"And just so you know, extra-species find single dads irresistible." She winks closes the door, and leaves you to the four new additions to the family.

You brace yourself for what's likely to be a very long night, checking temperatures on the eggs, getting blankets for the beds, and warming up milk for the Sphinx. Sitting in your rocking chair you gently bring
the bottle to the Sphinx's face and rock back and forth as she sucks lightly on the bottle.

It's really unknown how there came to be so many orphaned monsters in this particular city, but you
wonder how a parent could so easily abandon it's child, especially since it was so helpless at this point.
Sure a lot of extra-species marriages tended to produce the maximum number of children, but there were
very few cases of documented child abuse. That is, in the case of mutual marriages.

The Sphinx gives a little yawn as it passes out in your arms yet again. You set her on the bed and commence
reading up on your three little darlings.

As minutes turn to hours and your notes pile high on the desk you set up in the room you get some moments
to reminisce about your life here, and the not so far away city.

Your dad died when you were very young, so you don't remember much about him. Your mother passed when you were 16. The death wasn't exactly tragic, harpies don't usually live as long as she did. Some said it was a miracle that she found your father at all let alone had children with him and build this hose in the middle of a fucking wilderness.

After her death you chose to take up service with the army rather then go to a foster home. Thinking back
now, your SSS+ rating as a parent was probably due to your service as an interpreter and MP.

After service and honors you moved to this town to settle down and study, but your linguistics degree had dept piling up leading to your current situation.

Light shines on your face waking you up from your quite slumber to the sound of cracking.

Your eyes open wide to see the green egg slowly begin to crack open. Readying the tub of water and towels you prepared last night you look unto the magical hatching. All the books gave the same basic advice, let the creature makes it's own way out of the egg, don't baby it.

All that advice was shit because terrifyingly enough the egg is almost instantly teared open and two yellow eyes poke out scanning the room until they see you. It's the Wurm. Her eyes peice into your soul as she breaks the rest of the way out of the egg and lifts her arms up at you. Picking her up, you lay her down in the basin and wash the gunk off of her and wrap her up like a burrito. She continues to stare at you as you lay her back down and you hear the cracking again. The red egg was snapping apart faster then the first.

Before you even make it to the second set of rags you hear a low screech and feel the red eyes practically raping your back. Raising this one out of her egg she clings to your arm and lightly bites into your finger. Letting this go on for awhile you wash her up and make a second burrito wrap.

A low howl breaks your peace, the Sphinx has opened her eyes and their glued to your face.

The rest of the day is spent nurturing and caring for your young cub and hatch lings.

The rest of the week proceeds to be the true hell as you can't well enough leave these three alone with out them crying out for food or hygiene disasters. By the end of the week, your dog-tired.

The only time they all seem to quiet down is when they cuddle up to your body, you were given heat lamps for the two lizards, but they don't disturb you nearly as often when they're all in your bed.

At the dawn of the 21st day you hear a knock on the door.

You do a quick check to make sure all the kids are tucked in and sound asleep and as fate would have it a rare calm descended across the house. You sigh with relief, then make your way down the stairs making your single father self look as presentable as possible. The door opens to the greatest sight you may have set eyes on days. A Sea-Bishop, in full office attire.

"Oh hello anon, I'm from the office of integration and i'm here to check up on your current situation"
Dear gods, you feel like Palamon observing an amazonian princess. stumbling you invite her in and ask if she'd like anything to drink.

"No thanks I really must see the children before we get down to other business." Bringing her up stairs she gazes into the nursery just a peek to see the sleeping children. Her face glows red and a large, innocent smile spreads across her face. She losses herself to wistfulness for awhile until you gently pull her back.

"OH YES the paper wo.." Cupping your hand over your mouth you quickly shut the door and bring her to the hall. She composes herself and you bring her down to the dinning table.

"Sorry about that, I really like kids. Now before we start, is their anything you'd like to ask me?"

"What did you think of the children?" The question shoots directly though the sea bishops and she immediately goes into full cherry mode.

"OHMYSEAGODDESS They were the cutest little things! The way the fluffy little Sphinx kept hugging it's sheets, and the Wurm whipping about it's tail all around and the Dragon cooing every so slightly! I never thought that I would see "those" three so peaceful!" The sea-bishops praises leave you rather stunned. She retreats back in her chair and looks down, poking her two fingers together, clearly embarrassed by her outburst. You decide to ease the tension by asking some more serious questions.

"Whats with the rise of orphans?" To this, the Bishop reclaims her original upright official pose.

"To put it bluntly, it's because of rape victims. A great deal of monsters who rape men often don't keep the children, but with abortion still being a hot-button issue and the increased integration in law-enforcement..."
You grind your teeth a little at those last words, dark memories

Oh dear, you've brought the mood even lower, looks like your going to have to use 'that'.

"Will you marry me?"

"W-w-w-what?! You couldn't possibly be serious? Nobody wants to marry a sea-bishop! Let alone...someone as old as me.


"Sorry I didn't mean to scare you, but you are beautiful despite your age."

"No no no" She sways her tail back and forth obviously showing her true feelings as she clamps her face.

A cry from upstairs immediately breaks you out of your shojo groove and you race upstairs like the dad of the year. Apparently. A quick assessment and ocular pat down reveals that Wurm found her way out of her bed and bruised her arm, waking the other two along with her. Scooping her up, you sway her back and forth in your arms singing a small Danish lullaby(Linguistic Degrees at work). Almost immediately she calms down and wraps her tail around your arms shivering a bit from the pain. Softly you kiss her bruise and beckon the dragon and sphinx to come down-stairs.

With a Wurm in one arm, one hand in the dragons paw, and the Sphinx gripping your leg you head down-stairs and give some first aid to Wurm. You almost forgot that The Priest was still here in all of the confusion
as she walks into view the children.

The Spinx tugs a little at your leg "Papa" seemingly triggering a chain reaction each child repeats
"Papa"
"Papa"
"Papa!"
"Papa!"
"Papa!"

Finishing your first aid the sea-priest speaks up.

"You know, to make a complete evaluation I have to observe your activities though the day: did you have anything in particular planned?"

You tell her the plan 1. Grocery shopping 2. Local water park

She thinks about it awhile running it though her head.

"Aren't they a little young for that?" Suddenly you strike a pose of your favorite Egyptian

"tsk tsk tsk" You continue to explain that Lizards such as Dragons and Wurms need to start being physically active three weeks after hatching and Sphinxes matured even faster(survival mechanisms.)
you offer to give her a ride, she agrees and after a short breakfast you all load up into your huge-ass truck for a ride to the grocery store.

You ride for awhile in the car and begin a short chat about nutritional diets and you continues to crush her with all that late night studying. That is until you see a lone car pulled over on the highway with it's emergency lights on.