i'm still waiting for the world to end; birthing, any

[Jason]

A part of Jason had been nervous everyday since he had spent a singular night with Fiasko. They had shared intimacy in a way that Jason had rarely experienced. She was beautiful, quiet, and perfect through it all. From the tender kisses shared in the beginning to the unspoken embrace following it all. Fiasko struck him in a complete way. Since then he had been concerned for her wellbeing. Throughout the pregnancy Jason kept tabs on her health with the bits of magic that he had left. In recent days Jason’s magic had begun to feel more powerful, and it was with that increase in power that he was able to feel the sudden shift in pain. Jason monitored her health from afar. Like most men he didn’t care to intrude on the motherly act of birth. Instead he stayed at a distance until the process had finished. Jason made his way to Fiasko with a flurry of excitement. He hadn’t been around for many of his foal’s births. He had known that Fiasko was to have twins- he even knew that one would be a girl and the other a boy, but nothing could explain the joy that he felt in their safe birth. When Jason came upon the trio he was initially surprised to see Voudou standing alongside them. ”Voudou…” He said without thought. His eyes then drifted toward the foals ”My god…they are beautiful.” He knew which two out of the three were his own, and he stood for a moment just looking at them. Jason stepped over to Fiasko and assessed her. His lips touched her cheek and trailed down her neck. ”You alright? They are gorgeous..” He whispered. Once he was assured that Fiasko was doing well he approached the foals. He brushed his nose to his daughter’s head then to his sons. He then glanced to the third foal, Voudou’s. ”He is beautiful, Voudou….how lucky you must feel.” Jason wasn’t sure if Voudou shared in his own fatherly pride, but he believed that she should. They all had been blessed with life. jason magical son of eol and ashling