Inks pov

Nightmare came into the room i was in. He was holding our child who, is fucking adorable.
"H-Hi"
"Hi inky, feeling better?"
"Yea-h"
Nightmare frowned at my voice cracks. I can talk but only on good days.
"Do you wanna sign the rest?"
"No. I want the baby to hear my voice."
"Oh" nightmare placed the baby in my arms. "What will we name him?"
"Iris."
Nightmare smiled.
"I was thinking nighty junior."
"No"
"Pfft ok, mum"
"Its papa now, atu-ally"
"Ok papa, but im still daddy."

I faked a gag.
"Funny"

I looked out the window again. The bird wasn't there. Instead was a bloodied knife, with a bird head... Poor baby..