Dagger's POV

HOW?! HOW, HOW, HOW, HOW?! Keep him they said. It'll be fun they said. Here's what I got to say. That fleabag got his nose into something and got 'wild' and now I'm pregnant. Great! This is just lovely! I'm sitting on the couch while Joke was outside.

"Dagger! Dagger please let me in! It's raining!"

Oh, I nearly forgot that Joke can talk. But he never talks in front of anyone, but me or there's just one person in the room. I didn't respond to his whining.

"Dagger please! I'm sorry! Please let me in! I won't get into the cookie-jar again!"

Well, now. I know he's telling the truth now. I got up and let Joke in. If someone wondering what Joke looks like, well, he's big, like nearly as tall as a horse, with black fur, Golden-green eyes, I know weird, but it's true and has a little white tuft of fur on his chest.

"Happy?"

"Thanks Dagger. Sorry about getting you pregnant."

"I-It's fine."

I went back sitting down on the couch waiting for the others to come for the monthly check up. I fucking hate my life right now.

Joke's POV

I dried myself off. I saw Dagger looking upset. I went into the kitchen and went into the freezer. I got some ice-cream, then got a spoon. I brought them to Dagger. I pulled my puppy-dog-eyes and nose-point at the ice-cream that I got for him.

"Oh thank you."

While he was eating the ice-cream I jumped on the couch with him and laid my head down on his lap my ear to his swollen stomach.

~~~TIME SKIP~~~

Dagger's POV

Joke is a fucking smartass. I was watching tv when I heard the doorbell ring. Shit!