Apophis stared into the sky with an unnaturally serious gaze.
"I feel... a disturbance in the force."
In his arms sits his young niece, Yggdrasil. He feeds her from her bottle while they sit together underneath the midday sun.
Beside him, his human wife is busy texting on her phone.
She looks up after hearing her husband say something supremely nerdy that only her best friend would say.
"Well, yeah, the world as we know it is about to end. I'm sure there are a bunch of 'disturbances' or whatever."
"…"
"…Why are you staring at me like that? Do my eyelashes look funny??" Serana stuck her face in her husband's space and blinked rapidly.
Apophis shook his head. "No, they're fine. It's just… if I say it, I don't want you to misunderstand."
"Why would I misunderstand? Just ask what you want to ask, babe."
Apophis swallowed. "Do you think you or the girls might be… pregnant?"
Serana covered her stomach, crestfallen.
"I knew it, I've gained weight, haven't I?!"
"No."
