Afterward

                                    

                                          
((  this is just an afterward in Vesta's POV to explain some wiggler/children shit, because yes they have some cute kids omfg. but yeah this is the last part. the mother fuckin end!))
                          

                          
Gamzee and I found out soon after Dave and John's wedding that I couldn't carry children. On the other hand we would be able to care for those that our genetic material would in fact create.
                          
In any case it wouldn't be all together with a mother grub. Some opt for that for whatever reason, but I have always had very strong maternal instincts so I wanted to care for young, especially my own. Surprisingly enough we had twins. Wow what a fucking surprise.
                          
Four eyes staring around in wonder, was that amazing or what. Gamzee just sort of laughed. Two little ones, one with deep black blood like myself and one with a deeper purple, sparkling. (We'd find out later that we had a son and daughter.) Our daughter would much follow her father in that we would find her with face paint on, even as a little one.
                          
Gamzee wasn't all enticed with the whole idea (due to his background; being raised by a lusus.) I think his heart melted a little though meeting them and all. It warmed me too (regardless of how warm I am first off) to see him so happy. He really... Fell in love.
                          
Our daughter is named Lyrean and our son is named Raurie. They both are now six and a half sweeps old. They're tough, so strong and fast. I'd argue that they're faster and stronger than the Striders, but those guys are crazy powerful. It would be legitimately terrifying if it weren't for the fact that I have taken them both down on one occasion or another. But they put a good fight so props to them.
                          
It still warms my heart whenever I see Lyrean putting on that silly clown facepaint. She wears it proudly and when she gets teased about it god, the lack of fucks she gives is adorable.
                          
I remember when she was just a wiggler, the first time she got into it. Gamzee found her squeeing and whining trying to put it on.
                          
"Motherfucker!"
                          
"What is it?"
                          
"Lyrean got into my facepaint. What does this little wiggler thinkin?"
                          
He plucked her up and tried to get it all off of her. When I say try I mean she was biting him. I just started laughing and kissed his face.
                          
"Guess this one takes after you."
                          
We both laughed about it.
                          
Truth is Gamzee and I are still really happy. We are doing really good. It gets better all the time. We love each other so much and it's not going to change, no matter that we aren't married. Our children are also happy, well brought up too. I think we did alright, considering our "humble" beginnings.
                          
I fell in love with Gamzee when I found him again, the second time we met. I was at least confident one on one with him. And that was something I had never felt before him. I was able to speak without stuttering. Honestly I think he was surprised when he first heard me speak and be so awkward.
                          
Something sparked with him though, a flame in his heart that hadn't been alight since his old matesprite Tavros. I'm glad I could do that for him and I'm glad he could change me to be more confident in myself.
                          
I love him. He loves me. That's it. Our kids are happy and so are we. There's nothing else to say.
                          
(Well this is about to get real motherfucking corny but...)
                          
We lived happily ever after.