I looked down to Apollinaris, who was happily wrapped in my arms.
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Some time later….
I nodded eagerly. I have to know to at least think about getting a gift.
Apollinaris said, following me from behind.
We walked down the walkway and into the bedroom where my gift was waiting. On my bed.
I don’t know what's inside, but it must be nice because that wrapping is amazing. A lovely mix of black gold, and white with red and green accents.
Apollinaris snapped.
I said, rubbing her huge tummy. Her cheeks went bright red as she brushed my hand away.
I tore off the last bit of wrapping to reveal a huge white book with a completely plain cover.
I opened the book to the first page, where a message was left for me.
‘To a fantastic mother, I hope you enjoy this gift; love you always.’ Right next to it, sort of like a signature, was a tiny amount of pheromones left from the worker.
I turned over the page, and what I saw made me freeze
‘Thank you for giving birth to me, mother.’
‘when I was born as one of your guards, I swore to protect you with my life. That has not changed and never will. Love you, Mom.’
‘You are and always have been a fantastic mother. Love you lots.’
And like before, each message was attached with a small amount of pheromones. I turned over the pages again, again and again, each page filled with hundreds of messages from my children.
I gently closed the book.
Apollinaris chimed
I ignored her and sniffed amongst the children.
I jumped down from the stage and ran towards him, who was sitting right at the far back. A normal lone, singular, unsuspecting worker.
I skidded to a stop in front of him. The awes of the rest of my children filled my ears as I looked down at him.
I looked down to Apollinaris, who was happily wrapped in my arms.
********
Some time later….
I nodded eagerly. I have to know to at least think about getting a gift.
Apollinaris said, following me from behind.
We walked down the walkway and into the bedroom where my gift was waiting. On my bed.
I don’t know what's inside, but it must be nice because that wrapping is amazing. A lovely mix of black gold, and white with red and green accents.
Apollinaris snapped.
I said, rubbing her huge tummy. Her cheeks went bright red as she brushed my hand away.
I tore off the last bit of wrapping to reveal a huge white book with a completely plain cover.
I opened the book to the first page, where a message was left for me.
‘To a fantastic mother, I hope you enjoy this gift; love you always.’ Right next to it, sort of like a signature, was a tiny amount of pheromones left from the worker.
I turned over the page, and what I saw made me freeze
‘Thank you for giving birth to me, mother.’
‘when I was born as one of your guards, I swore to protect you with my life. That has not changed and never will. Love you, Mom.’
‘You are and always have been a fantastic mother. Love you lots.’
And like before, each message was attached with a small amount of pheromones. I turned over the pages again, again and again, each page filled with hundreds of messages from my children.
I gently closed the book.
Apollinaris chimed
I ignored her and sniffed amongst the children.
I jumped down from the stage and ran towards him, who was sitting right at the far back. A normal lone, singular, unsuspecting worker.
I skidded to a stop in front of him. The awes of the rest of my children filled my ears as I looked down at him.
