The sudden announcement came to a surprise to Phasma- along with a twinge of excitement. She always wanted to see what motherhood felt like, how she would act with a child of her own.
“Techie, that sounds, um… interesting,” she said, trying to hide her excitement.
Techie’s eyes whirred hard like overheated laptop fans, his lips an O. “Oh! Oh! S-stars above!” he squealed, pulling her into a tight embrace while still being careful with her stomach as if touching it might hurt the baby.
“We’re g-gonna be parents,” Techie cooed, incredulous. He kissed Phasma all over her face and shouted, “Woohoo!!” Let anybody hear him and think he was a nut; Techie didn’t CARE!
Phasma let out an ecstatic squeal, all her hopes would finally come true! She and Techie would be having a child, and everything would be fabulous! Swept up in the moment, she began to kiss Techie, peppering him with lipstick stains
In between fervid kisses, Techie says, awestruck, “When w-will we know the sex? And names! We need a list of n-names!” He rambles on about his top picks, talking faster and faster until he’s crying with happiness and all that comes out of his mouth are little incredulous squeaks.
TechieHux 