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*MC's POV* "Eheheh!~ It feels like they're having fun squirming around in there" said Sayori. "Yeah..." I say as I rub her belly. It has been five years since we graduated from high school. Even though we all parted ways, my friends and I agreed to keep the memory and spirit of the Literature Club with us for years to come. In those five years, I had the courage to propose to my childhood best friend Sayori. She was a bit hesitant at first, but ultimately agreed. Now, six months later, we're happily married and awaiting the arrival of three more members of our family. Yes, we are having triplets. Sayori and I were relaxing on my couch, talking with our soon-to-be-born children. I then decided to place my left ear on her belly to listen to their beating hearts. Instead, I heard a fairly loud grumbling sound. "Hungry, eh?" I ask as I get up to look at Sayori. All I get as a response is my wife giving a sheepish giggle while stroking her left cheek. "Well, that's alright. I've been

Pit: This lady is giving me some weird vibes... Palutena: Careful, Pit. That's the Princess Gourmet. She's an alien who is a member of the Maka-Maka Organization. Pit: Maka-Maka? Palutena: She took over a small village, and had its denizens prepared into croquettes for her to eat. Viridi: ...I guess that's ONE way to figure out what to do with the humans. Pit: Okay. But, what's a Maka-Maka? Palutena: What truly makes vile is her...gassy tendencies. Best to steer clear if she decides to snack on your arrows. Pit: That's all well and good. But, Lady Palutena...WHAT'S A MAKA-MAKA?!