|The Longest Battle
Author: steshin PM
A collection of shots where Alto deals with a pregnant Sheryl.Rated: Fiction T - English - Humor - Alto & Sheryl - Chapters: 8 - Words: 4,464 - Reviews: 46 - Favs: 59 - Follows: 54 - Updated: 08-20-10 - Published: 12-03-08 - id: 4694729
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Title: The Longest Battle
Disclaimer: I do not own Macross Frontier.
Summary: A collection of shots where Alto deals with a pregnant Sheryl.
A/N: Some scenes in Starlight are really hard to convey with words. I also can't help but notice how it's much easier to write lighthearted stories than ones that have a more serious take. Nevertheless I will conquer Starlight! Oh and expect to see the last chapter of Harassing the Hime soon.
There was loud clamor happening in the hangar, as the crew gathered around a certain somebody. Ozma Lee, long-time pilot who was married to the late Frontier president's daughter, frowned with puzzlement at the growing crowd.
He decided to take a closer look; everyone automatically made way for him, giving him a clear path. One of the perks of being a long-timer was the respect you gain through the time. Ozma soon found himself face to face with the center of the attention—Saotome Alto, who couldn't look any cockier.
"What the hell is all this about?" Ozma asked.
One of the rookies answered for the blue-haired pilot.
"This taichou here is going to be a father!"
Ozma's eyes widened in surprise before his whole face softened to a smile.
"Ah." The soon-to-be-father accepted with a nod, the earring adorning his left ear sparkled.
The next few hours were spent on drills and practices for those whose schedules had been assigned with that day. Those who didn't were lucky enough to join in Alto's booze party in the mess hall.
The celebration was a joyous one, as everyone partied and drank. Slapping each other around and singing songs drunkenly.
Amidst the happy noise, Ozma sat down with the celebrant for a chat.
"So Alto, are you ready to face fatherhood?"
Alto smirked. "Head on. I really wish the nine months could pass already."
Ozma, who had a three-year-old, could relate to Alto's excitement. "Trust me, I know that feeling."
Alto took a sip from his beer. When he set it down on the table, he sighed. "I just feel bad for Sheryl though…"
Ozma raised a brow. "Why is that?"
"Well…it can't be easy to have someone growing inside of you." He shrugged. "I'm sure it'll have a lot of suffering on her part."
Ozma was quiet for some time. He also sat rigidly.
"Alto, do you really believe that?"
"Well, its true, isn't it?"
Ozma opened his mouth to say something but decided to shut it.
The princess would find out for himself.