Talk:Wurm/@comment-28530195-20160529050524/@comment-5426290-20160606082400

I roll my eyes at her and unplug the power from the rocket, then I loose the straps that keep her secured. "SON, not the sun. Silly wurm."

She pouts a bit. "B-but I can't give you a son..."

I smooch her face and give her a smile. "Not yet. Soon enough the DemonLord will get enough power to let all monsters birth sons, I don't mind waiting as long as I get to be with you."

And then we cuddle.