Talk:Harpy/@comment-26115871-20150426221015/@comment-5426290-20150527080458

I squee at her adorable little face and nuzzle against her cheek, then get tapped by an adult harpy and a panting incubus. The incubus looks at me with a thankful expression "Thank you so much, stranger. I couldn't catch up to her and we feared we had lost her."

The adult harpy takes the small harpy and learns it that she is the mommy, the incubus the father and that I am her soon-to-be husband.

ME: (O.o) "Wait, I'm the chick's what?"

The harpy mother and father laugh together and declare that once the baby reaches adulthood (age of 10) it will be given to me as my bride.