Mpreg Central

Trian typed in the movie's name. "Battles? Like, animal fighting?"

"Yeah. It's fun though."

"Animal cruelty is fun?" Trian scoffed.

"They're meant to fight, Trian," Jeremy said.

"Could one not say the same of any other animal? What about Kiba?"

"Kiba's from working breeds, Trian."

"There's a difference between working and fighting, I should think." Trian noted, and he squeezed his clefairy.

"Whatever, let's just watch the movie."

Trian nodded. "Should we call room service for snacks?"

"Sure, pick whatever you want."

"Alright, movie snacks, movie snacks. What are movie snacks here on Earth?"

"Popcorn and candy mostly. Occasionally nachos."

"Right. Why don't you order, then? You know better than I do."

"Alright then," Jeremy looked at the menu and ordered a few things.

While they waited for their snacks, Trian positioned all of his new dolls around Kiba and took pictures on his omni-caster.

Jeremy chuckled.

"Take that one there, and put it on his head." Trian said, laughing. "I'm gonna try and hold him still."

Jeremy nodded and did so.

Trian laughed at the sight. The snacks arrived, and the movie finally started. Trian enjoyed the first movie, but not so much the other two. "This is so stupid." Trian laughed. "The rules for time travel are so inconsistent!"

"I know right?"