We go through the pamphlet at home. OK, so… a lot of this won't affect us. We might get morning sickness… that can happen anytime? Huh… although neither of us sleep and it's unclear if real-world effects like that offer a save… and does it matter when eating is also a non-issue? Missed period, don't care. Neither of us eat or pee, we're both immune to fatigue… oh, so our chests might get bigger and more veiny? Whatever, clothes are free. Delay Pain deals with all aches…. breathlessness? OK, my other half might feel that one. Constipation and Hemorrhoids? Non-issue, no waste. Heartburn and indigestion won't apply as we don’t eat… itching might be a problem… leg cramps probably fall under the pain header… mood changes might be a problem, given that either of us could knock a city flat with varying degrees of work… carpel tunnel sounds annoying… discharge and swelling down there likewise… varicose veins… huh.

There's some horror story stuff in there… but nearly half the population goes through it at some point, often multiple times, and a lot of those are "maybe" or "sometimes" items. And even at that we might be effectively immune… depends. So probably easier on us than most.

I do hate "probably" though.

There's other things in there, like nutrition advice and reminders to set up a room for the baby while you still can… eh, why not? I use my time clone time travel crafting technique to make two Keyhome apartments - these ones using the six foot ceiling method for increased floorspace - complete with magically supplied power and water - but set them up as full two-bedroom apartments (one of the bedrooms set up as a nursery, of course), including kitchen (with silverware, bowls, plates, cups, measuring cups, and all manner of utensils), dining room, living room, stove top, oven, dishwasher, a little clothes washer/dryer combo unit, and bath… everything made primarily of metal, with Eternal Steel from the Nature sphere so they won't break, with the electrical outlets turned off at the breaker box, other than the higher ones in the kitchen, so little toddlers will be fine if they decide to stick their fingers in them. I also set them up with a back door to a demiplane (via Warp Portals) so that they have a decent back yard, which also includes septic and of course, food from the Bountiful option. And one of my planar net connections to go with a few wifi routers. A little Wondrous Architecture from the Stronghold Builder's Guide rounds it out: A Bed of Restoration, a Platform of Healing, an Everful Larder, and Pantry of Preservation integrated into the places mean never needing to worry about food or sickness. Mind you, I also plan to buff them enough that it's a non-issue and include them in my Soul Vault, but it's good to have options, and this will let them entertain friends.

Once I have them in hand, I task a pair of new Conjuration Companions (buffed to the gills, of course) with taking care of the interior of the two Keyhomes, and dismiss my time clone.

Jessica watches, of course. "Why make them complete like that?"

Oh, that's easy: "Because when the kids grow up and leave, they don't have to pack their stuff, they can just take a small apartment with them, and set it up wherever. Food, water, disposal, and health needs sufficient for a small family, and room to expand."

"So you're planning around twenty years ahead?"

"Roughly. It'll work for college and camping too, of course."

"Can you really call it camping if you bring a complete house?"

I pause, "Eh. People still call it that when using trailers and motorhomes.  This is only a little more significant than that. But if the kiddos want to rough it with a tent, that's good too." You know, assuming they even need sleep… but Half-Celestial kids should be native outsiders, and thus need to eat and sleep and such. At least until I give them a spell or item that says otherwise, anyway. But I think I'll like the break of them sleeping….

"And… kids lose stuff all the time. How do we solve that?"

"Oh, that's simple. Plane Shift to the Demiplane backyard, walk through the back door, force open the front door, and we're within five feet of the key. Then just pick it up. Unless it's buried or something, it'll be fine."

Jessica pauses, "And even if we can't retrieve the key for some reason, we can just Plane Shift in similarly and empty the place through the back door, then you can make another."

"Exactly. They’re practically disposable for me."

"That's only because your resources are truly absurd."

No denying that, "Very. I keep a couple Keyhomes in my warp storage because they’re convenient for meeting rooms, more storage, and such." And I still need to do something with that house I moved to make way for my embassy. Maybe Habitat for Humanity would like it? Eh, building code and inspections would probably get in the way… I'll just drop it off in a demiplane or something, I guess.

"So…. got any ideas on names for our daughters?"

I need to tread carefully here, to avoid triggering her more slavish traits… "Some thoughts, but… how do you know we'll have daughters?"

Jessica shrugs, "Both of our default forms are very chesty, with wide hips and a thin waist; we're also both naturally packing four feeders. The forms we mated in were both physically female. It's possible one or more will take after me and have a baby baster to go with the baby bakery, but with the genetics available between us, do you really expect the world to look at them and see anything other than women when they grow up?"

"... not if I'm being honest, not without some changes to society… or making our own. My Conjuration Companions can use Permanent Transformation if someone wants to hop the gender fence, although admittedly I haven't advertised that. Them being our kids could help with that, but…"

"... but there's limits, and people speaking in fear all the time does bad things to a kid."

"Yeah," I sigh, "Which also means I'm going to have to limit boosts to the life-saving variety; if they can't feel the hits, or if the adults can't discipline them effectively, that's a problem… I may be a good idea to remove their Damage Reduction until they're older. The Enhancement sphere can do it…. thoughts?"

Jessica considers, "... because if they don't experience pain, they'll be unable to empathize with those in pain. If they never catch a cold, they'll have trouble empathizing with people who are sick. If they always win fights easily, they'll get reckless of their own and other's skin. I don't want our daughters to hurt…"

Nice that Jessica is on the same wavelength, "... but what we want isn't always what's best. So… add them to my immortality list, add Delay Death, use the entire Protection From alignment line of spells to guard their minds, but otherwise try to let them grow up normally?"

Jessica nods, "That sounds good. If they get hurt, we can fix them up once they're home. But coming back to my original question… names?"

Yeah, I didn't think that would work, "I'd like to hear your thoughts on the matter first… I haven't met your family, is there anyone you'd perhaps like to honor?"

Jessica gives me a painfully immediate answer, "None in my immediate family, no. Maybe my grandmother, she took me in after…" she pauses.

I try to look encouraging, but if I ask her, she WILL tell me, and it needs to be her choice.

Jessica takes a breath and keeps going, "... after my parents kicked me out when I confessed that I thought I was falling for the head cheerleader. My mom wasn't quite as much of… well, 'a child of the sixties' as yours seems to be. Your mom REALLY rolls with the punches. Treasure her."

With what I've given her, she could probably convince a lot of people that she is a goddess if she felt like it, "I do. She's holding one of the eleven slots I have for making a person properly immortal. I don't get more of those."

"Sure… but the last time you spoke, it was because of the baby announcement, and the time before that was a kidnapping. Tell me, other than those two, when was the last time you talked to her?"

Umm... "... less recently than I'd like to say. I'll make a point of checking in on her periodically. So what was your grandmother called?"

Jessica smiles, "Abiah."

Tongues gives me a translation of the Hebrew, and I can't help but laugh, "I can roll with that one. Remarkably appropriate for one of my daughters."

Jessica smiles, "And as we'll have at least two…"

Right. “Well… some thoughts, but little concrete. We have a few months to worry about it… maybe one of my aunts or grandmothers… I’d say I should sleep on it, but I haven’t slept since this started… other than the dirt nap that brought us together for the first time. I think… with how it turned out… worth it.”

She smiles, and lets it go for now.

But I will need to figure out a name eventually. Still… I’ve got a few months.