(In the clubroom…)

Natsuki: (already fuming) “GAH! Yuri STILL isn’t here yet?! Where is she?!”

Monika: “Natsuki, calm down! Your anger isn’t helping!”

Natsuki: (finally calming down) “Okay…okay…but Yuri better have a reason for being late.”

Sayori: “I agree with Natsuki. Yuri should have an explanation for being late.” (rubbing her 9-month bump) “But seriously, this pain is just no joke. I’ve never experienced this much pain when I was in labor with my daughter Sky. This is my second child, by the way.”

Monika: “Oh, Sayori, I’m so sorry you’re going through so much pain. Is there anything we can do to help?”

Natsuki: “Yeah, maybe we should call a doctor or something. I don’t want anything bad happening to you or the baby.”

Sayori: (smiling weakly) “Thanks, guys. I appreciate your concern. But don’t worry, I’ve already called my doctor and she said it’s just Braxton Hicks contractions. They’re kind of like practice contractions, but they can still be pretty painful.”

Monika: “That’s a relief to hear. But still, if you need anything, don’t hesitate to let us know.”

(Just then, the door opens and Yuri walks in, looking flustered and out of breath.)

Yuri: “I-I’m so sorry for being late. I got held up at the library.”

Natsuki: “Library? Seriously, Yuri? You’re late because of the library?”

Yuri: “I needed to return a book, and there was a long line. I didn’t mean to keep you all waiting.”

Sayori: “It’s alright, Yuri. We were just worried about you. And speaking of being late, how about we focus on more important matters right now?”

Natsuki: “Yeah, Sayori’s right. We were just talking about her Braxton Hicks contractions. They’ve been really painful.”

Yuri: “Oh no, Sayori, I’m sorry to hear that. Is there anything I can do to help?”

Sayori: “Actually, Yuri, since you’re here now, could y-”

(Sayori is cut short as she experiences real contractions.)

Sayori: (grimacing in pain) “Oh…these…are different…from before…”

Natsuki: “Sayori! Are you okay?!”

Yuri: “We need to get her to the hospital! It sounds like she’s going into labor!”

Monika: “I’ll call an ambulance right away! Stay with her and try to keep her calm!”

Natsuki: “Sayori, just hang in there! We’ll make sure you and the baby are okay!”

(Yuri rushes to get some blankets to make Sayori comfortable while Natsuki stays by her side, holding her hand.)

Yuri: “Try to breathe through the contractions, Sayori. It’s going to be okay. You’re doing great.”

Natsuki: “Just focus on your breathing, Sayori. We’re going to get through this together. You’re so strong.”

(Soon, the ambulance arrives and paramedics rush in to assess the situation. The club members step back to give them space but remain close by for support.)

Paramedic: “Alright, ma’am, we’re going to take you to the hospital. Everything will be fine. Just try to stay calm.”

Sayori: (through gritted teeth) “I…can do…this…I trust…you guys-” (the urge to push fills her body) “OWWWW!!”

Yuri: “S-S-S-Sayori?! Is something wrong?!”

Paramedic: “It’s okay, it’s just a natural instinct. That means the baby is ready to come.”

Sayori: “Yes…and it’s coming out fast!” (she starts pushing) “AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!”

Natsuki: “Wait, Sayori, you’re about to give birth here?!”

(The paramedics quickly prepare for the delivery.)

Paramedic: “Yes, it looks like we might not have enough time to make it to the hospital. We’ll do our best to ensure a safe delivery right here.”

Yuri: (nervously) “Is there anything we can do to help?”

Paramedic: “Actually, Natsuki, since you’re with Sayori, let me guide you through the delivery process. The rest of you can offer support and encouragement.”

Natsuki: (taking a deep breath) “Okay, I’ll do my best.”

(Yuri and Monika help Natsuki prepare for the delivery, providing her with gloves and towels.)

Natsuki: (gently supporting Sayori) “You’re doing great, Sayori. Just keep pushing.”

Sayori: (teary-eyed) “I’m scared, Natsuki.”

Natsuki: “I know, but we’re all here for you. We’ll get through this together. You’re so strong, Sayori.”

Sky: (rushing into the clubroom) “Mommy, what’s happening?!”