Out of all of the norns that I have had, out of all of the norns I have loved, the one that had the most depressing death was my norn Babs. Babs was my second norn and the wife of my first one, Cougar. When I first saw that you were supposed to hatch a girl first, I immediately went for a boy. When I hatched Babs, Cougar wasn't fazed at all. In fact, he was the one who taught her.They were both happy, but I want a bigger and better genepool. So, I hatched my third one, Coco. Unfortunately, Cougar and Babs ignored Coco completely and I had to teach her everything. She was alone until she was an adult. Babs and Cougar, on the other hand, were never apart. They explored everything together and had me worried sick!
Finally, the two of the grew up. They were even closer. I barely turned to check on Coco, when Babs was pregnant. To make a very long story short, Babs and Cougar had a lot of children. Unfortunately, Coco and Sleepy, a second generation norn mated. I didn't know about generations at the time, so this really didn't bug me.
There were tons of adults and children in my world. They were all happy and learning everything. Then, one day, Coco got sick. I didn't even hear her sneeze before she died. Maybe if I had I could have helped her, but I didn't. A few minutes later, another one of my norns sneezed. I tried to help that one and another one sneezed. They all started to die.
Everytime a mother just had her baby, I would export it. I was determined to keep at least my norn's children alive. If one started to get better, I would move it away from the others. Some got sick again and others never got better to begin with. Then, it happened. Cougar died.
Babs had seen him die and pressed the lift button, taking her and one of her oldest children, Bobo, away from the others. The others still were dying and Babs didn't know. She also didn't care, in my opinion. Bobo was caught with it and he got weaker and weaker. Like the others, I put all of my strenth into trying to keep him alive.
Besides for my exported babies, these were the only two left. Bobo died even though I had done my best. Babs had the disease, but she was not too far into it. I just prayed I could help her. She was the only one left, and I think that she knew it. She went over to Bobo and lay down. She didn't do anything. The others were eating and sleeping still, so all I had to do was try to fight the disease. Babs wouldn't eat or sleep. She knew that she wasn't going to make it and without her husband or children she didn't bother trying. She died about a minute later.
The looks she gave me and the situation was the reason I cried. Like the old woman on her deathbed, she knew she was going to die. I have seen her children's, children's, children die and I have always felt remorse. Bab's death was the only death that has made me shed a tear. Not because she died, but how she died. Many of the surviviors are her children. Her life brought hope to Albia and her death took my Albia out of a great time and into a new one.
