First off I would like to say that you all are wonderful. :worship: Thank you so much for the kind comments and I'm glad I could amuse you. The second thing is to beg for your forgiveness for not updating for over a week. It's been crazy and trying to take on two contests at once was a huge mistake on my part.
Thank you for your patience, and here we go again.
Chapter 6
POP! Lakeshia: Oh my word. Either that bad salmon I had last night is doing a dance in my tummy or something else is going on!
Double POP! Oh for heaven sakes, maybe I just ate to much popcorn. This is happening so fast!
You know what goes good with pregnancy? Heavy chemicals.
Due to numerous occasions of Lakeshia popping randomly it was decided that the wedding should be moved up to pretty much immediantly. With a wedding party made mostly of random passer-byers and barely known work friends looking for free booze we were ready.
Formal clothes, who needs them? Falling down suspenders and Doc Martins gets the job done as well as anything else.
Owen: Lakeshia, we have only known each other for less than a week, but I'm already approaching middle age and it's time to get serious if I want my legacy to keep moving on. Plus you are pretty hot and a good cook. So let's get hitched.
Lakeshia: Oh Owen you are so romantic!
Owen: Sure thing. Take this ring, I found it in the bottom of a gum ball machine and guard it well.
Lakeshia: I have such a good feeling about this, or could that be indigestion. Silly pregnancy hormones.
Aww, sweet romantic moment.
Lakeshia: I'm already big as a house and you want me to eat that cake? Oh my gosh that is so funny! Ha ha ha ...
.... *snore* Lovely things these pregnancy hormones.
POP ... No this is not any sort of pop! Ow ow ow. Eeeeee. Oh why is this happening to me...
Oh my! Look I just gave birth to a larva! Aww, aren't you the sweetest pre-metamorphosis creature ever!
Max: Huh? Who are you? What is going on here? Why can't I move my arms!
Lakeshia: Aww, you little worm, give Mama a kiss.
Max: Oh I see, my purpose is to be adorable. I'll get right on that.
Owen: Oh my gosh that's totally a baby!
Lakeshia: *is dazed*
Max: *has an itch on his nose*
Owen: Hello son, welcome to the world.
Max: Thanks Pops.
Lakeshia: There are your legs and what cute little baby legs they are. I can't believe I'm a Mother when it was only last week that I was out shopping for new clubbing clothes. This might take some getting use to.
Max: Yes I am the cutest things that ever existed. You know it, I know it.
Max: At all times, so very cute, just precious.
Max: Couldn't be more perfect, no not at all. This is my world, and let's see what I can make out of it.
(Sorry no Scamp in this last chapter. There will be lots of him in the next chapter I promise.)