I gazed absentmindedly at the televisheni before me. I was currently on the couch, laying on Duncan’s lap while he was stroking my big bulge of a stomach. Normally I would have treasured this kind of moment but I was too distracted with a piece of information I had recently acquired.

Today I went in for an ultrasound, Duncan would have come, but he had to work. I found out with much shock that I would be having twins instead of one child. How were we going to handle two babies around the apartment? We cant raise two kids in an apartment. And how was I going to break it to Duncan?

I guess the best way would be to come out straight with it.

I took a deep breath and said, “Duncan I have some news I want to tell you.”

He looked curiously at me and said, “really? Because I have something to say to wewe too.”

“Okay, wewe first.”

He smiled at me and said, “ Well today I got in touch with my parents…and I told them wewe were having a baby.”

This must be big, because Duncan doesn’t like mentioning his parents if he has to, though I wonder why?

He continued, “so my mother gave me some lecture and……moneyforahouse” He mumbled the last part incoherently so I could barely hear it, but I did.

“You got us a house!”

He just scratched the back of his head like it was no big deal, “Yeah I kinda did…”

I tried to hug him what with my huge stomach and all. Finally! A house!

“So what were wewe going to tell me babe?”

I couldn’t hold back my smile. “We’re having twins!”

Duncan looked appalled. “T-twins?”

“Yeah! Now we have a house so I figured we could actually pull this off.”

“Wow, Courtney, are wewe sure we can pull this off? I mean we’re just getting started and all, one baby is hard enough, but two?”

I gently kissed his cheek and ran my hand through his Mohawk.

“Hey, I believe in us, we can pull this off…do wewe want to know what they are?”

He nodded and smiled. “It’s a boy and a girl!”

“Huh, I guess that’s good…what are we going to name them?”

“Hmm… ooh how about Clarence for the boy and Alicia for the girl?”

He snorted, “No way I’m naming my kids those sissy uptight names.”

“Oh really? And what would wewe name them smarty pants?”

“Hmm…how about punk for the boy, and Alex for the girl?”

I shook my head and alisema sarcastically, “oh yeah, we might as well name both of them Duncan jr.”

He smiled and said, “hey, that’s not a bad idea…”

“Duncan!”

“What? Just having some fun here.”

I rolled my eyes, same old Duncan.

I snuggled deeper into his chest and decided now was a good time to go to sleep. He cuddled me closer and I fell asleep in an instant.


I woke up to someone poking my side.

“Duncan…..Duncan…..DUNCAN!”

I shifted but refused to open my eyes. “Hmm….?”

“I’m hungry and we’re out of cookies!”

I snuggled deeper into the sofa, not again…

“What do wewe want me to do about it?”

“Go to the store and get some more!”

I tried to ignore her and go back to sleep. “In the morning…”

“no…NOW!”

I grumbled a ‘fine’ and went to go get dressed.

After I paid for Courtney’s triple chokoleti chunk cookies, I really began to wonder what we were going to do with twins. I was so out of it I didn’t notice when I bumped into someone.

“oops, my mistake dude…”

He slipped something into my hand and I looked down and saw something that looked like powdered sugar in my hand. I realized it was drugs, and I shook it out of my hand.

“I'm not a druggy!” I screamed at the guy.

I punched the guy in the face and before I knew it, a siren was blaring in my ear and some guy came up to me and shoved me into a police car and was placing cuffs around my wrists.

“He was trying to give me drugs! I didn’t do nothing!”

He rolled his eyes at me and said, “sure, that’ what they all say”

What happened inayofuata is that they took me to jail and I told them to call Courtney for me, I couldn’t face it myself. She came in about looking really pissed off. Although, I had to keep from laughing because the idea of a pregnant Courtney even near prison made me want to crack up. I almost did until I caught the look on her face, disappointed, ashamed, and a hint of fear. Oh yeah, I was setting a great example. Not only was she pregnant with twins, but her so called ‘boyfriend’ got caught in jail. Wasn’t even my fault.

Anyways she bailed me out in no time, with her being Courtney and all, and we got into the car. She hasn’t alisema one word to me all this time. I’m surprised she even let me drive. All she did was slide down in her kiti, kiti cha and let her hair cover her eyes. Two dakika later I heard squeaking noises, I guess she was crying. At the first red light I tried to talk to her.

“Courtney…”

“S-save it D-Duncan.”

“Look wewe have to listen to me, do wewe honestly think I would sink as low as to taking drugs?”

She still didn’t look up. “n-no but-”

“Courtney people take drugs because they are either depressed, stupid au for some other lame reason. Do wewe think I’m stupid?”

“no but-”

“And why in the world would I be depressed? I have the most awesome girl in the world, and I’m about to become a dad to two of lovely children, Courtney I upendo you.”

She raised her head ad we kissed so passionately all I have to say is, thank god we were at another red light.

“Courtney?”

She looked up at me and said, “yeah?”

“Will wewe marry me?”

Her tears came down harder as she answered in the tiniest voice possible, “yeah.”

I kept my arm around her as we kissed again. If she wasn’t pregnant now then after what we did tonight, she would have been.