Michael was in the kitchen, dipping pickles into a bowl of peanut butter happily. Yes, pickles dipped in peanut butter, blame the baby that has been growing inside him for the past 6 1/2 months. Michael has been craving the weirdest things; eggs on noodles, french fries in syrup, ketchup on Mac and cheese, and pickles with peanut butter. "Mikey, what are you doing?" Calum asked and Michael jumped in surprise, peanut butter covering his lips. "I was hungry......" Michael blushed and looked down as he swallowed the last bit of a peanut butter covered pickle, "For pickles and peanut butter?" Calum chuckled and he shyly nodded. "The doctor told you not to eat too much of that stuff." "I know, but it's just so good and I can't help it." Michael frowned, "Do you need help with the mess?" Calum asked and gestured to the peanut butter and pickle resudue spread across the kitchen counter, "Yeah..." Michael trailed off.
