A Surprise

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I wake up and use the restroom before waking the kids up. Chris is already in the kitchen cooking. I look at my phone to see that it's 12:00. Holy crap.

"Babe why did you get me up sooner?" I ask him.

"You looked peaceful," he says kissing me.

"Your sweet," I say sarcastically.

I go wake the twins up with Bailey walking beside me.

"Iris it's time to get up," I say waking my beautiful daughter.

I do the same to Robert.

They walk out of the room and into the kitchen. The doorbell rings and I walk to the door before Chris does.

"Dad," I say as I see my father standing there.

"Hey sweetie," he says hugging me.

"Papaw," the kids say running up to him.

I look out the door to see my brother grabbing a couple bags. He looks pissed.

"Want help?" I ask walking out the door and closing it.

"Yeah I guess," he says.

"Put the bag down," I tell him. He obeys.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing," he lies.

"You lie to me again and I'm going to kick your butt," I say.

"Fine Suzan and I got into a fight and I decided to stay away for a couple of days and bring dad," he says.

"You guys will work it out. I promise bro," I say hugging him.

"No wonder Chris loves you," he says grabbing his bag while I grab dads.

"Why?"

"You make anyone's crappy day turn around," he says smiling.

"I know he's told me that," I say smiling.

We walk in and the twins attack their uncle in a leg hug. I laugh and put dads things in the spare bedroom.

"Maybe we an go have some fun later," Robert tells the kids.

"Yay," they say.

"But first you two need to go finish eating," I say.

"Otay," they say going into the kitchen.

I sit down next to Chris on the couch and lean my head on his shoulder and watch Agents Of Shield.

"If I come out are you going to shoot me because if you are I'm not coming out," I say as Coulson does.

"Didn't you watch this episode yesterday?" Chris asks.

"Yeah. I like this show," I say getting up.

Robert's in the kitchen coloring with the kids. I take a sharpie out of the kitchen drawer and open it. I walk quietly behind my brother and mark on his face and run. I run to the spare bedroom that has the sliding door to it and open it. I look to my right and then to my left to find no one. I go right and hide on the side of the house. I hear footsteps and run. I look behind me to see Chris. As soon as I turn back around I run into my brother.

"You are a freaking brat," he says.

"Thanks but I don't like being this close to you," I say trying to get out of his grip.

He pushes me into Chris and Chris presses his lips to mine. I wrap my arms around his neck and he wraps his arms around my waist.

"I love you," I say.

"I love you too," he says.

"I got a really good picture of you guys kissing," Robert says.

"Are you that desperate?" I ask.

"You're funny Blake real funny," he says and Chris laughs.

We go back in the house. Robert takes dad and the twins to the park to spend time with them.

"Babe we need to talk," I tell Chris.

"Tell me it's good news," he says.

"Yeah," I say smiling.

"Shoot then," he says shooting the basketball.

"I'm pregnant," I say flatly.

He drops the ball and turns around.

"What?" He asks.

"I'm pregnant," I say again.

"We're having another baby!?" He says.

"Yeah," I say laughing at his reaction.

He picks me up and swirls me around and kisses me. We walk in and sit on the couch and wait for the others to get home. Once the front door opens Chris and I smile.

"What are you two smiling about?" Robert asks.

"I need to tell you guys something," I say.

Iris and Robert come and sit down in between Chris and I.

"What is it?" My brother asks.

"I'm pregnant," I say.

"Your what?" Robert asks.

"I'm having another baby," I say.

"That's great little one," dad says hugging me.

"Congrats lil sis," Robert says hugging me,"And Dorito."

About nine we all go to bed. Chris kisses me and then my stomach.

"I love you," he says looking at me.

"I love you too," I say kissing him before closing my eyes.

Hello Doritos. Here is yet another chapter.
~~Tay

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