1.12: Babies!

"I'm pregnant."

Dalton just stood there staring with a tight lipped smile. A million thoughts going through his head, finally he spoke up. "Are you sure?"

Marilyn nodded, "It started earlier."

"While you were bobbing for apples, I found Jesse. We stood around talking when suddenly he bent down and started rubbing and putting his ear to my stomach, ultimately I wanted to beat his head in."

"Jesse this isn't very funny, what are you doing?"

"I'm listening to my little niece or nephew." He stated nonchalantly.

Marilyn stopped for a second. "I'm not pregnant Jesse, I can't have kids."

"Well that doctor was wrong because I know a pregnant belly when I see one, my girlfriends pregnant. Oh yeah, congratulations you're gonna be a mommy and an aunt." 

"A mommy and an aunt?" It was slowly sinking in. "You're gonna be a father? Oh my! Congratulations!"

"And so I rode home as soon as possible and took a test. It was positive." Dalton obviously wasn't listening, he was trying too hard to listen to his child. They stood like that for quite a while, Marilyns back started to hurt but she didn't want to ruin Daltons mood.

When Dalton did come up, he looked at Marilyn with the most loving face.

"That's my baby in there?" He looked and sounded like a small child. Hes always dreamed of having a baby and now that it was finally happening he didn't know what to do. Someone he could cuddle and take care of every time he or she cried. Sure he loved Leon like he was his own and this new baby wouldn't change that at all, but it changed Dalton at least a little.

After hugs and pictures and other happy things, Marilyn helped Leon wash his face of that blueberry pie. She made sure he understood what was going on and that they still loved him very very much, nothing would change. Being the mature young boy he was, he understood and was actually excited for the baby seeing as he would be a teen soon and would be able to help out. She thanked him and sent him to bed so she and Dalton could get some rest.

Going to bed seemed useless since she woke up just a few hours later with sharp pains.

"AHHHHHHHH!" Marilyn screamed and clenched her stomach, she was in labor already? "Dalton! Wake up!"

"My word woman, what's with all the screaming? Don't you know how to let someone sleep." He said groggily and unaware of what was actually happening.

"I'm in labor you idiot!"

Now that's when he started freaking out. "Labor?! What do we do?!"

"Get me a cab moron! Ahh!" Even though she was in pain and pop a kid out she still had time to call her husband names.

"Cab? No sweetheart you know I can't do that, we are not going to contribute to killing the planet."

"If you don't get me a cab, you won't have to worry about killing the planet because I'm going to kill you!" Marilyn screamed then calmed down. "Fine lets just go before this thing comes out here."

They both changed into their winter clothes, Marilyn was a lot faster than Dalton. She tried to wait for him without insulting him every step of the way, well the ones he could hear.

So Marilyn hopped on her bike while Dalton rode his broomstick. She gritted her teeth, thankfully the hospital wasn't too far away and she wouldn't have to pull over and have the kid on the side of the street.

She took a second before walking in the hospital. It was suddenly so big and scary, especially for five in the morning. Her life was about to change, but Dalton was right behind her and would always be there when she needed him.

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Turns out the hospital is extremely sleepy and quite at five in the morning, well it was until Marilyn arrived. Between her screaming at Dalton for being an idiot and screaming at the child for not hurrying up, no one was left asleep. Poor Dalton was a trooper until he made the mistake of getting too close to Marilyn and she almost ripped his ear off.

And a good hour and a half later Marilyn came walking out with a baby girl. She was sleepy and half dead, but she was extremely happy to have her baby in her arms.

Dalton arranged for a cab to come pick them up seeing that it was actually cold outside and he didn't want his little girl out in this weather. He couldn't wait to get home.

So this was the scene when they got home.

"Man, I'm hungry. Who wants pancakes?" Dalton yawned not noticing his wifes near panic attack.

Oh plumbob. There's a baby in my arms, it's mine right? Yeah I think I just gave birth to it, I need sleep. Wait. He's worried about food when we've little monster?? We'll never be able to raise this child! Marilyn stared bug-eyed at her daughter, still shocked that she brought home a child that would probably be the devils spawn once she hit teenage years.

Though once her little angel giggled and smiled at Marilyn, she forgot everything she was just thinking. 

"I love you, Willow." She whispered then fed and placed her daughter in her crib so she could eat and get some sleep of her own.

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It had been a few days and Willow had grown up a bit to be a cute little green haired toddler who was very attached to her father.

"So do you think he's gonna like sharing a room with Willow? I mean he has no choice but do you think it'll be okay?"

"Mar will you calm down, he's a toddler. He will be fine where ever." 

The new baby was coming today and Marilyn was in fits trying to make sure everything was perfect while Dalton could care less. He just wanted to finish a spell he was working on. 

"Oh there he is!" Marilyn ran down the stairs when she heard a knock at the door.

"Hello there baby boy!" She smiled at the bouncing toddler. "Dalton!" Marilyn yelled for her husband as she moved towards the stairs, she wanted him to meet their new son.

"This is Asher." Marilyn smiled as Dalton wrinkled his nose. "What's wrong?"

"Why does this boy smell like wet dog? And that hair, we will have to do something about that." He took closer look at Asher and nearly gasped when he realized why their son smelled funny. "You are not holding a baby, you're holding a puppy." 

Marilyn just stared at her husband who had clearly went bonkers. "What? Are you insane?"

"No Marilyn that thing is a werewolf! We can't raise that."

"Dalton, I am going to hit you if you don't calm down and take that back."

Dalton took a second and weighted his options, Marilyn really did hit hard.

"Alright maybe he's a little cute, though we are doing something about his hair. No respectable Sim goes around with wild hair like that." He smiled at the little boy. Marilyn just shook her head, she could already tell  he wasn't going to do anything about Ashers hair.

She set Asher down and smiled. Her babies were completely adorable. One green haired, green eyed, fair skinned suspected witch, who was the spitting image of her father. One copper haired, golden eyed, tanned skinned werewolf. Willow made movements towards Dalton mumbling daddy and whining while Asher just grinned. Then it hit Marilyn, she had two babies! Three kids in all but two little ones that would depend on her for everything. How was she gonna survive this?

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The wait is over! Gosh Willow is really cute, and really does look like Dalton in my opinion. Asher seems to be an adorable little boy too. Though poor Leon, the sweetest one in that family, I'm not sure what I'm going to do with him.

Marilyn killed me with that bug-eyed look every time she would hold Willow, I don't understand it.