A few days after the engagement have gone by. It is now Day 6.
W: What's wrong with you?
Colt: Agnes doesn't look good. She's been painting, but she's tired a lot and her stomach is not settled. She says she's fine.
W: Well maybe you just need to go out there and work out, be with her and just, you know, comfort her with just being there.
Colt: I guess your right.
Killer always brings Colt the paper when he's busy. LOL
Oh, hers she comes now. Why are you running Aggie?
Agnes: OUT OF MY WAY!! I'm sick!!
Agnes: *gag puke*
W: ummm, okay..
Agnes: I can't take this much more. I feel as if my insides are coming out of me.
Colt: See there goes again. I mean if I didn't know better, I would think she was pregnant.
W: Colt. I think she is.
Colt: Oh hush. Not this soon. I didn't hear anything the other night.
W: Hmm yes you did, I heard it.
Colt: *sitting up* I am NOT ready to ba a father this fast!!!
W: To bad playa!! Oh by the way, Mail's here, you got bills.
W: Liking your ball still there Killer?
Killer: Yep. How's the master doing? Has he figured out the she creature is going to have pups yet?
W: You know? How?
Killer: I'm a dog, remember? We know these things. It's instinct. *rolls ball* Now go away, I want to play.
W: Oh speaking of mailboxes. Guess who joined my forum and is doing a dynasty?
Colt: Who???
W: Well, I'll whisper .. *she is psst, sss.. ppssst psst *
Colt: Really, forum name Zosa? Well I'll have to make sure Agnes adds her to my gift list and send her some welcoming gifts.
W: Awwww, she'll like that big guy.
W: Aww look, Twiddle D and Twiddle Dumb watching the sport channel.
Colt: Oh your so funny today. Now go away.
Later in the evening:
Killer: Smell like a Bunch, Looks like a Bunch.. Most be a Bunch.
Killer: But she has a brush and is brushing me. so I likes her!! *licks*
Agnes: Great, I think the grilled cheese is ruined!! It's burnt..
W: WHAT??
Agnes: Awww Nooboo.. That's why I've been so sick..
Colt *cough choke* WATER!! Nothing like well done grilled cheese.
Agnes: Colt, honey, We are gonna have a baby.
Colt: Are you sure?
Agnes: Yep, Would I be wearing this if I wasn't?
Colt: Oh honey. That's great news. I'm so happy.
Agnes: I'm gonna go to bed, it's been a long day.
Colt: *glaring at watcher*