Mercedes Jones woke up, sweating, (and not just because she was having a wet dream about food,) and looked over to the sleeping man next to her. She woke him up, practically yelling, "Sam! You bettah wake up befo' I bust yo' windows!"
Sam woke up mid snore, looking at his wife with wide eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked, concern written on his face.
"Boy, my watah just broke an' you need to get me to the hospital!" Mercedes said with wide eyes.
Sam's eyes flickered down to her even-bigger stomach. "Oh my God, I'm going to be a dad!"
"Well duh nigga," Mercedes said, rolling her eyes.
Sam attempted to lift his large wife out of bed but failed miserably. "Can you get up yourself, baby?" He asked.
"Aw Hell to the nah, you gon' carry me or we ain't gon' have no baby," Mercedes yelled.
Sam nodded wearily. "Anything for you, Mercedes." He managed to work his arms under Mercedes's body before using all of his strength to lift her up.
"Move yo' white ass, I ain't got all night!" Mercedes yelled.
Sam struggled out a nod before trying to walk, wheezing and grunting the entire time. He finally made it to the car, and he helped his wife in. He forced a smile before he got into the dirvers seat, and started the car.
"Can we stop by Mickey D's?" She asked, needing her hourly meal to get her through this stressful time.
Sam nodded and pulled into the nearest McDonalds, going through the driveway. Mercedes spoke over Sam's shoulder to order her meal. "Uh…yeah, can I gets two Big Mac's and a large Oreo McFlurry?" She called. After placing their order, then got to the window. Mercedes practically screamed in delight when she saw the person behind it. "Shalanqua!" she exclaimed, "Gurl, I haven't seen you in fo'evah!"
After Mercedes and Shalanqua spoke to one another for thirty minutes, the couple continued to drive towards the hospital.
When they finally got there, Mercedes was 10 centimeters dilated and ready to deliver. The doctors fitted her into the largest wheelchair they had and took her to the delivery room.
Because she was so dilated, they could give her any epidural. "Push!" the doctor exclaimed.
Sam was squeezing her hand the entire time while Mercedes yelled at him and the doctors, "Motherfuckin' nigguhs get this Goddamn thang outta me! Sam, you fuckin' bastard, why'd you but this nigguh inside of me? I hate you!"
"Push!" the doctor called again.
And then the moment they had all been waiting for. The doctor holds up a small, golden-brown nugget type thing. "It's a tator-tot!" he calls. Mercedes is smiling wide, looking a bit hungry, but Sam's face was completely serious. Before anything could happen, though, another contraction hit Mercedes.
After a few pushes, the doctor holds up another tot. "Twins!" he cries out.
Sam didn't say anything. He just looked at Mercedes, and left the room.
She had cheated on him.