Molly had wanted to try have more kids for a while but every time she brought it up, Arthur refused to talk about it, claiming having another go would "only bring more pain." But ever since she was little, she had wanted a big family. Being maternal was a part of her personality. After a lot of hard thinking, Molly decided that she would try one last time to convince Arthur to have more kids and if she couldn't convince him, she would give up.
Walking out of the kitchen, where she had been preparing that night's dinner, Molly called out to her husband. "Arthur, darling?" He had come home an hour earlier, claiming his boss had decided he needed some time with his family.
"Yes, Molly?" Arthur's deep voice rang from the living room. "Is everything all right?" he asked when Molly didn't reply right away. Slowly making her way to where Arthur was, Molly thought about what she was going to say. She didn't want to come across as desperate but she also didn't want to come across as someone casually bringing up having more kids. Walking into the living room, where she found Arthur sitting in his favorite reclining chair with Charlie sleeping on his lap, Molly gave Arthur a sheepish grin. She wasn't expecting Arthur to have one of their kids with him. "What's bothering you, love?" Arthur asked. He could read her facial expressions better than anyone.
"I was just thinking..." Molly slowly trailed off. She was starting to lose her nerve.
"About having another kid?" Arthur raised his right eyebrow. "Molls, I know you better then anyone else," he said, answering Molly's unspoken question as he stood up, set Charlie back down in the chair and walked towards his wife, embracing her into a loving hug.
"Well?" Molly asked as she looked up into her husband's baby blue eyes and smiled nervously. She wasn't entirely sure what to expect.
"Do you really want another drool infested monster?" he asked. He loved his kids. Being a father was everything he thought it was going to be and more but when Bill first entered the world, he hadn't anticipated the mess a newborn could make. Molly rolled her eyes and glared at Arthur. "All right, all right," Arthur put his hands up in defense, "our kids aren't drool infested monsters but you can't deny they can make quite a mess." Arthur knew that if he didn't backtrack, he would endure Molly's wrath for weeks.
"They can but I love them none-the-less and I know you do too. I'm ready for another one, Arthur," she said with pleading eyes. She wanted to try for that little girl she had always wanted and Arthur could tell that was one big factor for wanting to try for another kid.
Taking everything into consideration, Arthur realized that maybe, just maybe, he was ready for another little drool infested monster. "All right," he said slowly. Molly's face immediately light up. "Wait, hear me out. After everything that's happened with our past experiences, I don't want you to get your hopes up too high because I can't promise you that we, for sure, will get pregnant," he said as he embraced Molly again.
"I promise you I won't," Molly said as she planted a kiss on her husband's chest. It took everything she had to not squeal in happiness. "Thank you," she said as she stood on her tippy toes and kissed Arthur happily. She then ran to the kitchen and cooked the biggest dinner she had made since she found out she was expecting Charlie.