Being pregnant for a third time was something that the Foreman family hadn't expected at all. But that didn't mean they weren't excited. Even Eric and his friends were all excited about having another little one to take care of, which surprised Red and Kitty. They thought that they would be grossed out at the idea of them having a kid at their age. It made them happy, though and took a lot of the stress of having another baby away, knowing how many extra hands they would have to help.
With each passing month, all the kids got even more excited, which made Kitty so happy. It meant she had people, who weren't her husband, to get excited with about the little milestones.
That day, the new milestone was feeling the baby kick for the first time. Fez was rummaging through the fridge while Kitty was making dinner when Kitty suddenly stood up straight, rested a hand on her protruding baby bump and let out an excited squeal. Fez turned around and looked at the expectant mother.
"Miss Kitty?" he said, unsure of what was going on. He didn't have much experience with women, especially pregnant women. "Are you okay?" he asked. Kitty laughed one of her famous laughs, her hand still on the side of her stomach.
"I'm fine, Fez," she said as she turned around and smiled at the boy she considered to be one of her own. "Just a kick," she added. "Nothing to worry about." A look of relief appeared on Fez's face, glad something wasn't wrong. Fez looked at Kitty's baby bump from across the room and looked back at Kitty. To Kitty, it looked like he wanted to feel the baby kicking. "Come here, sweetie," she said as she waved the young man over. Fez smiled shyly and walked over to her. Kitty took his hand and placed it on her five-month baby bump.
"I don't feel anything," Fez said after silence fell over to the two of them, Fez's hand still on Kitty's stomach.
"He, or she, stopped kicking," Kitty said as she looked down at her baby bump with determined look. "Lets see if we can get another kick," she added as she moved Fez's hand around so it was resting on the top of her baby bump. She placed her hand on top of his and pushed down softly. Kitty was hoping that the pressure from both of their hands would start another bought of kicking and within seconds, her efforts worked because a soft kick was felt against Fez's palm. "Did you feel that one?" Kitty asked as her other hand flew to the side of her stomach. Fez looked up at Kitty with a certain look on his face. Kitty laughed at his expression. "Awe, sweetheart." Silence fell over the two of them as Fez moved his hand away from Kitty's baby bump
"You know, Miss Kitty," Fez said as leaned against the counter Kitty was standing in front of. "Pregnant women are treated like royalty in my country," he added as he looked at Kitty's stomach. Fez was the kind of guy that said things before he could think about it. He often said things he didn't mean to, but he did have a plan as to where he was going with this conversation because he had pointed out to everyone, including Red, that her breasts were getting bigger with the pregnancy (in which Red, for once, didn't say anything because he enjoyed that part of her pregnancy).
"Is that so?" Kitty asked as she raised an eyebrow. She hadn't been in the room when Fez mentioned her breast size, but Red had told her about it after, it made her laugh because of all people to say something like that, it would be Fez.
"Mhm," Fez said as he nodded his head. "So you should get everyone to treat you like royalty," he added. Kitty looked up at Fez and started to laugh. She hadn't been expecting the conversation to turn in this direction.
"You are too sweet, honey," she said as she patted Fez's arm appreciatively. "But I think I'm being treated just fine," she added as she placed both hands around Fez's face, stood on her tippy toes and kissed him on the forehead before making her exit out of the kitchen, knowing her food wouldn't be ready for another half hour.