Even though it was in the rather unhappy, rich part of town, Johnny and Larry Vincent still enjoyed to sit in the nice, spring breeze of the park. The park was just so peaceful that time of year and nothing even seemed to happen. The last time anything had ever happened in the park was two years ago...whenever Jimmy Hopkins and Zoe Taylor caused Mr. Burton to trap himself in a port-a-potty and fall to the town ground. But other than that, nothing ever seemed to happen.

Johnny Vincent looked at his lovely husband, still unable to keep a smile away from his mug whenever he saw his beloved Larry. He couldn't believe that the two had been together this long. It was like a dream come true and the world knew it. Johnny knew that nothing or no one would ever be able to take his Larry away from him.

I'll be damned if somebody ever tried!

Of course, Johnny had to admit that he wished that homosexual couples had more privileges. Such as the blessing, yet curse, of something all couples long for at some point. No matter how wild then person, they always found a time in their life whenever they would feel that something was missing. This blessing Johnny Vincent was thinking about was the honor of being called a father.

His parents abused him whenever he was growing up and every single day he'd vow that he'd be a better parent than they were. But, then he found out that he was gay. It takes a man and woman to make a baby and, last time he checked, him and Larry were both men. And neither greaser had the desire to sleep with a woman.

Ugh, I'll pass....

He didn't know why, but deep down Johnny had always had the secret wish of being a parent one day. And not with some adopted kid (it wasn't like he was against adopting lonely orphans or anything, it was just that he wished that his kid was actually HIS kid). He always loved the thought of having a legacy, a child that shared his genes and would carry them on to future generations. But since neither him nor Larry liked women, how would they ever be able to have that honor?

Larry knew that Johnny felt that way. He knew it everytime he'd look into Johnny's eyes whenever he spotted small children running around happily, playing with one another. Larry felt his pain because the pain was his own, as well. He also longed for children.

"I see you feel the same way...". Johnny had been temporally distracted by group of second graders playing tag and finally caught his focus again by his husband's words. "Huh?". Larry smiled and replied with, "I wish we could have the honor of little feet scampering around the house".

Johnny sighed and replied with, "Don't I know it. Larry...why's it that whenever we have everything we've ever wanted, but whenever we finally want kids, we can't have them? I mean, I know that there's a lot of kids out there that really need a home and all....but I wanna know what it's like to have a kid of our own. A baby boy or girl that shares both of our DNA.....Our own pride and joy". Larry now sighed and he leaned his head onto Johnny's shoulder. "I know, Johnny...maybe if I was born a woman, we could have kids then....". Johnny laughed as he stole a kiss from his love and came back with, "I love you, you weirdo. But I like you better as a man".

Larry smiled as he replied with, "I know. I'm glad you're a man, too. Or else I'd have to be a bisexual married to a female version of you named "Joanna Vincent" or something like that". Johnny couldn't help but laugh again and even Larry laughed this time. Larry could never picture himself liking women. It was just something that has never and will never suit him.

On her daily stroll through the park, Diedre Galloway took notice in all of her surroundings. The beautiful flowers, the comfortable breeze...and her two homosexual former students cuddling on a bench. She still remembered each day that the two had come out of the closet. Larry had told her one day after class (after he tried to throw her some false story about his imaginary girlfriend named "Joanna". This hopeless attempt at hiding his sexuality still made her laugh to this day) and after he told her, he wanted some advice on the matter....but before she could give it to him, their meeting was interrupted by Jimmy Hopkins and Larry had to hide away from him.

As for Jonathon, he waited to come out after everybody saw him holding hands with Larry. The art teacher never actually thought that he'd be gay. She was so convinced that he was into that one girl that always had sex with everybody....Lola, she thought. But once she thought about it, it was obvious that he didn't like girls because whenever a girl would make a move on him, he'd reject them (also with Lola even when they were dating)....turned out that he was obsessed over the thought of being the best and if anybody knew he didn't like girls, people wouldn't see him the same way ever again.

True, people DIDN'T see him the same way. They honored him for finally being true to himself. If he doesn't like females, he shouldn't have to pretend that he does. If he's gay, then he should be happy with another man, not pretending to be happy with a slut.

Once the laughter died, the gloomy mood came back to both greasers. "If only there was a way to have a baby of our own...". Suddenly, out of nowhere, a familiar voice came to them. "Oh, but there is!".

Both greasers jumped and realized that Ms. Phillips (well...now Mrs. Galloway, but still) was standing behind them. "God...you have to stop doin' that.....". The woman laughed as she took a seat next to the two. "My apologies for intruding on your private discussion, but I couldn't help but brighten up the mood with some hope and knowledge".

"How? By telling us that two gay men could magically have a baby?". Galloway smiled and replied with, "They can, though. Have you ever heard of "surrogate mothers" or have you not?". The two greasers shook their heads no. "Well, whenever two men want to have a baby, they give samples of their sperm to a doctor and they combine the sperm and inject it into a woman's....well you get the point, right?".

The two looked at each other in shock and then Johnny faced her again. "So...wouldn't that mean that the baby has three biological parents?". "Not necessarily-Well...yes. Yes, technically the child would have three parents, but the fetus would gain the majority of it's genes from the two fathers. Pretty much, the surrogate mother is nothing more than just a delivery truck. She just holds the baby until it's ready to be born. The child is both legally AND biologically the two men's, though". Johnny looked at Peanut again.

"You mean....we CAN have a baby? We just need a surrogate mother to hold it?". Galloway nodded. Johnny shot Larry a bright smile and Larry shot the same one back. Peanut finally found a calm in himself and brought himself to ask a question that he and Johnny were both probably wondering.

"Diedre.....do you think...maybe....you can be the surrogate mother for me and Johnny's baby?". The woman gasped and answered with, "Um...well....uh....-". "C'mon, please? You're our closet woman friend. You kept my secret whenever I first told you I was gay and you helped Johnny save up money for a house for us. Can you do just one more thing for us....and be the surrogate mother for our baby?". Johnny shot her one more sad and pathetic look and added in, "Lionel won't mind, trust us. If he gets his panties caught in a bunch, we'll deal with him, okay?".

Diedre sighed and thought for a bit. She already had a son with Lionel. His name was Daniel and he was only about a year old. He looked so much like his father.

Lionel had always told her that he'd support her every move and decision that she made. That was only one of the many qualities she loved about him. And she wanted to do the right thing and help out friends in need. She finally made her decision.

"I'll do it. I'll be the surrogate for your baby".

Nine Months Later....

It was about 7:00 P.M in the Galloway Residence and Diedre and Lionel were both watching the evening news. Apparently, the whole economic crisis was still horrible and both Democrats and Republicans were blaming each other. The couple never really classified themselves as anything whenever it came to politics, so they just ignored the old news. Instead, Diedre laid on the couch as she propped her feet on Lionel's lap and he gently rubbed her feet.

He had to admit, it was a little awkward seeing his wife heavily pregnant with the child of two homosexual men. But at least she was doing something that would help change Jonathan and Larry Vincent's lives. And it wasn't like she had sex with the two to get pregnant. Lionel knew that neither man would ever desire to sleep with another woman just to have a baby.

He even still remembered the day at the Sperm Clinic well. He, Diedre, Johnny and Larry all sat in the lobby, waiting for...eh..."impregnation". Finally, the nurse came out handing Johnny and Larry two cups and telling them to fill them up with their semen. Lionel could only imagine how frightened the two must have been to be told by a young woman to jerk off in a small cup.

The woman was very attractive, though. She looked about twenty-five or maybe a little older, her breasts weren't too small or too large and she had long jet black hair.

Her name was Michelle (or at least that's what her name tag said). Lionel had to admit, that nurse was hott...but he was just glad that his wife didn't notice the tightness in his slacks that arrived whenever the young nurse would bend down to get forms, exposing an enormous amount of cleavage.

After the two men returned, both cups now filled with the white substance, they sat back down and then the nurse asked Diedre to follow her, leaving Lionel, Johnny and Larry alone in the lobby. Now, he didn't know how things went at that point. All he knew was that Diedre returned after a long time with the nurse following her saying, "Congratulations, your wife is officially knocked up by two queers!". Yes, he remembered that day well.

The English teacher smiled at his wife as she read Gone With the Wind with a pair of headphones slightly clamped onto her belly. The volume was loud enough for Lionel to tell that she was letting the child listen to Elvis. This made him chuckle. Leave it to a greaser to be born an expert in the art of the original rock'n'roll.

Great, now "Hound Dog" is stuck in my head again.....

Lionel groaned. Yesterday it was "All Shook Up". She had been playing Elvis almost the entire nine months of her pregnancy. Lionel was sure that the baby would be born with the hair and sideburns.

Hmmm....interesting. Especially since the baby's fathers are both greasers, themselves.

Suddenly, during the middle of some heated discussion on some NEW bailout plan, Deidre dropped her book along with the headphones and her hands wrapped themselves around her stomach. This worried the English teacher. "Dear, what's wrong?!". She weakly looked up at her husband and said, "Call Johnny and Larry.....AND 911....my water broke...".

Three Hours Later...

"Diedre, you okay?". The art teacher looked up at the two greasers in the room with her and muttered, "Yes, I'm okay. Just in a lot of pain and covered in sweat". Johnny was holding onto to her left hand as Larry held her right hand. Since the baby wasn't Lionel's, she asked him to wait patiently in the lobby of the Bullworth Hospital.

Peanut had never been so nervous in his life. In only a matter of hours or maybe even minutes, him and Johnny were going to be fathers. It was the moment that they had been waiting for for the longest time. Not to mention, this was the first time he had ever seen a situation where a woman was giving birth to two gay men's baby.

Johnny's heart couldn't stop beating. Finally, after all these years of thinking a gay man couldn't have kids, he and the love of his life were going to have a baby in their home. He just knew that him and Larry were going to be great parents. But that didn't stop him from being so nervous about the birth that he had to leave the room several times within the three hours Diedre was in labor to take a leak.

In fact, he was about to leave again for the bathroom, but Diedre's contractions started to rise to the point of where even Johnny and Peanut both knew that it was time. "Doc, the baby's comin'!". The slightly overweight doctor came scurrying in to help with the birth. "Alright, Diedre. Just relax and push".

The woman did as the doctor commanded and began to heavily exhale while pushing the baby out. "C'mon push, PUSH!". "I AM PUSHING, YOU FAT ASSHOLE!". The doctor quietly apologized as he continued to assist her through the birth.

Both Johnny and Larry's hands felt bruised as Diedre tightly gripped them in her sweaty palms. "You're doing a fine job, ma'am! The head's out! So just keep going!". The two greasers' hearts skipped whenever the doctor said that the baby was almost out and would've loved to see how much of their baby was born, but didn't dare to look. If the sight of a regular vagina creeped them out, there's no telling what their reaction would be to see a vagina spread out enough to release a human being.

After about a minute more of the doctor's constant orders and Diedre's constant pushing, the doctor finally said, "Superb job, Diedre! Just one more push!!". Her screams flooded the room so much that her echoes stayed even whenever the new sounds of the newborn greaser's cries sounded. Larry felt tears of joy form in his eyes upon hearing the cries and Johnny looked as if he were about to burst into hysterical fits of euphoria. They were finally parents.

After the baby had been cleaned and the cord had been cut, the doctor smiled as he handed the baby to Peanut. "Congratulations, Johnny and Larry Vincent. It's a baby girl!". Peanut carefully held his daughter in his arms. The tears of joy he had been holding in finally came out.

She was the most beautiful thing that he had ever seen with her short dark hair and her serene mug. She looked like an angel. "Wow, Johnny.....she's so...beautiful. I-I just can't believe that we managed to create something this beautiful". Peanut kissed his daughter on the forehead before he handed her to his husband.

Johnny carefully held his offspring as he gently nuzzled her. He would've said something to her, but he didn't want to bother her from her slumber. He held her in one arm as he threw his free arm around Larry. "I love you so much, Larry. She looks just like you".

Peanut smiled and looked at his sleeping daughter. She did resemble him in a way, but just by looking at her closed eyes, she had the same look Johnny had whenever he was asleep. So it was more than likely that she probably had Johnny's gorgeous brown eyes. The fact that the baby girl had so many physical similarities with her fathers made Larry's smile even more worth while.

"So...what are we gonna name her, Johnny?". Johnny smiled at his husband and replied with, "I dunno. What do you wanna name her, love?". Peanut thought for a minute and then answered. "Candy...Candice Lee-Ann Vincent".

Johnny smiled and looked down at his baby girl while repeating the words in a whisper. "I love it, Larry". Johnny snuggled the baby and said words that made his life shine bright. "Welcome to Earth, Candice Lee-Ann Vincent".

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My cold's still hurting me, but just my throat. XD lol......

Dude....something trippy happened to me today. During my English class, I got a text message from Yahoo! and some chick sent me a message saying that she's heard about me and I should check out her profile. 0_o.......that's wierd. I'm willing to bet that one of my ex-girlfriends is behind this (none of my ex-boyfriends know what my number is...0_o) Yeah......I'm now just hoping that my number isn't all over the web or something. Probably not, but still.

ANYWAY....I hope you enjoy the prolouge for my trippy story! XD lol God.....Ms. Phillips' first name was the hardest thing EVER to spell....if it's spelled wrong, I apologize!