HELLO CHERISHED FANFICTION READERS!!!!!
I know I've upset some of you with the ending of Viva La Vida Loca..... :(
But now...In all it's glory.... I present you.....
VIVA LA VIDA LOCA PART DEUX!!!!!!
I am very dramatic in case you haven't noticed....
Anyhoo, I hope you enjoy it. Let me tell you that I plan on including lots of babies in this one. So if you don't like it....don't read it. Simple as that. But do give it a chance. Anyway I'm talking too much. Let the story begin!!!!
Max POV
The flock and I are preparing Evan's birthday party. At our awesome new house. His actual birthday was on Monday, but we waited until the weekend to have the party. Let me describe my house for you. It's AWESOME. Yet again. We all have our own rooms and a game room. A pool. A HUGE backyard that is filled with woods and trees and things we like. An open sky, perfect for flying, minimal stairs, a humongous kitchen which Iggy loved, and a big screen TV that Ari gave us as a homecoming present. Oh. And did I mention that Ella lives with us? Couldn't stay away from Iggy. We'll talk about that later. The guests arriving are:
Mom
Ari (Yay!)
Jeb :(
Brigid :(
John
Ryan and Deb
As you may already know, some of the people on this list, I don't really appreciate coming. Like Brigid for example. I have no clue why Jeb wanted her to come, but I was in a mood where I agreed to anything because I didn't want to be bothered. Evan didn't even know her and how she almost came between me and his father. I might just finally kill her today and get it over with...
Nah. It's just the pregnancy talking. I'm actually 7 months along. I've enjoyed getting on everyone's nerves and gettting what I want. Evan just loves touching my belly and listening to it and feeling my little girl kick.....very hard. Mom said I'm a little big for one baby so if two end up coming out, don't be surprised. I don't see how you can't be surprised about that.
Anyway I'm blowing up balloons on the couch with Fang. He looks a little purple.
"Fang?"
He stopped blowing and let out a deep breath, panting.
"Why don't you just let me blow up the balloons. You can put some confetti on the table." I said as I took the balloon from him.
"I'm light headed." he said.
I chuckled.
"Mommy, can I light my own candles when the cake get here?" Evan said walking in.
"Yeah, sure. Just be careful and don't blow up the whole cake. Please. I'd like to actually eat it."
"Okay!" he smiled. "Daddy why you all purpleish?"
I laughed. "Because your daddy doesn't know how to blow a balloon."
"I do too! I just...wasn't, focused....is all..." he said. I leaned over and kissed his cheek, smiling.
"When I get my presents?!" Evan said.
"When all the guests get here, that's when." I answered.
"Aw Man! I want em now!" He pouted.
"Hey! You keep up that attitude you won't get any,"
He straightened his face. "Okay. How my sistaw doin?" he started rubbing my stomach, which made me a little sleepy.
"She's doing good."
"I can't wait to be a big broder. I'm gonna teach her how to skateboard like Uncle Gazzy taught me to."
Evan said. I looked at Fang and smiled. I wasn't sure how Eva would take being an older brother. Guess he'll take it pretty well.
The doorbell rang and Evan ran to go get it. I watched from my seat.
"Hi!" Evan said excitedly.
"Hey Evan!" Brigid. Grrrrr.
"Hey Ev!" John. John's nice. Brigid bad.
They walked in and Fang stood up to shake John's hand and hug Brigid. It's a shame I'm still jealous even though me and Fang had Evan and have another, maybe two on the way. Pregnancy hormones.
"Hello Max!" Brigid said. I threw on a fake smile and said, "Hi," She bent to hug me and I wrapped one arm around her. I heard Fang smirk. I'm gonna hurt him.
"Hey Max! You're coming along huh?" John said as he bent down to hug me.
"Yeah, I guess..."
"Do I get my presents now Mommy?" Evan asked.
I sighed and said, "No Evy. You gotta wait till everybody gets here."
He sighed and said, "Okay."
Brigid and John laughed then walked into the kitchen where Mom, Iggy and Ella were cooking.
Fang sat down next to me.
"Still jealous?" he smirked.
"I'm never jealous, sweetie." I said sweetly.
"Suuuuuure,"
I pulled some more balloons out of the bag and blew them up. Nudge and Angel came running down the stairs looking like models.
"How do we look?" They said (in unison) spinning.
"You look great. As always. I'm sure Ryan will be drooling." I said.
Nudge blushed and Angel laughed.
"Whatever. I'm about to call him. He was supposed to be here by now..." she trailed off.
I rolled my eyes and threw the last of the balloons on the floor. I suddenly felt exhausted. I don't see how though! I just took a nap about an hour ago. I wanted to build energy for the party. Guess not.
"Tired again?" Fang asked me. I nodded. He wrapped his arm around my shoulders and I leaned into him. My eyes drooping.
The doorbell rang again. Evan came running to answer it. He opened the door, looked down and yelled, "TOTAL! AND AKILA!"
I snapped my eyes open. I hadn't heard from them since Evan's last birthday party. I'm surprised he even remembers them.
"Yes yes, we are here! The newly weds have arrived." he came trotting in with Akila at his side.
"What's up Total?" Fang said.
"Hello, Daddy and soon-to-be-Daddy-again. We heard Maxy was pregnant and Evan's birthday party was this weekend so we decided to drop by." He hopped in Fang's lap and licked him. I snickered then he jumped in my small lap and licked me!
"Whoa! Stop it! Preggo here!" I said wiping my face.
He rolled his eyes then jumped down and allowed Evan to rub behind his ears.
"Where is my Angel?" Total said. Akila looked at him with worry in her eyes. Ha!
"No, my love. My other Angel. My owner." Akila looked relieved, or as relieved as a dog can look.
Total and Akila walked upstairs in search of Angel. I shook my head.
(Awesome Invisible Line is back!!!!)
After about thirty minutes, everyone had come. Ari was the one I was most excited about coming. He sat next to me and Fang the whole time. We talked and talked and talked. Ryan and Deb hung out with Nudge on the front porch. Brigid and John talked to Mom and Jeb. It was all so social. Evan ran over to me from sitting in Mom's lap, and said, yet again, "Mommy. Can I PLEASE open my presents now?! Grandma Vally said I could open em! Please please please please please please please please-"
"Evan! Dude! Fine! You can open presents." I laughed.
"Yes!" he said, punching the air. He got that from Gazzy.
He took off towards the table with all his presents and started ripping them all apart. I asked Fang to help me up and I wobbled over to him, ignoring the snickers from Iggy, Fang, Ryan, and Gazzy.
"Ev, slow down. One at a time. Here." I handed him one he was having some trouble reaching.
He tore it open and started jumping.
"Aw cool! A spider man motorcycle!" he said. Everyone laughed. I looked at the card. It was from Ella and Iggy.
"What do you say, Ev?" I asked him.
"Thank you Uncle Iggy and Auntie Ella." he said. It sounded rehearsed. He went and hugged them. I grabbed him another present.
He ripped right through it. It was a little cell phone. The Flock all had cell phones now too. Me and Fang had a Razr, his black, mine orange. Iggy and Ella had Blackberries, Gazzy and Angel had Alltel Scoops, Nudge had some phone with a touch screen that I don't remember the name of. But it's fancy.
"Aw, this is awesome," Evan said in awe. It was from Ari and Jeb. "Thank you Uncle Ari and Grandpa Jeb." he siad hugging them. I'm glad at least Evan has manners.
After about twenty minutes, Evan's birthday gifts were:
A skateboard from Nudge and Gazzy.
A white pair of Converses that he could change the color of from Angel.
A whole bunch of random stuff he can blow up from Ryan and Deb. ( Ryan and Deb think he's just a pyro like Iggy and Gazzy, only working with bombs.)
And a stuffed Penguin from Mom. It was so cute. It was the perfect size for Evan too. And you wanna know what was ironic? It had on a black hoodie. A penguin with a black hoodie. How cute.
Evan said his thank you's and hugged everyone but didn't put down the penguin.
Oh, Lord. Now he's connected to it like Angel with Celeste.
"Can we eat cake now, Mommy?" he said.
"Yeah." Mom put the candles on the cake and everyone gathered around. Evan lit his....finger, then touched it to the candles, laughing like a crazy man. Brigid and John looked frightened. Then they started singing some kind of crazy happy birthday song. No one in the flock knew it. We just stood there looking awkward, not knowing what to do. When they were done, I knew Evan supposed to blow his candles out.
"Blow out your candles, Ev." I told him.
"Okay!" Everyone was thinking he would just blow them out with his breath. WRONG.
She shot water from his finger on every candle, still laughing. The entire cake was drenched in water.
"Evan, I meant blow them out with your mouth. Not that."
"Oh. The cake's still good right?" he said looking up at me with hope in his eyes.
"Uh, if you wanna eat it go ahead."
He shrugged and dug his hand into the cake. Great. Now no one can eat it.
I rubbed my temples. Leave it to Evan to drench a cake and eat it. I felt a funny feeling in my stomach.
"Mommy?" he said through a mouth full of cake. "I only sprayed water on the cake right?"
I looked down. Oh, boy.
"Yeah, uh, my water just kinda broke, so....we might wanna get to a hospital." I said nervously.
Everyone started panicking and yelling. Fang took my hand and helped me to the van. Mom ran to the drivers seat. I hopped in the middle row with Fang next to me. Jeb took shotgun. Iggy, Ella and Evan took the back. Everyone else flew and drove. Mom started driving like a crazy lady. I guess the other lady she had deliver Evan isn't available anymore.
When we got to the hospital, the smell hit me so hard. I started cringing. Fang looked the same way. He grabbed me a wheelchair and I sat down. I was close to having a breakdown but my contractions kind of prevented that. I was gripping the sides of the chair so hard, my hands turned white. My mom had to run to keep pace with Fang pushing me.
When we made it to the front desk, the lady was like, "Welcome to Phoenix City Hospital! How can I help you today?" all cheery and peppy.
"I'm giving birth you dumb***!!!" I yelled through pants.
"Can you get us a room quickly please?" My mom said calmly.
"Well, we'll need her background information, her medical card, and insurance provider-"
"She's. Having. A. Baby!!!! Not here for a check up!" Fang yelled as I screamed some more.
"Okay, now calm down, sir," he gave her the death glare and her eyes widened in fear. She stepped back. "I'll get you a room right away." she said hurriedly. A few seconds after she hung up the phone and I screamed again, a man came running through the doors and said, "Okay people. I need the father, the Mom, Dad, and any Godparents. That's it."
I looked back at Gazzy and Ella. Iggy and Nudge were Evan's Godparents, so, they could be my baby girl's Godparents.
"Gazzy and-gasp-Ella." I said through clenched teeth. Ella's eyes brightened and her and Gazzy stepped forward.
So did Jeb.
"What are you doing?" I asked him. I closed my eyes and whimpered.
"I'm your father." He said, a little worried. I was sweating and panting.
"I don't have time for this. You're not coming in. Let's go. Get this kid out of me."
"But Max-"
"I don't care! Let's go!" I yelled. Fang lead us behind the doctor into this room. They both helped me out of the wheelchair and onto the bed. I gasped as they set me down. There were about three other nurses there. They pulled down my pants, put me in a hospital gown, blah blah blah. Eventually, I was drenched in sweat with my legs wide open on some little thingy made specially for holding them up. I had a blanket over my legs you pervs out there.
Fang was on my right side (Ah, Fang. Always my right hand man.) holing my hand. I was trying very hard not to break it again. He was leaning over me, kissing my head, whispering encouragin words in my ear. But this time it didn't work. I was in so much more pain than last time. All he was doing was making it WORSE.
"SHUT UP! Just shut up! You're the one who did this to me AGAIN! So just shut your freaking mouth!" I yelled.
His eyes widened a fraction of an inch. Well la di da for him. I don't care! I'm in SO much pain.
The worst pain yet flew through me and I squeezed Fang's hand, a little too hard. When it was over I gasped, "Did I break it?"
He flexed his fingers some and said, "Nah, I'm okay. But take my other hand so you don't break this one." then smiled and kissed my forehead.
"Okay, Ms. Ride. Are you ready to push?" I remember this part. The terrible part. The part where I almost passed out.
I gulped and said, "Um, Sure?" nervously. Gazzy and Ella grabbed my other hand and my mom stood behind the doctor. I guess she wanted to see her granddaughter be born.
"Okay. Go ahead, but slowly. We're going to count to ten and you can stop on ten. Okay?"
I nodded and....pushed. The doctor counted out loud and I counted in my head with him.
1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10. I stopped and opened my eyes, gasping.
"Good. Good Max. We see the head. About two more times. Maybe one if you push hard."
I pushed. Hard. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7- Then I heard screaming stop and a baby crying. My baby. I gasped and began panting. I was completely drenched in sweat. I stared at my baby then....
My still very big stomach. I wasn't done.
"Oh, God!" I started crying and gasping some more. Could I do this again? Back to back?
"Max, what's wrong?" Fang said, worrying.
"That's not it," I said. The doctor came running over to me and looking down there and gasped.
"You're having twins, Mr. And Ms. Ride." He said smiling. "Come on, Max, let's push, one last time. You can do it."
"No I can't!" I yelled.
"Come on, this will be over soon enough. I need you to push."
I was bawling now. Sweating, screaming, pushing, and bawling. The miracle of birth.
I pushed again. 1...2...3...4...
Then I blacked out.
Fang POV
I saw Max's eyes roll into the back of her head and her body flop still. She was unconscious. Oh, no. That can't be good.
"We can't get the other baby without her pushing. We'll have to do a C section." the doctor said.
"A what?" I asked.
"A C section. We'll have to cut her stomach open to get the baby."
"No, you can't cut her open like that," I said. I can't let them do that to her. She'll be scarred again for life.
"It's the only choice we have sir. Let's move her."
They pushed her bed down this hall. I stared at her. Dr. Martinez was holding the first girl. I didn't even get to get a good look at my own daughter.
We came into this big operation room. They immediately started cutting her stomach. I almost couldn't look, but had to. Then they pulled my other daughter out of her and raised her up. All bloodied and everything. She was crying, but not as loud as the other. The nurses asked me to cut the umbilical cord, which I really didn't want to do but did anyway. My little girl had black hair, like me, and I couldn't even see her eyes yet. She didn't open them yet. They wrapped her in a pink blanket and put a little pink hat with flowers on her. I held her for a second but had to give her back. They said C section babies need a little extra care. While the doctor sewed up Max, I kissed her forehead, then walked back to the other room to see my other daughter. Dr. Martinez was standing, holding her, just staring. Funny enough, she had blond hair, like Max. The streaks might come in later.
"Can I hold her?" I asked.
"Of course, Fang. She's your baby." she handed her to me and I sat down in the chair next to the bed. She looked like she was gonna be a little mini Max. There's nothing wrong with that. She yawned and opened her eyes, they were so bright. Like, hazel colored. Not at all like me or Max. Maybe that fact that we both have dark brown eyes made her eyes hazel. Like, Dr. M, all I could do was stare. She smiled a little and I chuckled. Yeah, whatever. I'll say it. She's cute, okay?
About thirty minutes later, they brought my other baby in. Dr. M picked her up and kissed her forehead, then handed her to me.
"Whoa, I can't hold both of them." I said. I mean, I might drop one!
"Your gonna have to try. I'm right here." she said. She lowered the baby into my other arm and could actually balance the two of them. She took a picture. Gross. Whatever. My baby with black hair still wouldn't open her eyes. She must be really tired. They're both beautiful. They still look like identical twins even though they have different color hair. I might not have said this before,
but I really love being a dad.
A few minutes after that, they rolled Max back in. She was still unconscious.