A/N: Yet another attempt to write a Wreck-it Ralph fanfic. Anyone out there think I'm doing a good job? Here we go!
Disclaimer: I don't own Wreck-it Ralph and it brings dishonor to me
Calhoun was staring at her stomach. It was definitely noticeable. She had a bump. It wasn't very big, but it did make it harder to get into her armor. Normally, Calhoun wouldn't be this vain about her appearance, but Vanellope said that she had noticed, and she wanted to see if it was true. It was. She had no idea how much bigger it was gonna get. She had only been plugged in about a couple years, and she had never seen any character impregnated before. Truth be told, she was a little nervous. "No!" she said aloud to herself. She looked straight at her reflection in the mirror, "You will not get scared! You're not taking anything from anyone!"
Then Calhoun heard the thumps of footsteps walking up the creaky stairs. She put her shirt back over her slightly bulging stomach, sat down on the bed, and pretended to read a magazine. Calhoun heard the sweet tone of Felix's southern accent, but it had an awkward tone to it, like when Felix was trying to say no, which was almost never.
"I know you haven't seen me since the wedding- No, I just don't think it would be a good time for this- No. It's just- No- I mean- She isn't feeling too well and I don't this would be- No-" Felix sighed, "Okay. Yes. That sound fine. One week? See you then."
Felix entered in the bedroom and hung up the cell phone that he and Tamora shared. Calhoun looked up at him, "Who was that? The pizza guy?" Felix stifled a nervous chuckle.
He kept trying to plaster on a fake smile, but it was beginning to falter. Felix took Calhoun's hands, "Tammy, honey, sit down." he gently sat her down, "Are you feeling alright? Do you feel hot? Cold? Hungry?"
"Felix! I have been hungry since I found out that I was pregnant! Now stop beating around the bush! Spill your guts Fix-it!" Calhoun said pulling Felix closer to her face.
"Tammy. Please remain calm." Felix said keeping his eyes locked with Calhoun's, "My mother-"
Felix was cut off with Calhoun clenching her fists, "Oh no! No way is she staying here! She is the one women in the world who can make mefeel all weird! And trust me when I tell you this! People who have tried to do that to me are either in hiding or in the hospital!"
Felix cringed at this, "I know you two got off on the wrong foot-"
Calhoun crossed her arms, "She told me she loved the fact that I was giving life a 'second chance'! No one says that to me! Not even my troops!"
Felix rocked back and forth on his feet and chuckled nervously, "Tammy, it's only for one week. Then she'll be gone until Thanksgiving."
Calhoun groaned, "She's coming back for Thanksgiving?"
"Please Tammy! I really want her to keep giving us her blessing. We are her only family since my Pa passed on." Felix said blinking his big blue eyes.
Tamora pushed her bangs over her eyes, only to have them flop back into place. "Fine! But if she gets on my bad side, I don't know if I'll be able to keep myself quiet. I'm not my usual serene self."
Felix wrapped his arms around Calhoun's neck, "Thank you! Thank you so much Tammy! I promise I will make it up to you honey!"
Calhoun groaned, "You know how you can make it up to me? Kill me now."
One week had passed since the news of Felix's mother's arrival. The penthouse had been prepped severely. Everything looked spick and span. Calhoun was attempting to get all of her crazy pregnant women emotions out now, so she didn't burst when she was with Felix's mother. Ralph was leaving to pick her up at the terminal. She liked Ralph like he was her own son.
"Okay Felix, I know how to take care of your mother for five minutes. I'm just getting her from Game Central. " Ralph assured Felix.
As Ralph began to leave he patted Calhoun on the shoulders. "Get ready champ."
Calhoun glared at Ralph, "Don't ever call me champ again."
"Atta-girl, get all that out." Ralph said encouragingly.
"Shove it Ralph." Calhoun said while smirking back at Ralph.
Felix sat next to Calhoun on the bench in the train station in Fix-it Felix Jr. He squeezed her hand. "You doing okay sweetheart?" Felix asked quietly.
"Yea," Calhoun glumly replied, "I was just wondering how you managed to live with this women for years at a time. I mean, how did you survive?"
Felix smiled, "Don't worry sweetie, you'll do great."
The bell at the station rang, which meant the train was coming. The silhouettes of Ralph and Felix's mother came into view. Calhoun and Felix stood and awaited the arrival of his mother. Felix grabbed Tamora's hand and gave it a final squeeze before letting go.
Mrs. Fix-it was a woman that was just about Felix's height. She wore a light pink dress with lace. Her brown hair with light gray streaks was tied up in a bun. She had a thick southern accent, thicker than Felix's, and it was just as sweet. Her face was covered in smile lines and faded freckles. She was a total perfect mother stereotype. She would've have been the world's best mother, except Mrs. Fix-it could put you down, and you want to just slap her, but you couldn't, because she was so sweet and she had such good intentions. Such was her way of controlling people.
"Oh there's my baby!" Mrs. Fix-it squealed as she hugged Felix. "How my moonpie doing?"
"Oh just peachy mama!" Felix happily replied as he hugged his mother. "You know Tammy." Calhoun resisted every urge to correct him with 'Sergeant Calhoun.'
Calhoun reached down and prepared to shake her hand, but was instead greeted with a hug around her waist. It was a lot shorter than Felix's hug, and twice as awkward, mostly because Calhoun didn't hug back. She just stood there and awaited the end of this moment, while staring down at the little woman hugging her waist.
Felix grabbed his mama's bags and said, "Mama, I'll show you up."
As Felix was leading his mother to their home he lightly brushed his hand against Tamora's, to signal that she had done good so far. She smiled at his attempt to make her feel better, but then her smile shriveled up when Mrs. Fix-it turned around and said, "Oh Tammy? I would just like to say it is great that a woman like you can work at such a masculine job and still keep whatever femininity you still have!"
Calhoun nodded and plastered on a fake smile, but as soon as Mrs. Fix-it turned around, Calhoun scrunched up her hands into fists and attempted to not to smack her stupid. Ralph grabbed her shoulders and pulled her back. "Good job Sarge. Only seven days to go."
"I don't think I can make it that long." Calhoun grunted. She pushed Ralph away, "No wait. She won't be alive for that long."
Calhoun stormed off, awaiting what fresh day of back-door insults might be thrown at her tomorrow. Ralph sighed, "Gonna be a long week."
A/N: Okay this will be a few chapters long so don't worry, I didn't end it there. I have the story basically done and it was going to be a one-shot, but it was too long and I have to fix a lot of it up. Thank you to all the people who favorited my stories and reviewed them. And remember that one review, good or bad, can help a person write so much better.