A/N: Okay, so, so many people at my school and on here have wanted this continued. So, I've decided to write the third installment. Simon and Brittany have been married for 5 years and Abigail is now 6 and a half.
When Will Our Lives Be Normal?
Chapter 1
"For the love of Einstein's ghost!" Abigail screamed as she came in the house from first grade. She threw her pink Prada bag across the room and kicked her baby blue shoes off at the front door. Brittany looked up from the magazine she was reading to say something but was silenced as soon as Abby started to complain again.
"Those imbecilic simpletons in my class! Why did they have to stick me in first grade? The syntax and grammatical instability of most of them is enough to make a normal person regurgitate most of the nourishment their body had ever ingested!" She screamed. She threw her hands up and took in a breath. She was ready to launch another complaint.
"Simon! Your daughter's on a rant again!" Brittany called. Simon smiled when he entered the room, he wiped his glasses and came over to her and picked her up. Abigail immediately shut up when her eyes met her father's. She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek.
"Hi daddy!" She said, her mood instantly changing. Brittany giggled. This trait was definitely one she got from Brittany. Simon put her back on the ground and Abigail ran into the kitchen. Brittany rolled her eyes.
"The energy of that child!" Brittany explained in an exhausted tone. Simon laughed and took a seat beside her on the couch. He wrapped his arms around her shoulder and leaned in. he planted a smile kiss on her lips and they both separated when they heard a small giggle from the kitchen doorway. They turned to see Abby staring at them, holding a glass of orange juice and giggling at them. Brittany glared at her. Simon and she had not been able to get a moment alone, save the weekend that Alvin decided to take her off their hands so she could bond with her little cousin Kathryn. That was about a month ago. Abby held a box up from behind her back and Brittany's eyes went wide with shock and her face turned red.
"What's this?" She asked. "It says Pregnan…" Brittany snatched it from her hands and glared at her angrily.
"What has mommy told you about snooping in the trashcan?" She asked as she walked to the waste basket and returned the box to its grave. Abigail giggled.
"It was sitting on top!" She pleaded with her mother. Brittany sat down at the table and rested her head on her hands. Abigail slid into the seat beside her. "So what'd it say?" She asked, excitedly, sipping her juice. Abigail had been trying to hint Brittany and Simon that she wanted a younger sibling for quite some time now. Brittany glared at her and Abigail smiled sweetly. Brittany smiled at her.
"Well… I'm not saying." Brittany said, sticking her tongue out. Abigail gasped and got up from the table. Brittany giggled when she saw Abby stomp over to the sink and dropped her cup in and stomp out of the room.
Simon walked into the kitchen when Abby left. He pointed out the door. "What'd you tell her?" He asked. Brittany giggled again.
"I just told her that I wasn't going to tell her what she wanted me to tell her." Brittany told him. Simon tried to dissect the ups and downs of the sentence Brittany just said. He sat down beside her. "You know what you just did right?" Simon told her. Brittany slapped her forehead and sighed.
"Not binky?" Brittany said. Simon nodded. "Why have we not weaned her from that?" Brittany asked. Simon smiled.
"She's grown up to fast; let her hold on to something Brittany." Simon told her. He grabbed her hands and gently squeezed them. Brittany smiled and stood up. She walked into the other room to see the television on the history channel. She looked on the couch and saw Abigail curled up in a ball, hugging a pillow, watching the screen, and sucking on her pink pacifier. Brittany sighed. She can solve calculus problems but can't stop sucking on her pacifier when something is wrong. She thought to herself. She sat down beside Abby and rubbed her back gently. Abby pushed her glasses back onto her nose and looked at her mom.
"Mmmpff goommf me?" she asked around her pacifier. Brittany giggled as Abby realized she still had the device in her mouth. She blushed and pulled it out far enough to reiterate her previous question. "Did you come to tell me?" She asked before shoving the pacifier back in her mouth with her signature 'pop'. Brittany giggled. While she didn't like Abby to use her pacifier, she saw no harm in it. In theory she shouldn't use it at all because of certain orthodontic risks. Though, somehow she had inherited her mother's miraculous teeth. She looked her daughter in the eyes and held her arms out for her. Abigail smiled behind her pacifier and crawled into her mother's lap. Brittany sighed.
"You know," She said, running her fingers through her daughter's dark auburn hair. "I use to love to just hold you like this. You'd sit in my lap and not make a sound, unless you needed a change of course." Brittany said, Abigail glared at her and blushed five shades of red. Brittany smiled and hugged her tightly. She continued to run her fingers through her hair, but let her watch her show on the ancient Aztecs. "You know, you've gotten prettier each day, but you're still my little baby girl. In fact, I think," She picked Abby up underneath her arms and looked her over. Abby struggled, wanting her seat in her mom's lap back.
"Mommy!" Abigail managed to get around the pacifier without trouble. Brittany returned her to her lap.
"I was right, the only thing missing is the diaper and you'd look the same as you did when you were two." Abigail blushed even more and hid her face in her hands. Brittany smiled at this and kissed her on top of the head. "It was positive." She whispered as she pulled her into another tight hug. Abigail looked up at her mother confused. A few moments passed and there was only silence between them as Abigail sat staring at her mother. The realization hit her and she squealed from behind her pacifier. Her mother giggled and held her close again. The only sounds in the room were their heartbeats, the dull roar of the television, and the repetitive sucking noise from Abigail. Abby took her pacifier out again and looked up into her mother's eyes.
"Did you tell daddy?" She asked, popping the pacifier back in and immediately sucking on it. Brittany looked away from her and bit her bottom lip. She shook her head.
"Told daddy what?" Brittany and Abigail both turned when they heard this. Simon stood in the doorway. Her was holding a blue mug of coffee and a small pink Sippy cup full of orange juice. Abigail glared at her father. The pacifier was something dear to her. Brittany knew that Abigail detested the Sippy cup with a passion. She claimed it, "was a degradation to her, demeaning her and labeling her as a child." When in reality, she was clumsier than Simon and Brittany was tired of replacing carpet whenever Abby had juice. Simon walked over to them, he sat beside Brittany and handed Abby her juice. Abigail looked at the cup for a moment and handed it back to him and pointed at the table. Simon chuckled and sat it on the table. Brittany saw Simon looked at the table and sigh. He stood up and walked towards the front door.
"What's wrong Simon?" She asked him. He slipped his shoes on and looked at her frustrated.
"I forgot to get the mail." He told her, he opened the door and slipped outside. She looked down at Abigail who had laid her head on her chest. Brittany's eyes began to water. She grew up so fast, yet never grew up. She's the strangest child I've ever known. How fast will her sibling develop? Am I going to have a boy or a girl? She asked herself as she ran her fingers through Abigail's hair again. She looked up and was pulled from her thoughts when Simon opened the door and re-entered. He looked at Brittany and kicked off his shoes.
"Umm… Abigail," Simon said quietly. Abby's eyes fluttered and she looked up.
"Yes daddy?" She asked around her pacifier. Simon swallowed the lump in his throat and extended his arm with a single letter.
Abigail snatched it, looked at it and handed it to her mother. Brittany's eyes went wide. She ripped it open and looked at the contents. "It's from Harvard… An ACCEPTANCE letter from Harvard!" Brittany screamed as she looked down into Abby's eyes, she couldn't read her emotion for the first time in six years. They both looked up as the heard a small thud…. Simon had passed out.
A/N: Well… I had to stop writing half way through and take a break…. I suffered from cuteness overload. LOL. So… do you guys like it? Please tell me, I like this and this is going to be another long one. Please review and tell me what you think.
