Me: Is anyone else ready for the sequel to "Bride of Mal"?
Rabel: Oh, me me me! I am!
Me: This story is longer than the original, and also has more going on in it. I hope you enjoy this story, "Daughter of Mal"!
The best part of waking up every morning was seeing her beside him. She woke up.
"Good morning, Mal," Zoey said, her bright red hair a mess. She tried to get up, but he grabbed her hand.
"Good morning, Zoey."
"I have to get up eventually, you know."
"Can I help it if I want to spend every minute I can with you?" It was hard to believe they'd only been married for three months. After a quick argument, Zoey got up. They had a quiet breakfast together, then Zoey headed to the spa to meet her friends.
"So how's the married life?" Courtney asked. Izzy did a cannonball into the pool.
"Yeah, how's being married to Mal going?" the ginger asked her friend.
"Are you having any problems?" Gwen asked nervously. Her wedding was only a few months away.
"It's natural to be nervous, Gwen!" Zoey said brightly. "I was nervous when I was engaged to Mal… both times."
After their spa visit, they headed to a little café nearby.
"Could I get some ketchup, please?" Zoey asked. The waiter raised his eyebrows; she had just ordered a plate of spaghetti. "And some mustard and hot sauce, too, please." The waiter brought her the bottles, and she dumped the contents onto her spaghetti. She ate the whole thing, and her friends looked slightly disgusted.
"Zoey, are you sure you're okay?" Sugar asked.
"Well, lately, I've been really tired. I also just had a craving for spaghetti with ketchup, mustard, and hot sauce," Zoey explained.
"We'd better take you to the doctor," Sierra said.
Mal was listening to the pleas of a man whose village had been pillaged in Europe.
"Mal, I have—" Zoey began, then she saw the man. "Oh, I didn't realize you were in a meeting."
"I'm almost done," Mal said. He snapped his fingers. "Your village is now safe from future attacks and all stolen or destroyed items are returned or fixed." The man thanked him, then left. "Now that we're alone…" he said to his wife, giving her a quick kiss.
"There's something I need to tell you," she said. "I went to the doctor today, and—"
"You're sick?!" Mal said with worry. "Whatever it is, I can cure you! Cancer? Tuberculosis? Malaria?"
"I'm pregnant."
"Oh, no!" He looked confused. "Run that by me again."
"You're going to be a father." He swept her up in a hug.
"Oh, honey!" he said. "This is great! How long?"
"Eight months."
At Gwen's wedding, Zoey was five months into her pregnancy and starting to show. Courtney caught the bouquet while standing next to Scott. Samey, who had appeared to have gained weight, was there as well.
"Zoey, I heard you're pregnant!" she squealed. "I'm pregnant, too! When's yours due?"
"In four months."
"Aww, bummer! Mine's due in two. But promise our kids will have a playdate!" She walked off.
At seven months in, Zoey's stomach was larger than it was supposed to be at this stage. They walked into their house and…
"SURPRISE!" everyone cheered.
"It's a baby shower!" Amy squealed.
"But she showered this morning," said Mal in confusion.
"A baby shower is for an expectant mother," Sierra explained. "Her female friends put it on, and they give her gifts for the baby!"
"Open mine!" Izzy said in excitement. Zoey opened the package to find a fedora. It was light brown with a dark brown strap. "I thought it would look cute on your baby!"
Each gift was great. As a final gift, her friends came out with a beautiful crib. It brought tears to her eyes. All of a sudden, she clutched her stomach.
"The baby, I think it's coming."
"Now?!" Mal said with worry. "It's only been seven months!"
"Tell that to the baby!"
The entire group found themselves in the hospital.
"The baby's coming!" he told the doctor.
"What? But it's not due for another two months!" the doctor said.
"Tell the kid that! Now help my wife!" On her way to the delivery room, Zoey passed Samey.
"Zoey! I thought you weren't due for another two months!" said the blonde in surprise.
"The baby had other plans."
Everyone worriedly paced in the waiting room. They heard Zoey's screams. Gwen, who was also expecting, clutched her own stomach.
"If it hurts that much for one kid," she stated. "How much is it going to hurt for two?"
The nurse, Joy, came out.
"How is she?" Mal asked.
"Relax. You have a healthy baby girl," Joy said. "We also had another arrival within the hour, a Miss Samey Collins."
"I thought Samey had been eating too much," Amy said in shock. "I didn't realize she was going to have a baby!"
Mal went to see his wife. She held a little girl in her arms.
"Isn't she beautiful?" Zoey asked in a quiet tone so not to wake the baby.
"Yes. What'll we call her?"
"How about Destiny?"
Zoey's friends were watching the window to the nursery.
"Which one is it?" Dakota asked in excitement.
"That one," Mal said, pointing to Destiny. "We named her Destiny!"
"I wonder which one's my niece," Amy said, looking around.
"That one, next to Mrs. Greenberg's daughter," Joy answered. "Her name's Annabelle."
"Oh, isn't she just the cutest?" Amy asked.
Annabelle began to cry. Destiny turned to her neighbor and made a pacifier appear in her mouth. Annabelle sucked on the pacifier and fell asleep.
"She has my powers," Mal said with pride.
"Here we go," Courtney said.
Me: Destiny is another character of mine, and while I could have used Mia, the incarnation of Mal in Destiny in "Their Child", I chose Destiny. My fanfic, my rules.
Rabel: Read and Review!