Gladstone rolled over in his plushy bed. His hand stretched out beside him. He felt around in the surprisingly empty space.

Magica?

He got up and looked around the room. The light from the master bathroom was on. Gladstone gagged at the sound of Magica throwing up.

He stomached the courage to get up and walked to the door. He pushed it open, just in time for Magica to flush the evidence of illness down the drain. He stared at her pale face, her eyes red from pain. She wore one of Gladstone's green silk pajama tops as a nightgown. Magica's hair was tied up in a sloppy bun, enough to keep her raven locks out of the splash zone.

"You okay?" Gladstone asked, grabbing a nearby glass and filling it with tap water. "I know it's gross, but water is water. At least for this."

Magica nodded, taking the glass and chugging it down. She watched as he pulled her toothbrush and toothpaste from the medicine cabinet.

"This is the fourth day in a row you've thrown up. Are you sure you're okay?" Magica stood up and put the glass on the counter. She took the toothbrush and toothpaste.

"I'm fine. I'm just sick." Magica turned on the sink and started brushing her teeth. "Ah doe no wah you worrehd." She said, her mouthful.

"I worry because I care." Gladstone said. Magica spat into the sink and rinsed her brush.

"I'm just sick. That's all." She groaned and walked out of the bathroom and slumped into the bed. Gladstone sighed and turned off the bedroom light.

Lena slammed the pregnancy test box onto the kitchen table. Magica and Gladstone stared at her.

"ARE YOU HAVING SEX?" Magica screamed.

"WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS?" Gladstone shrieked.

"No! For Christ's sake! I know I'm a rebellious teenager but I'm not that irresponsible!" Lena yelled. "You two. Test. Now."

Magica burst out laughing. "Lena, you know I took that potion to ensure I would never have kids! There's no way that I could get pregnant! The chances of that happening are like, one percent! Even less!"

"Magica take the test." Gladstone said, his voice shaking.

"I don't have to, I know I'm not." She scoffed, pushing the test aside.

"Magica take the damn test!"

"Why the hell-"

"MAGICA I AM THE LUCKIEST GUY IN THE WORLD! TAKE THE DAMN TEST!" Gladstone screamed, his face white.

Magica looked at him, seeing the sheer horror and fear behind his emerald eyes. She sighed and took the box off the table. "I'll take the test. It's gonna be negative, but I'll do it for you if you're that scared."

She stood up and walked out of the kitchen. Gladstone watched her go. Lena sat down at the table and sighed.

"You know she is pregnant, right?" Lena asked.

"I know." Gladstone said, staring at the table in shock. "Your cards told you?"

"Mmhmm" she nodded. "I didn't wanna stress you guys out about it. When did you figure it out?"

"This morning. She threw up. Fourth day in a row."

"Ew."

"I know." Gladstone groaned and put his head in his hands. "Shit…how the hell are we gonna do this? This is way too soon."

"Well at least you got a free babysitter." Lena shot a finger gun at him. He smiled at his unofficial niece.

CRASH! THUD!

Gladstone and Lena ran into the hallway to see Magica lying on the floor, passed out. He held her upright in his lap, checking her for any injuries. Lena picked up the pregnancy test and showed it to him, the positive sign clear as crystal.

"Congrats. You're gonna be a dad."

A/N: WASSUP GUYS GUESS WHO'S BACK AT IT AGAIN?

That's right, it's ya girl, Alex. :)

So this fic is going to be a short series of shots and moments from the first year of Gladstone and Magica's relationship. I really missed writing them and I love this ship so much, that I just couldn't bear to not do something else with them.

So I hope you're as happy as I am to see these two dorks raise their hell of a baby. ;)

Please guys, favorite, follow, and review. If you loved Morning Tea, I can promise that you'll like this...after all, we need more magicstone in our lives 3

Thank you, and I love you all.

~Alex