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Chapter #2:

Hardison stared down the cereal aisle, here I go, he thought. He always did Parker's list first: to get over it with. He zoomed down the lane, knocking boxes of cereal off the shelves. As soon as he stopped he turned to see everyone in aisle staring, as usual, he thought.

"That guy really likes his cereal." A teenage boy laughed, sarcastically.

"You got a problem with a black guy enjoying some cereal? Ya'all have some serious issues, you know that?" Hardison responded to the staring folks before running to the next aisle.

He opened up the folded list Parker had given him to make sure he got the right cereal, remembering the time he accidentally got her some of that healthy cardboard. Thinking, I've never seen someone so upset about darn cereal. Okay, sooo Captain Crunch….yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, wait-"WHAT?!" he hollered aloud. Immediately, he steered his cart to the pharmacy department, trying to remember the date, is it April 1st?

He grabbed the first test on the shelf he saw and hurried to the checkout.

"Did you find everything you were looking for?" the perky cashier asked with a plastered smile on her face.

"Oh, yeah, sure." Hardison answered after a long pause.

Suddenly, the girl noticed the pregnancy test she was scanning, and a smile crawled over her face as she muffled her laughter. Hardison pretended not to notice and he grabbed his cart full bags and made his way to the door.

As soon as he was a few feet away, he heard his cashier whisper to another worker, "The crazy cereal guy's breeding," immediately followed by some laughter. Hardison turned around and walked back, prepared to say something snappy; but instead he grabbed a Hershey's chocolate bar. He turned, handed it to the girl and said with a smile, "Hey, I forgot something, could you please ring this up."

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Hardison opened the door to the apartment, immediately Eliot greeted him, "Hey, Hardison," while watching hockey, "can you get the beer, we'll watch the game."

Hardison ignored him, grabbed a bag, which contained the pregnancy test and a bar of chocolate, leaving the rest of the bags on a counter. "Parker!" he hollered, "Parker, where are you, woman?"

Eliot acknowledged his yelling and said, "Hardison, she's in the extra bedroom 'cause she wasn't feeling too good."

Hardison ran over to the room, but suddenly heard the hitter hollering something about all that was in the grocery bags was cereal. Huh, maybe I should've finished shopping, whatever, he thought as he ran into the bedroom to see Parker lying on the bed watching a movie.

"What movie you got on there?" he asked calmly.

"Nemo." The thief answered.

"So, I noticed there was something strange on your Grocery List, could you explain that?"

"Yeah," she said sitting up, "I usually get Reese's Puffs, but I felt in the mood for Cocoa Puffs."

"No, Parker," he said, frustrated, "not that, the uh. Hey whoa, do you want this chocolate bar?" He continued, handing her the candy. She took it eagerly with a smile on her face.

As she was almost done with it, he couldn't take it anymore and suddenly burst out, "Parker, are pregnant?"

"How did you know?" she asked with wonder in her voice.

"When were you going to tell me?" he asked, confused.

"When I took the test."

"Woman, you realize you gave me-oh, whatever. Well, here it is." He said, restraining himself from yelling at her.

"Oh good!" she said, hopping up and grabbing the box from his hand, suddenly running out of the room.

"Where the hell are you going?" he hollered down the hall.

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"Goal!" Eliot yelled. He and Nate were sitting on the coach, as Sophie read a book.

Sophie looked up from her reading and hollered, "Would you please shut-up? I'm trying to re-"

All of a sudden, Parker ran into the room, in front of the TV and said, "Sophie, Sophie! I got the pregnancy test, now what?"

All she received were blank stares from the grifter, hitter, and mastermind.