Notes for this chapter:

Felice is Bella's pet cat.

'Papa' is Bella's dad. They lived in Italy before he met Edd's divorced mom, after which they moved to Peach Creek.

Eddy was close to the edge of the bench so when I told him that, he fell off.

"You're what?!" He asked. "How?!" He stared at me with wide eyes. I didn't look at him as I shrugged. Eddy became pale.

"Re-remember when we were at that party, someone dared us to do 'something' in the bedroom?" He stammered.

"Well, I know THAT," I said.

"Then why did you shrug if you knew that?" He said.

"Cuz I thought, that, y'know..." I blushed and looked away.

"You thought I would forget," Eddy said.

"Hmm?" I looked up, "No, I though you were..." Eddy glared at me as he stood up.

"What?" He asked.

"What?" I asked, confused.

"So, um, this is awkward," Eddy started. "But are you excited?" He rubbed the back of his neck and smiled nervously.

"I...don't know," I said, "I-I...I'm nervous, Eddy. I'm only 18, not even out of school...And what will my papa think?"

"Not much will change about that one. Your dad hates me no matter what I do," Eddy teased, "I'm not going to be like those other boyfriends who don't care or help. I promise you that I'll never treat you badly." He kissed me on my cheek and smiled. I smiled back and hugged Eddy.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"So, how are we going to tell sockhead?" Eddy asked. My eyes flew open.

"Um, I'm not sure," I said.

"I think he would make a good nanny," Eddy teased. I giggled. Eddy looked up at the sky and frowned.

"Damn rain," He said, shaking his fist at the sky.

"Aw, man," I frowned, "C'mon, let's go back. I hate the rain when I'm outside."

"I got a text from my brother," Eddy growled. "He says that he wants to meet you. Like right now."

"He met me during the Incident," I said, "When you said he was 'so awesome.'"

"He thought I paid you to convince him," Eddy said, "He wants to see you again."

"Not now," I said, "I just don't feel like it."

"Okay, I'm not going home until your dad chases me out of the house with a broom," Eddy said.

"Yeah, ok," I smiled, taking Eddy's hand as we walked inside.

"Do you still have fruit tarts?" Eddy asked. "Or did Double D eat them all?"

"No, we still have some," I said.

"Awesome, where is he anyway?" Eddy asked. "The library?"

"No, he's probably in the living room," I said, "Reading."

"That seems to be the only thing that you have in common," Eddy laughed.

"No, there's a few other things," I said, "We're both nice."

"Greetings Bella and Eddy. How are you?" Edd asked.

"Um, ok," I said, looking at Eddy.

"What is the matter, Bella?" Edd asked, "You sound sad."

"Um, well," I was nervous to tell him.

"Just freaking tell him damn it," I said. "He's gonna find out eventually." I looked at Eddy and took a deep breath.

"I-I...I'm pregnant," I whispered. Edd threw his book in the air and jumped off the couch.

"Are you serious?" Edd cheered, "Bella that is amazing! Congratulations!" Eddy held back a laugh as the book hit Edd in the head.

"Um, yeah," I was still nervous about the whole thing.

"Are ya knocking some more knowledge into you, sockhead?" Eddy teased. I giggled and smiled. I heard the door open and close and Felice streaked to the front door, meowing.

"Papa's home," I said.

"Oh look at the time, I should probably go. Bye, Bella," Eddy said, running out of the door. I saw Eddy run out of the door and my papa stared after him.

"What's with him?" He asked. I shrugged.

"It has come to my attention that he is afraid of you, Father," Edd said.

"Likes that's news," Papa scoffed and gave me a hug, "How's my baby?" I smiled nervously.

"Good," I said, hugging him back.

"Bella, may I tell Father your news?" Edd asked.

"What news?" Papa looked at me.

"Um, i-it's nothing," I said, giving Edd a look that clearly said 'No'

"I was not supposed to bring it up, was I?" Edd frowned, blushing.

"Bring what up?" Papa asked sternly.

"R-really, it's nothing," I said nervously, then yawned, "Wow, I'm tired. Goodnight, papa." I rushed upstairs and sat down on my bed. That was close.

"We'll tell him later," I whispered, setting my hand on my belly.