Kit and Olaf were sitting with their real estate agent, discussing houses. They had 20 million dollars to spend and were looking to buy a house on the beach-their dream home.

"Now this is a nice one," the lady said, pointing to a picture of a light blue house. Kit and Olaf read the description.

"It's perfect, honey!" Kit exclaimed, "10 bedrooms…four baths…a swimming pool! Just what we need."

"If it'll make you happy," Olaf smiled, "Then we'll take a look at it."

Two weeks later, Count Olaf and Kit were standing in their dream home. Their real estate agent followed behind them, answering any questions they had. Every room they entered was furnished completely and updated. The view was glorious and it was only a 2 minute walk to the beach. Count Olaf turned to Kit, taking her hands in his.

"It will be a wonderful place to raise the baby," he smiled.

"You mean…we're going to buy it?" she asked with enthusiasm. He nodded. Kit jumped up and down and hugged Olaf tightly.

"It's 9.5 million dollars," the real estate agent said, "So you will have plenty left over with your budget of 20 million."

"I don't care about money, to be honest. I just want a real home to raise a family of my own!" Kit replied.

"Well you are going to get both of those, sweetie…plus the money," Olaf laughed. They hugged again and went back to her office to sign the papers and to get the deed for the house.

It took only a week for them to move in because they were so eager. They didn't need to furnish it because they got to keep all the furniture, so they just moved all their personal items in there. Kit was due any day now and Olaf was very worried about becoming a father. He made Kit do practice drills with him and she just laughed and followed along.

"Don't you think you're getting a bit carried away?" Kit laughed, as Olaf picked her up and carried her out the door. They were doing another one of his practice drills and he was getting really into it.

"Hang in there baby, don't come out just yet!" Olaf yelled into Kit's stomach. She giggled and let Olaf place her in his car, fastening her seatbelt. He looked into her eyes and kissed her lightly on the lips. She embraced the moment and shut her eyes for a long time. He kissed her again. And again. He climbed into the car with her and held the back of her head. Kit unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned back, allowing Olaf to kiss her easier. He lifted up her shirt, revealing her very large belly.

"Hi baby…it's your daddy talking," he said, kissing Kit's stomach. She moaned. He looked up at her.

"Kit…let's not get intimate. I was just talking to the baby," Olaf smiled. Kit moaned again and grabbed her stomach.

"Honey…the baby's coming!"