Surprises (Evie/Doug)


Evie was perplexed. It was the only word that Doug could find that described his wife's expression. He could see the wheels spinning in her head as her wide eyes stared at their son.

Their son.

Up until 20 minutes ago, they had been pretty much sure that they would be welcoming their third daughter. Apparently that was not the case.

He didn't blame her really. He had stared at the little boy as they cleaned him up, wondering how was it possible that the doctor had gotten it so wrong. But at the same time, he was happy. And proud.

He was a man, and like any man, he wanted a son. He loved his two princesses more than he could explain, but they were too much like Evie. They only liked Tourney if either of their uncles were playing it, they liked dolls and frilly dresses and they looked pretty much like their mom. But he wanted a son to play catch with, to teach him how to play Tourney, even if he was bad at it. A son that liked cars, sports and dirt.

When Evie told him she was pregnant, he had been excited. They were both only children and after getting married, they agreed to have two or three kids. Evie had been very adamant that they would not be having seven kids.

He had seen Jay play around with his son, and Chad trying to teach his boy how to be charming, to no avail, and he wanted that.

So when it was confirmed that it was yet another girl, he had to admit he was slightly disappointed, but eventually resigned himself to the fact that he could only make beautiful little girls that somehow wind up looking just like their mother.

So off he went to follow Evie's orders as he set up everything for their baby. She created a color palette for their daughters, which helped him when it came to décor. Carrie's color had been pink, while Malia's had been pastel blue, which worked out perfectly because she had inherited Evie's hair color. So for Everly, they had chosen red, because it was part of both family colors and it was only fair one of their daughters used it. So they had set up everything in that color.

Of course, that was before Everly turn out to be a boy. And now he understood why Evie looked so shocked.

They had to re-do everything in less than 24hrs, or else their son would be going home to a very red, very girly room. And they had to talk to the girls, because they had been so excited to have a new baby sister and he wasn't sure how would they take having a brother instead. But first he needed his wife to come back to him.

"E? Baby are you okay?" he asked quietly as he sat next to her, wrapping an arm around her shoulder as he placed the other one under their son. He had sandy hair and green eyes, which made him look more like his dad that his sisters ever did.

"I… I don't know what to do with a boy! Doug I only know how to deal with girls. Everything will be so different and i-"

"Evie, remember five years ago when we found out about Carrie?" she nodded "We were both scared. But when she arrived, everything came to us. She was my princess, my little porcelain doll. But I learned, we learned. It won't be any different with him. We'll learn. Together"

Evie smiled, kissing him as the baby cooed, drawing the attention of his parents back to him.

"Doug" she said, smiling at him. "His name is Doug. Doug Evan Dwarfsen Jr. DJ for short"

"Wait what?" he asked her, confused "Are you sure? I mean, he deserves his own name like Carrie and Malia and…"

"Just because his name is Doug doesn't mean he won't be his own person. Ask Mal… I just think… It fits him. He was a surprise and so were you when you came into my life"

He was about to cry and he knew it, so he was grateful when Mal and Carlos walked in with Carrie and Malia, followed by Jay.

"So, it's kinda hard to buy pre-made baby clothes when you know your best friend will hate it, but this was the only remotely acceptable thing we could find around here" Mal stated, handing Doug a bag as she placed Carrie on the floor. He pulled out a white onesie with green pointy hats and blue crowns in it. He had the sneaky suspicion Mal had magically decorated the item, but he would not complain, his son wouldn't be naked.

Carrie and Malia ran up to their mother's bed and he couldn't be prouder as he spoke

"Hey girls… Do you want to meet your baby brother?"