A/N: I'm planning on doing a short series of chapters focused on Carly's first pregnancy and their relationship with the kid after it's born. I hope that's okay...I'll try not to let the kids take over the story!
Jack and Carly were in the midst of moving into their new Upper East Side apartment. It had two bedrooms, so there would be enough space for the baby. Right now, after everything was finally unpacked, they had set about the business of making this place their own.
"Jack, which one of these do you think would be best?" Carly asked while brandishing a sheet of paint color samples.
Jack glanced at it.
"These are all pink," he said bluntly.
"I know! So do you think one of these darker rose shades would look better, or one of the pastels?"
"Carly, we are not painting our bedroom goddamn pink!" roared Jack, "We need manly colors. Like white! And...uh...more white!"
Carly's eyes filled with tears.
"Jaaccckk, you're so mean! Here I am, carrying your child and you won't even let me choose one measly paint color!"
Jack started to panic. Was it really that easy to upset a pregnant woman? He didn't want to risk her health!
"Okay okay, it can be pink! Just don't cry!" he shouted.
"Oh, thank you! I love you so much!" Carly gushed. She ran over to hug him, but in the process of doing so she flashed a mischievous smile behind his back.
Jack was so pathetically easy to manipulate.