Chapter Ten:
iGuess
Freddie perused over the script for a new television he was about to direct. It wasn't as fast paced as directing a big action flick, but directing was his passion. This new show Kalvin and Kevin was a throwback to sketch comedies everywhere. His hours were also more flexible, which was good, considering the fact, in about a month or so, Sam would have Baby Christopher. But for now Sam was in the kitchen baking cupcakes for her and Wendy's joint baby shower.
"Baby, come here!" Sam yelled from their kitchen, "Try this!"
Her husband walked in the room, and noticed Sam with an unfrosted fudge cupcake. Freddie took a bite out of her hand.
"Mmm, did you put frosting on the inside?" Freddie noted as he swallowed.
She nodded happily, "Yep Fifty with blue frosting and fifty with lavender frosting. Since Wends and I didn't tell a lot of people who's having a boy or girl. The lavender-frosted ones have a small B+W and ours have a F+S on the side." Sam put the two trays of cupcakes away in the fridge.
"Oh, so they can guess? Wendy came up with that." He presumed.
Sam appeared angry, "What? You don't think I can come up with an idea like that? I'm very creative!"
"Ugh mood swings." Freddie muttered his breath. He tried to form a sentence, though it came out as more of a stammer, "I-I…"
His wife laughed and laughed, "Man, you should have seen your face. You're so gullible."
"Sam, you did that on purpose." He growled. "Why do you keep doing that?"
She spoke in a childlike voice, "Because you keep falling for it, c'mon don't be mad at me. I'm your wife, wuvs you very, very much."
"That's not going to work, Samantha Joy." Freddie protested in a firm, reprimanding tone. He'd even pulled out her full first name and her middle name.
Sam sighed when a smirk came across her face and a light bulb went off in her head. She leaned into her husband as close as she could with her very pronounced baby bump and whispered in his ear. She remembered she sure as hell didn't know French, but Italian was another story. Thanks in part to her mother's infatuation with Italian men.
"Caro mio. Te amo e mi dispace."
"Sam." Freddie groaned, trying to stay mad, though that quickly turned into a sigh at the feel of Sam kissing down his neck, "Um…what did you just say?"
"I said," she breathed, "My darling, I love you and I'm sorry."
"Will you, at least, try to behave at the baby shower?" He asked hopefully.
Sam smiled, crossing her fingers behind her back, "Promise."
She thought Freddie didn't see, though they have known each other eleven years.
"Yeah, right," her husband scoffed, grabbing the hand from behind her back, and kissing it, "You're so cute when you think I don't know what you're up to."
His wife insinuated, "Are you saying that you don't think I can behave at my joint baby shower with one of my best friends."
"I don't have to say it. You just did." Freddie commented smugly.
Sam gasped in surprise as if a challenge was just thrown at her. "I'd like to think I'm matured over the years."
"And you have in some ways, but I bet you that you can't go without cracking a sarcastic comment, tease, or play a prank on someone for an entire day," he confronted.
She challenged, "Okay, let's make this a little more interesting I bet you can't hang out with Brad for the entire day of the baby shower."
"But it's a joint baby shower with Brad and Wendy." Freddie reminded.
Sam laughed, rubbing her hands together, "I know. The rules are that you cannot speak to or interact with your little boyfriend all day. Wendy and I are the ones doing most of the talking at the party anyway. So you lucky guy get to spend the day with me, Wendy, and a bunch of other expectant moms."
He chuckled, placing his hands on her shoulders, "If I didn't know any better I'd say you were jealous of Brad like Carly's jealous of you and Wendy."
"Do not mention, that name in this house." She chided.
Freddie's eyebrows furrowed as he teased, "What, is she Voldemort now?"
"No." Sam denied, "She's the immature one."
He said, "Babe, it's been three months. It goes both ways."
"Yeah and she's not even meeting me halfway there." She pouted.
Freddie assured, rubbing up and down Sam's arms, "Things will get better, Sam."
"Let's not talk about this anymore. We were in the middle of making a bet here." Sam reminded.
He coerced, "Right If you lose, you have to sit through the entire nine hour trilogy of Galaxy Wars with me with no sarcasm, complaining and/or teasing."
She added with a breath of arrogance, "When I win, you have to take me to this Gross Oddities museum for the day."
"Deal," Freddie concurred, extending out his hand.
Sam repeated, "Deal."
The couple did this quirky handshake, where they slap their palms of their hand together, the the back of the hand, and pull each other in for a quick peck on the lips. It was something they did since high school when they started dating and they still do it now
"You just want me with you all day. You miss me." He teased with a sly smirk.
"Mmm…maybe, besides is it so wrong to wrong to want my man with me for the day?" She purred in a soft voice.
"You're so nice and sweet when we're alone." Freddie remarked, letting his fingertips trail up and down her sides.
Sam threatened after smacking his arm, "Just don't let that get out." Suddenly the baby started moving a lot, "And that goes for you too, little man."
Running his hand across Sam's stomach, Freddie asked, "Is that him kicking or his hands moving?"
"Both," she answered. "Ooh what are swimming in the Olympics there, kid?"
Freddie laughed at that, grunting as he sat his very pregnant wife in his lap. They both caressed her belly. Even though their son wasn't born yet, they still liked their little family time.
For example, when Freddie tried to see if Christopher responded to him, he went, "Christopher, this is the sound of your Daddy's voice."
"Ooh I think that's his hand." Sam mentioned, feeling Christopher move. "What do you know? It worked."
Or when Sam had to squat down because it felt as if the baby got stuck in one uncomfortable position. She grunted like a sumo wrestler as she squat down.
"Why did you do that?" Freddie inquired desperately trying to stifle a snicker. "That looks weird."
"Well, he was stuck." She commented with a shrug.
He looked as if to say 'okay'. Freddie went back to his work, perusing through scripts. Sam had a video chat conference with her boss Suzanne Fulton to finalize recipes and go over her work schedule. The rest of their day was pretty tame and mundane involving work, doing stuff around the house, and more work.
The baby shower was finally here. It was a dreary day, but they didn't matter they were indoors. Wendy and Sam were doing each others' hair. Brad and Freddie weren't allowed to see each other until after the baby shower, so Brad was downstairs grading films submitted by his students. Freddie was in the bathroom area of Brad and Wendy's master bedroom.
"Is Freddie still in the bathroom?" Wendy wondered while Sam styled her hair.
Sam ordered, "Yeah. Hold still!"
Wendy listened. "Okay, okay, easy on the SilknShine."
Sam asked "How's Brad dealing without his boy?"
Wendy mentioned, "As just as bad as Freddie, you know those two will give in before the day ends. It's like breaking up Scooby and Shaggy."
"I know. I almost feel bad, but Mama plays to win." Sam agreed, referring to the bet she and Freddie made a short time ago.
Freddie called out from the bathroom, "So do I, Babe. So do I."
"We'll see." Sam responded, "You ready yet, Nub!"
"I've been ready." Freddie noted, "I just didn't want to barge in when you guys were getting dressed."
Sam said, holding a clip between her teeth, "Mmm, We're dressed. I just finished Wendy's hair."
Freddie walked out to where Sam and Wendy were at.
Wendy expressing after looking in the full-length mirror, and then headed out the door, "And I love it! I'm going to get Brad and we'll meet you there."
Freddie inquired, referring to his dapper look, "What do you think? Too nubbish?"
Just because they were in love and married, It doesn't mean Sam would ever stop teasing him. Though, she couldn't do that today anyhow, or she would lose their bet. There were some outfits that Freddie wore, which drove Sam gaga over him. It was that pair of t-shirt and jeans that hugged his body in all her favorite places, a nice suit or tuxedo that made him look like James Bond and a couple other things.
One of which he was currently wearing it was navy blue polo shirt with a black leather jacket and jeans. She eyed him critically, looking up and down at him.
Sam complimented truthfully, leaning in close to him, "You look like a bad boy. I like it."
"I remember a bad boy on the outside, but a good man at heart gets you going," Freddie gruffed in a low voice.
She noted, "Uh-huh, but we should go. No time to waste."
Sam grabbed her black coat. She and Freddie arrived to the England hotel banquet hall where their baby shower was being held. They had sliders, pheasant, mashed potatoes, with a bunch of appetizers, sides, and desserts. Throughout the day Freddie had the urge to sneak over to talk to Brad.
"Psst!" Brad whispered over by the food table.
Freddie mouthed with Sam in his arms, "I can't man."
"I'll distract her. Go to him." Wendy reassured with a roll of her eyes, "Hey Sam…"
Sam pulled away from dancing with her man as soon as Wendy called.
Freddie ran over to Brad.
Brad commented, annoyed, "Dude I can't believe your wife broke up the dynamic duo."
"I can't believe it either." Freddie pointed, looking at the cupcake with a frosted 'F', "Is that for me?" Brad probably made that one especially for Freddie.
"Freddie..." Brad trailed off with a smile, "Who else would it be for?"
Freddie took it from Brad as soon as he did. Sam chided, "Fredward Karl Benson. I know you just couldn't stay away."
"How you'd know? There's a bunch of people with you and Wendy." Brad gasped.
Freddie thought, "Unless…"
Wendy stepped out from behind Sam, "That's right boys. It was I, who tipped her off."
"You double-crosser!" Brad accused.
Wendy exclaimed agitatedly, "Hey!"
"But you know, I still love you." Brad proclaimed abruptly.
Sam teased, "Yeah calm it on down. Ya pansy!" She let out a gasp, regretting those words as soon as they came out of her mouth.
"Ha!" Freddie yelled triumphantly, "I knew you couldn't do it either. You lost!"
"Uh… you did too Freddie." Wendy reminded, tapping him on the shoulder
Sam cheered, "Oh yeah, Whoo!"
"Truce? Let's compromise." Freddie pleaded, looking directly at his wife's baby blue eyes.
She nodded, "Okay. I guess I can sit through the trilogy with you."
Freddie promised, "And next weekend, I'll take you to the Gross Oddities museum. Just…remind me to bring a bucket."
"Deal." His wife agreed, planting a kiss on his cheek.
The baby shower's next few hours consisted of eating, dancing, chatting with friends, and games. The party was nearing its end. All that was left was to play one last very important game and to open gifts.
The four of them went to the center of the room, next to the tower of two hundred cupcakes, Sam and Brad baked about to speak to all their guests.
"Before we open gifts, I'm sure I speak for Brad, the Bensons, and myself when I say thank you to everyone, who came." Wendy started off, and passed the microphone off to her husband.
Brad continued, "We're so grateful to all our family and friends who helped us celebrate in welcome our two crazy kids."
Freddie leaned in and prompted, "But do you know which one of us the girls is having Caylee and which one is having Christopher? Hmm…do you?"
A string of No's and random guesses were heard throughout the banquet hall.
"Of course you don't Sam instructed, "How many of you had the cupcakes with lavender frosting on the inside?"
A group of people raised their hands.
"And how many of you had the cupcakes with the blue frosting?" Wendy added.
Another group of people raised their hands.
Sam hinted, "Alright, did any of you know notice the initials on the side?"
It was quite hysterical when people were frantically looking for leftover cupcakes.
Spencer shouted, "Sam and Freddie are having a boy!"
Echoed by Shane's, "Brad and Wendy are having a girl!"
"Congrats!" Wendy cheered, amused.
Brad continued, "You two figured it out first!"
Freddie apologized, "But you don't win anything, so sorry."
"I'm not." Sam offered her two cents, "Let the gift opening begin!"
The girls took turns opening gifts. They both got a supply of baby diapers, receiving blankets, little outfits, and toys for when the babies were older. All in all it was a great time and soon Christopher Fredward Benson and Caylee Jane Bennett would be born. Though the nurseries needed to be finished on both sides and Sam's twenty-third birthday was coming up. One wonders how that would go with these two crazy couples.
A/N: Short filler chapter, which was semi-inspired by a Cory and Shawn bit from Boy Worlds. Next chapter is about the nursery and Sam's birthday, and an unexpected guest may show up. Remember the key word is unexpected. Hope you guys liked it and review!