A few weeks later:

"Shit shit shit! I'm late I'm late!" I say exasperated as iu run around the house picking up things.

"Fuck fuck fuck! MIKE! I'M LEAVING FOR WORK!" I yell and run out of the house.

Few minuets later….

"Sorry, Jeremy! I over slept, and I forgot I was working the day shift today and.."

I say as I run into the pizzeria.

Jeremy smiles and gets up from his desk "toes fine. Oh and don't worry, I won't tell mike… Congrats though." He says and I look at him confused. 'The baby. You are just barely showing… I mean you are prggers right, and not just getting a muffin top?"

I open my mouth and just stare.

"Yup. Mike knocked ya up. Well good luck with telling him, and good luck with those kids." He says and walks away.

"Fuck am I really already showing?"

Today was going to be a long day.

Twelve hours later….

"Sorry folks, but we're now closing up. Please pick up all of your belongings, and your kids… or anyone's kids for that matter. Just get out!" I say through the mike I took from Freddy. I get nasty glares from parents but I just flip them off. But luckily they didn't see it because chica quickly covered it up with her cupcake.

"Calm the bird, Summer." Bonnie mutters under his breath.

I roll my eyes and hand the mike back over to Freddy as they start to play the "Goodbye" song.

God no wonder Jeremy called in a favor. These songs are both sickish and cheesy. Well that and his sick mother was sent into the hospital. But mainly the former.

Once everyone and everything was out, I slumped down on the stage and sighed.

"Helvete." I say and realize I just said something in Swedish

Bonnie, Chica, and Freddy all look over at me. "What? So what if I'm Swedish and I hide it? SO WHAT IF I'M PREGNANT AND HAVEN'T TOLD MIKE YET? SO WHAT IF I REALLY WANT A CHEESEBURGER?!" I yell fed up with life.

Freddy stares open mouthed, Chica cringes, and bonnie is looking over my shoulder. "uh Summer?"

"DIN JAVLA FITTA, BONNIE! KNULLA VARLDEN!"

"Summer I really think you should turn and look-"

"DIN JAVLA BANANER! HELVETE! UH UM DIN JAVLA FITTA…. MANGLE!"

"Summer…"

"WHAT? Wait. Mike's behind me, isn't he?"

They all nod.

I turn and smile nervously "Hey…"

"You're Swedish. I'm pregnant. I mean you're pregnant.. I'll have a Swedish baby?"

He then promptly faints.

"Fuck."

...

Hey! So this is a super short chapter, but i promise i will make a longer one later...

translate: Din javla Fitta= You fucking pussy

Knulla Varlden= Fuck the world.

Din javla bananer= you fucking bananas

Helvete=Fucking hell or hell.

So thanks again hoes for reading, and i will see you in the next chapter! Bye bye!