A/N: this is just me delving into surrogacy, a legitament and realistic way for two men to have a biological child without magic or one being born with a womb. So, let's get this started, and please leave a review to let me know how you like this story.

(oh, and go ahead and tell me any other fandoms you think I'm into that I should maybe write stories about. And if I don't know it, I'll just say pass. Okay?)

The sun was high, and the cool evening air allowed the trio to relax on their blanket, random foodstuffs sitting on laps. Theresa Fowler sat with her husband, James, and they chatted idly with their good friends, Randy and Nomi Norisu-Cunningham.

"I wanted to thank you so much for inviting us, Randy! We haven't gotten out of the house since little Amelia was born! " Theresa beamed before she bit into the sandwhich she held, much to the amusement of her hubby.

"it was no trouble, Theresa. Honestly, we both enjoy your company. " Nomi nodded a bit, still holding a cherry turnover. Then, with a glance to Randy, Nomi set down the sweet. Theresa took note of this, and put down her own food.

"Is something the matter, Nomi?"

"Well," the redhead took a deep breath, Randy rubbing his back encouragingly. "You know how Randy and I have been trying to adopt a child?"

The purple-haired girl nodded immedietly. "Yes, of course. Still no luck?"

Randy looked down sadly. "Absolutely none. All the adoption agencies said it was against their beliefs to allow two men to adopt a child, thinking we may 'corrupt' them in some 'ungodly' way. "

"That's terrible!" the 28 year old woman cried. "You two would be the greatest parents, if not the most qualified!"

"There's actually something we've been looking into, some way that we can have a kid that's still legal and simply requires a few characteristics. " Randy sat up straighter, looking at the couple across from him.

Now Theresa looked confused. "What is it?"

"It is surrogacy." Nomi judged the two adults' reactions, then quickly amended. "We, of course, trust you with our very lives, Theresa. Yet if you want to turn us down on our offer, you are very much welcome to. "

"It's asking a lot, and we really do understand if you say no-" this time the 29-year-old Randy chipped in, scratching the side of his face.

"But this is our only chance." The red-head seemed deseperate, and Theresa studied them, a tight feeling in her chest.

She let out a deep breath, then looked at the two hopeful adults in front of her. She could understand their fear. She could also understand why they came to her. She didn't drink or smoke. She had Amelia around a year ago now, and she was perfectly healthy to this day. She was under 35 and was healthy and fit. She took walks every day and got out into the sun as much as she could. To top it all off, she and them were high school buddies, so they've known each other for years, decades even! She was the perfect canidate for them.

"Alright, guys. I'll do it. Because I know you two deserve a child more than anyone else!" she glanced at James. "And you better be okay with this, otherwise you're sleeping on the couch!"

He held up his hands in a guesture of surrender. "No fight on my part. You do you, love. "

She smiled and looked back to the other two. "Well then it's settled. I'll be your surrogate!"

Nomi looked ready to cry, and Theresa quickly walked over and pulled him into a hug. He shook and hugged her tightly, saying thank you over and over and over. Randy had relaxed the moment she said yes, and put his head in his hands, letting all the tension from the past few months fall from his shoulders.

"Thank you, Theresa, thank you so much!"

"Nomi, it's honestly the least I can do." she beamed, and he smiled, wiping at the tears.

"You have to come over every day, no matter what, okay?" Randy gave a weak smile, to which she nodded.

"Well duh. Starting at two weeks from now after the whole fertilization thing-"

"Which won't involve sex." James piped in.

"I'll start coming over. We can talk diet, exercise, and even start planning the nursery!" She put her hands on her hips.

"You are so prepared for this." Nomi whispered meekly.

"I figured I may need to do this anyways, right?" she put her hands up. "So now, how do we do this? Where does the baby making begin?"

Randy laughed. "Let's worry about that tomorrow. Nomi's far too stressed right now, and I need to give him a massage. "

Theresa snorted. "Sickos. Go home, and we'll meet at Jules' Cafe tomorrow, got it?"

"Got it." the two nodded, and the group began to pack up their food and blankets, everyone thrilled now at what the future held.


The bathroom was lively, strangely enough. Theresa held the door open with her foot, the pregnancy test laying perfectly straight on the counter before her. Randy and Nomi chatted calmly in front of her, on their bed, despite the fact that they were tense, nervous. This was the fifth time they had gone through this. The first four were all failures, none of them taking. Nomi had just begun to give up hope, and had begun suggesting to Theresa that maybe they should quit while Nomi was still sane.

She had shook her head, stubborn. "One more try, and then maybe I'll think about giving up."

A deep sigh had eminated from Nomi then, who had buried his head into his hands. "It is all my fault. I am the one with the bad seed. "

She had felt her lips twitch, then downright laughed at him. "These things take time, Nomi. It's normal for them to not happen the first time, okay?"

He had given a small smile. "Thanks Theresa."

"It's just my day job, bookworm."

Now they waited here, Nomi's eyes on the pregnancy test despite his mind telling him not to. Randy had his arm slung over the smallers' shoulders as he and Theresa spoke casually about what they were to do if the process took.

"I figured that we would start figuring out the nursery. After all, I've missed my period by at least a week, and it's early in the morning. " She pointed this out, but was interrupted by Randy.

"Which i still don't get. Why so early in the morning?" he gave a loud yawn to prove his point.

"Because my pee is really concentrated during the morning. It makes it easier on the pregnancy test to look for this chemical that tells you, "Hey! This girls pregnant!" " she laughed a bit.

Randy snorted. "I just thought it was 'unprotected sex, take pregnancy test right away, congrats you're pregnant!'. "

Theresa shook her head. "No, the chemical the test looks for isn't immedietly there, waiting to tell you. It needs to process that the baby is really there before it starts creating the hormones and stuff."

"How do you know all this?" Randy scrunched up his nose.

"When I was pregnant with Amelia, I panicked because I thought I wouldn't be a good mom. So, because I had all of this free time on my hands since I had to quit working, I decided to read pregnancy and parenting books."

The older scratched his chin, nodding. "Makes sense."

A loud beeping eminated from Randy's watch, and the air became tense again. Nomi sqeezed Randy's hand, and they watched as Theresa picked up the pregnancy test, eyes closed. She took a deep breath.

"Alright you guys, ready?" her hand shook a bit.

"We're ready. " they spoke in unison.

"Okay. 1...2... 3!" she opened her eyes, and took in the result of the pregnancy test.

A moment passed, then two. Nomi feared the worst before he heard Theresa speak.

"It... It's positive!" she shakily handed it to Nomi, who took it quickly and looked at the result for himself.

Randy peeked over his shoulder, breathing getting suddenly much more difficult for the older man. "Nomi.. w-we're gonna be parents!"

Nomi slipped away from Randy in order to hug Theresa, who hugged Nomi back tightly. She found that even she was beginning to cry, and as the two pulled away, they each brushed away the tears and laughed. Their breath was gone and they were both shaking, but neither was denying that this was the best moment of their lives.

"Okay, okay. We need to start planning. It's never too early to plan. In fact, we're behind schedule. Let's do this!" Theresa beamed as she grasped both Randy's and Nomi's hands, squeezing tightly. She felt immeanse joy when she felt them squeeze back.


"Theresa, I don't want you to be afraid to ask us fro anything." Randy clapped his hands together, sending up a layer of chalk dust in their wake.

Theresa, about three to four months pregnant now, was standing in the doorway, a bag in her hand. She merely smirked. "oh, please, and let you do everything? Nu-uh."

"You don't even trust me with my own child? I'm wounded." he faked a pout, putting a hand over his heart. "Anyways, where's Amelia?"

"First of all, I've seen how you teach, and you could put me to sleep in seconds. Secondly, Amelia is with her grandparents, happily eating sweets." Theresa set down the bag, Randy walking over as he set down his planner on his desk.

"Touche. Anyway, what did you get this time?" he raised a brow before digging through the bag.

"Well, I bought three new outfits. The baby'll need to be layered. Essentially, think of it like this; whatever you're wearing for the heat or cold, baby needs one more layer than what you have. "

Randy nodded as he pulled out a yellow striped baby onsie, and another similar to it, only this time it was black and white stripped and it had a little matching beanie, with black ears on it as well. The third outfit was a two piece, which was a plain, soft green.

"Gender neutral?" he suggested.

She nodded. "Best thing to do before finding out the babies gender, so you won't go all out until after, if you want. "

"i'd rather not. I just wanna let my future kid be a kid, and play with what they wanna play with, yknow. " he smiled.

She laughed and gave him a light punch in the arm. "And you say you won't be a good parent."

"Hey, hey, I never said that! You did. " he pointed at her before going to sit down at his desk. "But now I have a question. I've been reading that book you gave me, and I' just wondering- are we going to breast feed the baby, or bottle feed. Because I see a lot more cons with bottle feeding than I do with the breast feeding. "

"Well, I was thinking that maybe I could come over every two hours, and in case i'm too busy to come over, I could pump out two or three bottles. You just have to be careful. " She rubbed her chin, humming in thought. "Maybe we can talk more about this when we're all together, this way Nomi won't feel left out of the planning. "

"speaking of the red-headed devil, how's the gender-reveal party that you two are planning?" he smirked as she flushed.

"You knew?!" she stomped her foot, now in anger. "It was supposed to be a surprise!"

"Let's just say, you two aren't very subtle when it comes to hiding something." he sipped from his mug, which read 'Worlds Best

She rolled her eyes. "yeah, okay, sure. Like your super-observant husband isn't going to notice your horrible acting."

"You just keep crushing my dreams, one word at a time." he sounded hurt.

"Well someone has to." silence for a moment before the two erupted into giggles.

Theresa stood after a moment. "Okay, I'm gonna go so you can teach kids boring history."

'hey! That's boring Ninja History to you!"

She stuck her tongue out and grabbed her bag, leaving whilst giggling.


Two pairs of hands lead him to an unknown location, where he knew two things for certain. 1) There was a group of people, mostly because there was a lot of talking going on that suddenly stopped when Randy walked into the room. And 2) there was cake nearby, because he could smell it.

He felt the silver handle of a blade being pressed into his hand, and Nomi's cool voice was clearly speaking to the crowd now. "Everyone! We brought the Daddy!"

He laughed a bit. "Don't call me Daddy, it sounds weird. "

"I will call you whatever I damn well please!" The stubborn red head blew a raseberry. Randy laughed and wiped himself on his shirt.

Theresa smiled. "Open your eyes on the count of three-"

"This again?" Randy sighed.

"Shut up and do it!" she huffed. "One, two, three!"

As soon as Randy's eyes opened, he saw a three layered cake. The top layer was small and could clearly be taken off, which had the word 'Boy' on it. The next layer had 'or', and the final layer, which he assumed he would cut into, asked 'girl'. Meanwhile, it laid on a white table cloth, with blue and pink baby booties surrounding the cake with a guests name on it. White streamers curved here and there, and balloons were strung up.

"Go on Randy. " nomi spoke now, lifting the top two layers off of the cutable layer.

Theresa rubbed her stomach, now 6 months long. Why they waited this long, he had no clue. He gave a smile to the two of them, grasping Nomi's hand and making him help cut the cake.

"Ready. And, cut." The knife slid into the cake, and as the two soon-to-be-parents pulled away a piece, the pink filling became revealed to everyone.

Happy screams arose and Theresa earned quite a few hugs. Of course, Nomi and Randy got some too. Nomi smiled, eyes watery as Randy hugged his husband tightly, smothering him in kisses.

"Hey, I want some!" Theresa protested loudly.

"How about James gives you kisses and compliments while Nomi and I massage your feet." Randy helpfully suggested.

"Hmmmm.. alright, deal!" The purple-haired woman was soon joined by her young daughter, and her husband, who covered her in kisses.

Amelia pressed her head against Theresa's stomach. "Is this my sister?"

Theresa shook her head. "No, this is their daughter. So she's not your sister."

Amelia pouted. "I want a sister!"

Theresa and James chuckled, telling their young daughter that maybe for her third birthday, if she asked for one, she might get one.

Nomi was very quiet as he rubbed Theresa's feet, Randy nudging him with his shoulder. "Hey, why the long face? We just found out we're having a daughter!"

The green-eyed man looked up at Randy, then sighed. "I am nervous. What if I am not a good father?"

Randy pulled the elder in, pressing a deep kiss to his lips. "You will be. Trust me, okay?"

"Because that is the most reasonable thing to do." Nomi rolled his eyes before he kissed back.

"Hey! No making out near my feet! Nasty!" Theresa called from her post, causing the two men to scurry off, laughing.

The guests, in the meantime, ate the cake, milling around and talking happily about what the two were going to do, and what Theresa's role was going to be in the future. Of course, when roped into a conversation, Nomi's and Randy's answer remained the same. Theresa would definietly get to see her daughter grow up. They weren't going to simply bar her from seeing the child once she was born! That would be a cruel and evil thing to do!

Randy and Nomi also planned on paying for everything, such as medical bills and any physical therapy bills that Theresa may need in the future. They'll pay for doctors visits. In the meantime, she'll buy things she'll know the baby needs, such as diapers and picking out a crib and other such baby furniture.

"I don't want her out of our lives." Randy said this sternly. "She's a big part of the baby's making, and she's our best friend. We need her to remain sane."

Nomi smiled, and went to speak with Theresa, who was looking tired.

As the party winded down, everyone went home with a small pair of baby booties and a small bag of candy. James took Theresa home to sleep whilst Randy and Nomi helped clean up the area.

"We're gonna have a daughter." Randy said this dreamily. Nomi smiled, making sure Randy didn't fall from his perch on a mop.

"Let's name her Lily, okay?"

"What about her middle name?" the purple haired man looked at his husband through the corner of his eyes.

"hmm, how about luna? Lily Luna Norisu-Cunningham. "

Randy whistled. "Long name. "

"Only the best name. " Nomi scoffed. "But if you want to act like that, I suppose you can sleep on the couch for tonight, now huh?"

Randy paled. "Hey, I never said i was mocking the name! Sweetheart!" he went after Nomi, who was walking off with a broom.


The time was near dusk. Bright splashes of orange and pink, red and yellow splayed across the sky as Randy and Nomi were heading home. Nomi was checking his phone while he stepped on dead leaves, hearing the satisfying crunch every time. Randy led the way home. It had been three months since the gender reveal, and any day now the baby would be born. Randy's grip tightened, and he stopped walking.

Nomi looked up. "What is wrong?"

Randy shook his head. "It's nothing. I just... we're going to be parents."

Nomi nodded, their walk returning to it's normal pace. "Yeah. We will be changing her, bathing her, feeding her. We will make sure she is cute and deadly, and she will be a fearsome warrior.. "

"If she has anywhere near Theresa's personality, i'm pretty sure she's already fearsome."

Nomi smacked Randy in the chest, the two laughing before a blaring ringtone caused them to jump. Nomi pressed answer on his phone, and began listening.

"Yes? .. Now? Just now?! Well, Randy and I will be there as soon as possible! Yeah.. yeah.. we will meet you there!" he hung up and looked at Randy. "She's in labor.."

Randy froze, then grabbed his lovers hand and bolted down the street.

Theresa, sadly, didn't allow any of them into the hospital room. She understood that this was indeed their child, but she didn't want them to see the huge, gross mess that was birth. She even explained in vivid detail what was going to come out of her to explain and scare them away.

So now they waited in the waiting room. Nomi had long since fallen asleep despite the deafening screams of Theresa, which were keeping Randy up. James was at home with Amelia, watching over her while Theresa gave birth and would keep watching her until Theresa came back home.

Minutes ticked past, then hours. Before long, four hours had passed. Randy had just glanced at his watch again when the doctor came out, still dressed in the uniform he'd been wearing when Lily had come out.

"Lily Luna Norisu-Cunningham, weighs nine pounds and eight ounces, 20 inches long. " he announced proudly. "Mother Theresa is currently doing the paperwork, if you want to join her in the room."

Randy woke Nomi up, and the two walked into the hospital room. Lily wasn't in the room, still getting cleaned, getting her footprints and the like before any of them could hold her. Theresa was laid back, casually and painstakingly doing the paperwork.

"Don't you think you should save that for later?" Randy suggested.

Theresa looked at him. "I want to do it now. This way I won't fall in love with Lily and take her away just before she's yours."

Nomi walked over hugging Theresa cautiously. "Thank you so much."

She hugged him back, careful and tired. "It was the most I can do for such good friends. " She smiled, and silence consumed the room as Theresa filled out the forms. At last, with one last stroke of a pen, she sighed Lily away to Randy and Nomi.

"there you go. She is completely and utterly yours. " She gave them a wide grin, being enveloped into another big hug.

Randy, of course, was near tears, but strangely, Nomi was all out of tears. They laughed, mocking Randy before Theresa admitted she was tired, and that they should probably get the paperwork to the right person while she slept off the pain.

They both agreed and walked out, heading to the nurses section.

"Excuse me?" Nomi softly inquired.

A young nurse turned, blue green eyes piercing them. "Yes?"

'we were wondering where we turn this paperwork in?" Randy was nervous now.

"Ah, those. Alright, let me do a few calls. " she worked quickly, and soon gave them a room number to go to. They thanked her and walked quickly, breathing in their last moments before they became parents.


A/N: And there's the end! How did I do? Shit, i did horrible, didn't I ? oh well. I'm tired. Here, have a half-assed fanfic that I wrote at 1 am and finished at 2:21 am.

Good niiiighhhhtttt!

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