I want to thank you guys for reading this story! I hope you enjoyed getting to know Diana a little bit. So, for my next series, I am thinking that it will take place during Diana's high school years, and it will be based on the "High School Story" series with a "Meet the Robinsons" twist. So far, I am really enjoying writing about the bonding between Wilbur and Diana, so I might also consider writing some one-shots on that. With that said, enjoy this final chapter, and I'll see you in the next story! DISCLAIMER: I do not own anything related to "Meet the Robinsons," I only own Karena, Diana, and Wesley.

WILBUR'S POV

Karena and I were now at the hospital with Wesley in our arms. The paramedics had taken us in the ambulance and checked my wife and son to be sure they were alright. I admired Karena for the knowledge she had when bringing Wesley into the world, and I also admired her bravery for staying calm throughout the labor. When we had gotten to the hospital, the nurses performed the same tests on Wesley as it was done with Diana, and Wesley came out a healthy baby boy. He had weighed eight pounds and five ounces at birth, and he was 22 inches long. Karena had delivered two days before the due date, and she had done a terrific job during delivery. However, she had to be stitched up upon arrival.

"Mr. and Mrs. Robinson?"

We both looked up to see the nurse standing by the door.

"You have some guests. Would you like them to come in, Mrs. Robinson?"

"Just Karena, please," my wife replied. "But yes, please."

The nurse moved aside, and my parents came in with Diana holding their hands.

"Mommy! Daddy!" Diana exclaimed, running over to the bed and trying to climb into it.

"Hold on there, princess," I cautioned. "Let me help you."

I got off the bed and walked to the other side towards Diana. I lifted her with my hands and landed her on the bed next to her mother and new brother. I remained on the ground as I turned around to hug my parents.

"Is this the new baby?" Diana asked.

"Yes, dear, it is," Karena answered with a sleepy smile. "Diana, meet your baby brother Wesley. Wesley, this is your sister Diana."

"Hi Weswey!" Diana exclaimed, mispronouncing his name.

"Wesley, Diana," I corrected her, emphasizing the 'l.' "Or, you can call him Wes if it's easier for you."

"You stuck with the name after all," Mom said with a smile as she and Dad walked over to the bed to gaze at their grandson.

"How long ago was he born?" Dad asked.

"He was born at 1:42 this afternoon," Karena answered, gazing down proudly at Wesley. I took out my pocket watch and realized it was already 6:00. Then I realized something wasn't right.

"Hey, Mom, Dad, did you run into Russell when you got here?"

"Russell was the one who picked us up!" Mom answered with enthusiasm. "When we got off the plane, Diana came running into our arms."

"He gave us a phone call explaining what happened and we took the next plane out," Dad explained.

"And it happened on the perfect day, too!" Mom exclaimed, now digging into her bag and handing me a present. "Happy birthday, Wilbur!"

"Oh crap!" I exclaimed, smacking my head.

"Wilbur Robinson, did you forget that today was your birthday?" Karena asked with a look of surprise on her face.

"Yep, I sure did." I paused, remembering that Russell and his daughter threw me a little party. "Well, Russell brought his daughter over to our place and brought me a cake, but then you went into labor. My focus went straight to you."

"Well, we definitely made history today. We have not one, but two kids who share birthdays with their parents."

"Are you making plans for your son's first birthday already?" Dad asked with amusement.

"Hardy-har-har," I answered. "No, I'll plan it when it gets closer. Right now, I want to just look at him."

"He's got your eyes," Karena said with a small smile.

"But no hair this time," I replied. "Maybe he'll look like you this time?"

"That is possible." Karena paused, now looking at my parents. "Was it just you two that came?"

"For right now, yes," Mom answered. "When we get back home in a week, Carl and Tallulah are going to drive out here."

"Whoa, wait a minute." Everyone looked at me as I waved my hands out in front of me. "Did you just say Tallulah is driving to Connecticut?"

"That's right. Carl did not like the idea of flying," Dad explained.

"Carl's flown before," I nonchalantly replied, raising an eyebrow.

"Lewis, it's going to take more than a day for Carl and Tallulah to get here by car," Karena explained. "Flying would be more convenient. And Wilbur's right: Carl has flown before. Heck, he flew to Connecticut and celebrated last Christmas with us!"

"Carl's also flown for Diana's first Christmas, remember?" I asked, reminiscing Diana's first Christmas.

"Wilbur, I think you're confused. We flew to Todayland for Christmas. Carl flew to Connecticut for Diana's second Christmas before she turned two."

"Oh, that's right." I started to scratch my head.

"Daddy?" I turned to look at Diana, who was sitting in the bed with her mom. "Can I hold Wesley?"

"I don't know, Diana," I answered, gazing up. "Can you?"

"May I hold Wesley, please?" Diana asked after letting out some giggles.

"Yes, you may, Diana," Karena answered, and she handed the baby over to Diana. "You gotta hold the baby's head on your elbow, like that." I watched as Karena taught Diana how to hold her brother. When she finished, Karena turned to face me and my parents.

"Alright, Franny, Cornelius, we're here in the hospital on Wilbur and Wesley's birthday. There's gotta be a birthday story you can share with us."

"Oh, Karr, please no—"

"We'd love to!" Mom exclaimed, and I buried my head in my hands. "And don't worry, Wilbur, the story is not embarrassing."

FLASHBACK: May 17, 2023 – Todayland, North Montana, USA

FRANNY'S POV

"Franny, it's time to wake up," I heard Neil say as he stirred me awake. I woke up and looked down to see my newborn son sleeping in my left arm with his mouth slightly open. I couldn't help but smile at the child my husband and I had delivered a mere few hours ago. He is my son, and I am so very happy.

"Neil, he's so beautiful," I said in awe, glancing back and forth between my husband and my son.

"Just like you," Neil replied as we kissed each other, and then we kissed our son's tiny head full of black hair. "So, do you have a name for him?"

"Oh, Neil, I'm so sorry," I answered, immediately feeling guilty. "I got so focused on having the nursery be perfect, and I couldn't stop thinking that I was going to be a mom. I couldn't come up with a name for him."

"Well, it turns out I have the perfect name for him," Neil said, and I looked up at him with hope in my brown eyes. "Wilbur."

"Wilbur… that sounds like a bright name," I replied, smiling at my husband.

"As it should. It means brilliant." Just as Neil finished talking, our son let out a yawn and opened his brown eyes. He looked up at me, and he carried the biggest smile I had ever seen, and we laughed.

"Well, welcome to the world, Wilbur Robinson!" I told our baby with enthusiasm, and Wilbur kept on smiling at us.

END OF FLASHBACK

"Franny, that was beautiful!" Karena exclaimed as Diana handed Wesley back to her. "But what made you decide to add his middle names?"

"I insisted that Wilbur needed a middle name," Dad explained. "But we couldn't decide on which middle name to use."

"So we used both!" Mom exclaimed.

"No wonder my name is so long," I remarked, earning giggles from the family. "But Dad, did you end up telling Mom about our adventure?"

"What? What adventure?" Mom asked.

"Yeah, Cornelius, do tell!" Karena said nonchalantly with a smirk on her face.

"Well, Wilbur is celebrating his 26th birthday today, 13 years later," Dad said, pondering in thought. "Alright, you win."

Mom pulled up a chair and lifted Diana up on her lap. I climbed into the bed and wrapped my wife and son in my left arm, and we were all eager to hear my dad's story.

"Franny, you remember the science fair, right?"

"Where we first met!" Mom exclaimed with a big smile.

"Well, that was where I also met Wilbur."

"You what?" Mom asked, now confused.

"When Wilbur was 13, he took the time machine to the past and met up with me to tell me about this Bowler Hat Guy who stole the other time machine from the future," Dad explained as we listened to one of the biggest stories of my life.