Today was the day that Token and Nichole got married but this story isn't about their wedding. No, this story is about Stan and Wendy's twin children. The wedding was about to start soon and everyone was chatting amongst themselves to make time pass by. Stan was talking with his wife to ensure that she was okay.
"Are you sure that you're fine? What happens if the babies come during the wedding?" Stan slightly panicked.
"Don't worry Stan, I'll be fine- oh!" Wendy tried to reassure.
"What's wrong? Contractions? Did your water just break?" Stan panicked.
"No, one of the babies just kicked. You need to stop overreacting." said Wendy as she rubbed her swollen stomach.
Kyle and Bebe were talking to each other about their upcoming child.
"So, have you thought of any names yet?" Kyle asked.
"Kyle, I'm not due for another three months. Can't we just think about names when I'm eight or nine months through?" Bebe suggested.
Kenny held hands with his wife, Kelly. They were also expecting a child soon (in about four months to be exact).
Tweek was panicking because he was worried that getting married would be too much pressure for Token. Craig tried to calm his friend down because of that.
"Getting married must be too much pressure, gah!" Tweek shrieked.
"Calm down Tweek." Craig comforted.
Jimmy stuttered to his girlfriend, Nancy, about what their wedding would be like.
"So, d-d-do you think our wedding w-would be like this?" Jimmy stuttered.
"We'll have to wait and see." Nancy replied.
Clyde was crying because he's happy for his friend but he's also crying over the fact that he's still single. Scott was sitting beside Sophie and he was holding his daughter, Susan. The baby girl was fast asleep and when she woke up, she didn't cry at all.
"Good girl." Scott whispered.
Kevin and Red along with their daughter, Clarity, were also there. Clarity was bawling and both Kevin and Red were trying to comfort their crying daughter. Kevin's twin sister, Esther along with her husband, Bradley, also tried to comfort their niece but that didn't work either. Clarity eventually stopped crying by herself.
"What a relief." Red sighed.
On the other hand, Heidi and Elita were having a stare contest because the cop was still angry at the master thief for running away from justice again. Cartman tried to pretend that Heidi wasn't doing what she was currently doing.
"Listen Cream-tip, you blink once and I'll electrocute with my trusty friend, the electric pistol." Heidi threatened.
"Listen, a girl who's best friend is a weapon has issues." Elita joked.
"You blinked!" Heidi snapped. "Now face the wrath of my trusty pistol!"
The cop pulled out her electric pistol and shoved it up into Elita's face.
"Heidi, no!" Cartman interfered, pushing away the pistol from the master thief's face. "Let's try and stay calm."
This made Heidi even more angry, we pointed her electric pistol into Cartman's face.
"Don't make me electrocute-"
"Shhh, the wedding is about to begin." Stan shushed.
Heidi lowered her electric pistol and put it away in her handbag.
"Sorry."
He was right because by the time he finished the sentence, the wedding ceremony started. Nichole walked up the walkway until she reached Father Maxi and her (soon-to-be) husband, Token.
"Do you take Nichole to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Father Maxi asked Token.
"I do." Token replied.
"Do you take Token to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Father Maxi asked Nichole.
"I do." Nichole replied.
"We are gathered here to celebrate the marriage of Token Black and Nichole Daniels. You may now kiss the bride!" Father Maxi declared.
The entire crowd applauded and cheered as Token and Nichole kissed. Then the newly wedded couple slowly walked down the walkway. As the did so, Wendy felt a sharp pain her stomach.
"S-Stan, t-the babies are c-c-coming!" Wendy cried in pain.
"I knew that this would happen! Come one, let's get in the car and I'll drive you to the hospital!" Stan concluded as he picked up his wife.
"Sorry Token but I doubt that me and Wendy will return to the wedding. Just continue on without us." he added as he ran to his car.
Stan put Wendy in the backseat and the he got in the wheel and drove off.
"Should I follow them in my police car in case they speed up?" Craig offered out of nowhere in a dry tone.
"Shut up Craig." Cartman replied.
Back with Stan and Wendy, the couple were halfway there to the hospital. Stan was careful not to speed up or get too nervous to the point where he'd crash the car.
"My water broke..." Wendy groaned.
Stan began to drive faster upon hearing this but he still didn't speed up. Five minutes later and they had arrived at the hospital. After he parked the car, Stan carried Wendy inside the building where the nurses transported her to the delivery room followed by a very anxious Stan. Once he got an "okay" from the doctor, he entered the room and stood beside Wendy.
"Okay Mrs. Marsh, just push and take deep breaths." the doctor instructed.
"Augh!" Wendy screamed as she pushed and squeezed Stan's hand.
"..." Stan cringed.
Two hours has passed and Wendy was still in labor. Sweat rolled down her forehead as she kept on pushing. Stan was decently convinced that his wife had broken his hand from squeezing it too tightly.
"Ahhhhhhh!" Wendy shrieked as she gave a big push.
After that push, the sound of a newborn baby crying filled the delivery room.
"Alright, there's the boy. Keep pushing to get the girl out." said the doctor.
The second baby was delivered seven minutes later after the first one.
"Now that the girl is out, I'm going to dry them off and examine them." said the doctor.
"That hurt like hell." Wendy mumbled.
"At least they're out." Stan comforted.
"Did I break your hand?" Wendy jokingly asked.
"No." Stan replied.
The doctor eventually returned to the Marshes and handed their newborn twins over to them. Stan was holding the girl while Wendy was holding the boy. The girl had black hair and blue eyes while boy also had black hair and a blue right eye but his left eye was shut tight.
"Hey, what happened to his eye?" Wendy asked.
"Sorry that I forgot to tell you this earlier but it appears that your son is blind in his left eye, he can't open it. His right eye is fine though." the doctor explained.
"It's not serious, is it?"
"Not that serious." the doctor replied.
When the doctor left the room, Stan and Wendy started thinking about names for their twin children.
"How about this, you name our daughter while I name our son?" Wendy asked.
"Sure." said Stan. "I say we name our girl, Lauren."
"That's such a lovely name." Wendy beamed. "I'm thinking about naming our son, Micah."
"Micah and Lauren, our little babies." said Stan. "Also, I'm thinking about asking Elita for one of her old eyepatches so we can give to Micah to cover up his blind eye."
"How smart of you." Wendy playfully teased.
On the night Wendy returned home, she and Stan were lying in bed and talking to each other about their new twins before they fell asleep.
"You know, I'm hoping- no, praying to either god or Jesus that I'll be a better father than my father was." Stan prayed. "I also pray that our twins won't grow up to be morons like our parents."
"Don't worry, you won't be like your father. Trust me. We just need to raise our twins properly so they don't grow up to be like our parents." Wendy reassured.
"Thanks Wends." Stan playfully thanked. "I love you."
"Love you so fucking much, Stan." Wendy replied. "Anyways, it's getting late and I'm tired from being pregnant."
"Yeah."
The two then fell asleep.
At around midnight, Wendy rolled over to find the left side of the bed (where Stan normally slept) was empty. Wendy got up and walked over to the room where her twin children were sleeping since she assumed that's were her husband went. Turns out that she was right because Stan was in the twins' room and he was cradling their son (since he had already cradled his daughter back to sleep).
"Stan, do you need some help?" Wendy asked.
"Go back to sleep, honey. I've got this." Stan reassured. "You've been pregnant for nine months, so you need a lot of rest."
Wendy went back to her and Stan's bedroom.
"Wow, I haven't realized how tired I've been. I didn't even realized that the twins were even crying." she thought to herself.
Stan also returned to their bedroom shortly afterwards. The two fell asleep again.
A/N: Here's the order of the story:
1. Craig and Tricia (done)
2. Kevin X Red (done)
3. Scott X Sophie (done)
4. Tweek (done)
5. Stan X Wendy (done)
6. Clyde (not done)
7. Jimmy X Nancy (not done)
8. Kyle X Bebe (not done)
9. Kenny X Kelly
10. Bradley X Esther
11. Token X Nichole
12. Cartman X Heidi (not done)
Once I finish this story, I'm probably going to write about the rest of the new fourth grade class (a class with thirteen kids isn't realistic; the average American classroom contains about 22 to 23 kids).
