Doody's POV
Kenickie and I were working on my car, "Thanks for helping me Kenickie." I said as he walked over to me while wiping his hands on the rag.
"Hey, anytime Howdy Doody." He said. "What brothers are for."
I smiled.
"So…did you and Frenchy…do it yet?" He asked with a grinned.
I chuckled.
"We've been trying," I told him. "But I don't wanna pressure Frenchy because she wants a baby as well."
He smiled warmly.
"Someday buddy." He said. "I promise."
I just nodded as I smiled a little.
"Doody." We looked over to see Frenchy walking over to us holding her belly.
"Hey sweetie, you ok?" I asked her.
"Doody…" She smiled a little as she grabs my hand. "I…I'm pregnant."
I stared at her shock.
"P-pre-pregnant?" I asked her.
She nods.
"I'm gonna be a father!" I cheered.
I hugged her and kissed her.
"I'm proud of you Dood!" I heard Kenickie as we hugged and he hugs Frenchy.
