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.