For more backstory about Peanut the Cat, read "Of Peanuts and Missing Boyfriends" first, though it's not essential for understanding this particular story.

This is still a prompt from The Good Place's frozen yogurts flavours prompts list.

"I thought you said it was a male."

"Yeah, well, that's what it looked like when I took him in, but obviously I must have been mistaken. It's not like I check our cat's genitals every day."

"Clearly, you should've."

Amy doesn't bother answering her fiancé's comment, simply rolling her eyes as she opens her car's door and takes a seat on the conductor's side while Jake finds his own next to her, the cat the woman rescued a few months back locked in a cage carefully put on his lap on their way out of the vet's office after an emergency checkup – Peanut was acting weird, lately. And, though he reassured them about it being perfectly well and healthy, he also gave them some surprising news: first, that their 'little boy' is, in fact, a lady, and second… that's she's pregnant. With actual babies, expected to come in the next weeks.

Something the newly-engaged couple really doesn't need, especially now that they have a wedding to take care of, on top of everything else in their lives.

"You couldn't keep it in your pants, huh?" Jake looks down at the cat when he's all settled in the vehicle, talking to her in a blaming tone and glare that make his fiancée laugh, if only for a second, before she falls all serious again.

"What are we gonna do?" She sighs and shoots a worried glance at her partner as she speaks. "We don't have the time or space for this."

"We're gonna be just fine." He offers her a reassuring smile, then draws one of his hands away from the cage to lay it on Amy's thigh, squeezing gently. "You heard what the vet said. They're only three in there – it could have been much worse. It's just for a few months, I'm sure we'll easily find them a home after that. Like Charles or Terry. There's no way Charles will say no to adopt one of our cat's babies, and we'll just have to make sure Terry's daughters meet them, and they'll do all the convincing work for us. And… maybe we could keep the last one?" Jake tries, looking at the woman beside him with a grin and pleading face.

"Jake…" she warns – they can't start thinking like this, otherwise they'll end up keeping them all, she knows, which is out of the question. She can't help a chuckle from escaping her throat at his silliness when she lets out his name, though.

"Sorry babe, you know I had to try." He doesn't seem apologetic at all when he goes on, "The point is, we'll be just fine," he repeats his very first words. "Okay?"

"Okay," she nods with a small smile.

When they head to work together the next morning, Jake barely waits until Amy and he are out of the elevator and inside the bullpen to shout at the attention of their colleagues, "Gather around, squad, we have an announcement to make!"

Everyone turns around to look at them with curious eyes. "We're having a baby!" the detective doesn't wait any longer to say it, a grin lighting up his features as he speaks. "Well, three babies actually. And we're counting on you to take them in when they're old enough to be separated from their mother."

Their friends' curiosity turns into shock when they hear the news, and Charles simply collapses from his chair to the floor at these new pieces of information – clearly, this is too much for him to handle.

"WHAT?!" Terry is the first one to speak again after a silent pause.

Amy shakes her head, turning to her boyfriend and shooting him a dark glare. "I told you not to say it like that," she complains before she puts her whole attention back on the rest of their squad, who are now waiting for her to further explain herself. "What Jake means is that our cat is pregnant with three kittens, and they'll need a home when they're weaned, that's all."

"Oh." Charles, who apparently came back from his fainting, seems disappointed that his favourite couple isn't expecting real children, until excitement suddenly hits him again, remembering both of his friends' last words. "But yes, Jakey, I'll take one of your babies," he immediately agrees to their request.

"Told you," the man silently but proudly mouths to his fiancée, who simply rolls her eyes through her already pouting face, a little disgusted by their colleague's choice of words. She doesn't have the time to correct him, though, because Rosa suddenly joins in the conversation.

"Wasn't he supposed to be a male?" she asks, a little confused.

"Well, I might have been mistaken…" Amy shamefully acknowledges. "But she was young when I took her in, and it's hard to tell when they're young!" she tries to defend herself when the other detectives start making fun of her mistake.

"And it's not like she checks our cat's genitals every day," Jake backs her up, re-using the excuse she told him the previous day. He gives her a knowing beam as he lets the words out, and she can't help but offer him a warm, touched smile back.

It takes some more time for conversations about this topic to eventually die, and mostly for Charles to shut up about how he thinks this situation finally is such a blessing for them, allowing the couple to have a first experience at 'parenting.' They try (in vain) to make him leave them alone with this all day but the truth is, when a few weeks later, the kittens are finally born and the two fiancés are curled up in bed watching their mother licking them to clean them out and get to know them after a long and painful labour they even had to help happen in the middle of the night because of some complications with the last kitten, all Amy can think of is the moment when they'll be welcoming an actual child into this world.

Their own child, into their own world.

"I can't wait to have real babies with you," she doesn't wait to tell Jake in a whisper as she lets her head rest on the crook of his neck, and he kisses her temple in return.

"We'll definitely be the best parents."

(In the end, they do end up keeping the one kitten they saved, already too fond of it to let it go elsewhere, while Charles and Terry promise to take great care of the other two – everything turning out just fine indeed.)