This story idea was suggested, and I thought it was really good, and so I decided to write it. So, here you go, Memeee.

But first, a quick review response, that you don't have to read unless you're VeronicaWeasley.

VeronicaWeasley - That's a very good idea! I'll definitely be writing that next.

Now to the oneshot!


~Isadora's POV~

I sat down on the couch with my peanut butter gummy worm sandwich. I took a big bite into it, and just enjoyed the weird mixture. Really, it was a disgusting combination, but it just tasted so delicious! I always seemed to get sick right after it, but there was no way I would stop eating them; I was craving them. I didn't know why.

Why I suddenly started combining foods that shouldn't go together? Why I always felt sick? I mean, I never get sick! The last time I threw up was when Quigley tricked me into eating a three week old hamburger, and now I found myself running to the bathroom every hour. Either to throw up or pee.

But no time to think about that right now. I was just going to enjoy my sandwich, and scroll around on social media. I stopped to watch a video of an adorable cat eating a fish treat, and read multiple funny quotes. I loved those; always made me feel better.

Then I scrolled past a post, and right when I glanced at it, I scrolled back up. It was one of my favorite celebrities doing a pregnancy reveal, how cute! I smiled widely at the compilation of professionally taken photos, all revealing her bump. Happily, I continued scrolling, but a few posts later, my eyes widened. It had nothing to do with the cute dog photo I was currently looking at, but the celebrity photos from earlier. I went back to that, my breath getting faster and faster.

I suddenly remembered what I had stocked in the back of the lowest bathroom drawer of the bathroom by the kitchen. I threw the half sandwich onto the table, and ran there. In just a couple of seconds I had the pregnancy test in my hand.

It all added up. The weird food combinations, constantly needing the bathroom, throwing up. If I wasn't pregnant, something was really wrong with me.

A few minutes later, the test was in my hand again, calculating up the result. My heart was racing, and I could barely breathe. Then it got done. I just slightly glanced down at the test, and saw the two sticks on the little screen. My hand flew to my mouth, and I almost started crying.

I was pregnant.

After I had calmed myself down, I finally left the bathroom.

"Klaus!"

I ran up the stairs, the positive test in my back pocket.

"Yes, Izzie?"

Following his voice, I walked into the library. Our library was fantastic; you could walk into it both from the first and second floor. It was tall, just like Klaus always wanted. The door on the second floor led to the inside library balcony, where Klaus spent most of his time. Of course, he was sitting there right now.

"Hey dear," I smiled secretively.

He immediately narrowed his eyes at me, and slowly closed his book.

"What are you up to?" he asked.

"Oh nothing," I went over and sat down in the armchair next to him.

"I've just got something important to tell you."

"What?" Klaus asked, still suspicious.

I gestured for him to stand up, and I did too. We walked over where there was free space on the floor.

"This is something important, that will change our lives forever," I looked deep into his eyes.

He smiled.

"Just say it already."

I giggled, and pulled the test out of my pocket. Before I showed it to him I held it behind my back.

"Klaus Baudelaire, are you ready for this?"

"Of course."

My smile got even wider than before as I held the test in front of me.

"I'm pregnant."

Klaus' jaw dropped, and he started smiling wider than I had ever seen him smile. A few happy tears welled up in his eyes.

"Oh Izzie, that's great!" he practically attacked me with a kiss, and I happily kissed back.

We sat down on the library couch, and pulled apart.

"We're gonna be parents," I laughed to myself, mostly out of shock.

"The best parents," Klaus stated.

"We'll certainly be the best," I said. "I can't wait to tell the others!"

"They're gonna be so happy for us. And it's gonna be so fun to have another kid in the family!"

"Now Violet and Duncan are the only ones without a kid."

"We don't have a kid yet. Just a few more months left."

"He or she is already in the world. Just... trapped inside me."

We started laughing. I was laughing for several things. I was extremely happy, shocked, and surprised. And I couldn't wait to have my kid.


~Normal POV~

Eight months later, on July 3rd, Isadora and Klaus went to the hospital, and four hours later, they were parents. Parents to an incredible little son.

"Mr. Baudelaire," the nurse walked up to Klaus. "Meet your son."

She handed the little baby to Klaus, who happily took him into his arms. Without control, a few tears rolled down his cheeks.

"Do you three want some alone time?" one of the doctors asked.

"Yes please," Isadora politely replied.

The doctors and nurses left the room, granting them a few minutes of alone family time.

Isadora smiled at Klaus.

"Are you happy?" she giggled.

"I'm more than happy," Klaus replied, looking down at his son. "I'm proud, thrilled, joyous. I love him."

"I do too," Isadora looked up at the little sleeping baby. "What should we name him?"

Klaus looked down at a point on the floor, about one meter away from him, like he always did when he was thinking.

"We can name him after someone."

"After who?"

"Someone who meant something to us. Maybe someone who's not around anymore?"

"Like...?" Isadora tilted her head. "One of our parents?"

Klaus shrugged, and Isadora continued.

"There is a tradition in the Quagmire family to name the firstborn son a name starting with Q, but I've never been really fond of that for my son."

"Then let's break the tradition" Klaus smiled, and Isadora nodded.

"We could name him after someone we cared about, that wasn't a parent. Like a guardian, or a friend."

Klaus nodded.

"That's good. Did anyone have a good name?"

"Montgomery," Isadora laughed.

Klaus quickly joined.

"No, that does not fit."

"Jacques?" Isadora suggested.

"Doesn't really feel right" Klaus answered. "Maybe we could slightly bend the name of someone."

Isadora nodded, and then looked up. She got something.

"Olivia Caliban," she said. "We can name him after Olivia."

Klaus smiled.

"Oliver," He looked down at his little baby. "It's perfect."

"What do you think about using a name like Jacques for his middle name?"

Klaus nodded.

"Oliver Jacques Baudelaire."

Isadora smiled widely.

"It's perfect."

Klaus smiled proudly at Isadora. Then he turned his head to Oliver, and hugged him as tight as was safe. This felt amazing; he felt amazing. Being a parent was going to be so incredible!


Thank you so much for the suggestion Memeee! I loved writing this, and I hope you're happy with what I wrote with your suggestion. Hope you didn't mind that I added an extra part about Isadora finding out as well.

I thought this idea was so incredibly cute, so thank you so much!

On another note, I completely forgot to add that if you have a suggestion; writing it in a review works just as good as writing it in a PM, just add the essential parts.

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What characters are in it.

What happens.

Other things to the story.
Whether you want credit for the story idea or not

Thanks for anything and everything!