I have teh next few chapters all written out. Just gotta edit them a bit. So, they should be out in a few days.
I don't own the MCU or any of its characters.
Month Four
"No, I refuse to do anything cheesy to tell them," MJ argued, scanning through the jeans in front of her.
"Please Em!" Peter begged, "Wouldn't be so cute if we made, like, a cupcake for them and inside it had a piece of paper that said, 'We're expecting' or something like that? Just think about it. "
She paused. "Okay, I thought about it. No."
Peter rolled his eyes at her. MJ swore that she was going to be a great mother is she already had to deal with parenting her husband. She took out a pair of maternity jeans from the shelf. Within the last month, her belly had grown. And she was beyond excited to get out of the tight jeans that she was wearing then.
"We're just going to tell them like normal people after dinner," MJ continued, taking out her wallet.
They paid for the jeans before leaving the store. MJ put them on the moment they got home. She had never felt more relived or happy in her life. Her old pair was cast aside. She would burn them if she knew that she wouldn't have to wear them after she gave birth. MJ found a hoodie and the two left for the tower.
Eating with the Avengers wasn't something that MJ thought she could ever say that she did. Now, more often than not, she was sitting next to Wanda-Scarlet Freaking Witch. Tonight Chinese food cartons were scattered all over the table. MJ grabbed one and took a seat on the couch, next to Peter. Tony sat across from them.
With a mischievous look on his face, Peter began tapping the table. Everyone stopped talking then. Even Pepper and Morgan, both of which looked very confused. MJ let her husband do what he was doing. She was used to him doing wired things like this.
"WHAT?!" everyone exclaimed, once he stopped tapping.
MJ turned to him. "What did you do?"
Peter's grinned widened. "I told them that we're expecting. In my defense, you said that we would tell them like normal people. Well, I told them. . . In Morse Code. Like a normal person. We all know it."
"We need to review what being a normal person means." MJ rolled her eyes. She wasn't that mad. A little annoyed, but Peter's smile kept her from losing her temper.
There was a short pause before anyone started talking. Pepper slid next to MJ and the two began complaining about so-called morning sickness. Turned out, Pepper had it bad, too. Morgan was appalled, but happy, nevertheless. She, Tony, and Peter began talking.
"So how far along are you?" Pepper asked.
"Exactly four months. We wouldn't told you guys sooner, but we didn't even know until three months and it was kind of a mess later on," Peter explained.
They had to go shopping again the next day. MJ discovered that she needed more than one pair of pants, but also a few new shirts. She dragged Peter out of the apartment and the two began looking. Peter made fun of the ugly maternity dresses.
"Hey, Em, I think that you should try this one on," he said, holding out a cheetah print sweeter dress out.
MJ almost shrieked at the sight of it. It was just about the most hideous thing that she had ever seen. The couple began giggling. The dress fell to the ground.
"That is. . . That is the most beautiful thing I've ever seen," she joked.
"It looks just like you," Peter added, "But I think that you'd look pretty in anything. Even that. . . thing."
She smiled, softly. "I love you, Peter."
"No, I love you."
They shared a quick kiss as the employ found the dress on the ground. MJ began laughing again, as she swept it up and placed it back on the rack. She purchased her things, quickly. Before they could get kicked out of the store.
"You know, May told us that at sixteen weeks we can see if the baby's a girl or boy," Peter remarked, on the walk home.
"Do you wanna know?" she asked him.
He shrugged. "Do you want to?"
"It might be a good idea. But I want to keep it a surprise for a little while. Maybe give it until six months?"
"Yeah, six months."
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