AN = Happy 3rd December! YAY! Okay, so, this is a future fanfiction about Sam and Freddie's kids. Kallie is the oldest, then it's Nathan, then Liam, then Mia, and the youngest is Jennette. In later oneshots, there will be stories of when the kids are younger and older. Anyway, this story is up nine hours late because I was a little busy today. I'm not sure whether tomorrow's story is a future or past though. Okay, please enjoy!

Nativity

"Get down here, Sam and Freddie!" Carly yelled up the stairs to her friends, "The Nativity starts in twenty minutes and we're late!"

"Fine." The blonde whined, dragging herself down the stairs while trying to straighten out her hair, "Hey, I look okay, yeah?"

"Yes, you definitely can't tell that you haven't slept in three weeks." Her husband told her, following her downstairs.

"Why does it matter anyway? Everybody knows you have five kids." Carly chuckled, grabbing her purse from the kitchen table.

"I know but this is the first time the school will see us this year." Freddie explained, "Wow, we really should've got involved with the school this year."

"You both look fine." She smiled, "And do I look okay? Considering I'm seven months along."

"Amazing, Carls." Sam went to the fridge and grabbed the squirty cream.

"Oh, no, not again." Carly took the cream from her best friend, "Last time, you almost blinded a six year old and you freaked out an old lady."

"They both deserved it! I couldn't hear my daughter's only line in the whole play over their noise!."

"The old lady was coughing and the kid was crying!"

"So what?"

"Uh, guys? We only have fifteen minutes to get there and get seated." Freddie pointed out, opening the apartment door, "Come on."

...

"I hope Jennette is gonna be okay with your mother." Sam said as she took her seat in the theatre, "If she wants to turn a vegetarian when she's older, I'm blaming you."

"She's only two, I doubt my mum can have that influence on her already." Freddie chuckled.

"Okay, I just saw Nathan, Mia, Liam, and Chelsea." Carly stated, sitting herself down the other side of Freddie, "Chelsea said the show is gonna start in a few minutes. And-Wait, didn't you say Kallie was gonna come?"

Freddie nodded, "She said she'd come but she had a class today; she was gonna miss it but it was changed to a compulsory class. So she's taking a plane here tomorrow."

"Oh, Carls, did we tell you about Elsie?" Sam questioned, "You know, the little girl we just adopted?"

"Yeah, I'm so excited to meet her! I think Mia will like having another girl in the house..." Carly replied, "Although, don't you think six kids is a little much?"

Sam glared at her best friend.

"I mean, you're thirty seven and you're going to have six kids. And I'm thirty seven and I only have two kids with one coming."

"Well, Elsie is going to be spending Christmas with us then she'll hopefully be moving in properly on the twenty eighth." Freddie said, taking a handful of popcorn from his wife. She quickly moved the popcorn out of his reach before giving him a death stare.

"Ooh, the show's starting!" Carly squealed as the curtains went up.

The scene was set with painted backgrounds of houses. There were kids dressed in sheets with painted beards on, running around the stage. There was chatter from everyone about the news of a newborn king before everyone broke out into a dance number.

The spotlight focused on Sam and Freddie's ten year old daughter, Mia, as she began to sing.

"At least they're showcasing her talents now." Sam whispered to Freddie.

"Yeah, and it only took you almost butter socking her teacher." He chuckled.

They watched as Mia ran across the stage crying. The audience gasped and everyone looked at each other, even the kids on the stage looked shocked; they were all debating on whether or not to continue the scene. The music faded out and Sam ran out of the theatre doors before her friends could even realise she was gone. Freddie followed her out swiftly upon noticing her departure.

"Wait for me!" Carly yelled, trying her best to run after the couple, "I am carrying a baby, you know!"

...

"Mia?" Sam said softly, entering her daughter's dressing room, "You okay?"

"No." She sobbed, grabbing her mother and hugging her tightly, "I-I was so damn nervous! What if I forgot my lines or something?"

"It can't be as bad as what the goat did to Carly-"

"Hey! We promised we'd never mention that again." Carly yelled, running into the room, "I'll tell her what happened at Louise's sleepover in the fourth grade-"

"Shay, don't you dare!"

"I don't want to go back out there..." Mia sighed.

"Mia, honey, you have been rehearsing for weeks and weeks now. You need to show people what you can do." Freddie put his arm around her, "You're going to be amazing, I promise."

She nodded, "Okay, but I want to go home straight away after because then no one will have the opportunity to tell me how rubbish I was..."

"Ugh, the only reason I agreed to come was for the big dinner party." Sam groaned.

Her husband nudged her in the side.

"I mean, I obviously came to see my daughter shine in the school nativity. Yes, that's the reason I came... I totally didn't just come for the food. Like, who does that?"

...

"Hey, Mia?" The little blonde turned around at the sound of her name, "You were amazing..."

"Kallie? I thought you couldn't make it."

Kallie chuckled, "You think I'd miss my little sister's nativity play?"

"Well, uh, I know how important college is for you and-"

"I don't care about college. It stopped me from being here to see little Jennette first walk and to hear her first words. And I'm not letting it get in the way of this too."

"I love you, sis." Mia muttered while pulling her sister into a tight hug.

"Kalls?" Sam smiled, walking over to her two daughters with Carly and Freddie.

"Oh, hey, mum." She greeted, giving her mum a hug too, "Hey, dad. Hey, Carly."

"I thought you couldn't make it."

"She came to see the show anyway." Mia laughed as Kallie put an arm around her.

"You really were amazing, Mia." Carly commented.

Kallie looked at her little sister and smiled, "I was late unfortunately because my plane was delayed but I came straight here; your teacher is looking after my suitcase backstage for me. I heard about your little slip up but that's okay. It doesn't compare to how bad what the goat did to Carly-"

"Can we just forget about that?" Carly tried to say seriously but she broke out into laughter before letting out a sudden yell.

"Carly, you okay?" Sam asked her best friend.

"Yeah, the baby just moved." She stated.

"Do you wanna stay over at our house tonight, Carls?" Freddie offered, "I know Brad is on that business meeting for a few days and we don't really want you trying to look after the kids, especially since you're seven months pregnant."

"Uh, yeah, thanks."

"I don't mind sleeping on the sofa. Carls, you can have my room." Kallie said.

"Oh, sweetie, you don't have to-"

"It's my choice, Auntie Carly."

"Okay, thanks, honey."

"And Chelsea and Lilianna can share my room." Mia squealed excitedly.

...

"Your mother tried to feed Jennette beans!" Sam shrieked at her husband, "And you say we can't tell her that we had that sleepover together when we were seventeen."

"I told you that that would give her a heart attack!"

"I know, but it would be good revenge for trying to feed my daughter the most disgusting food on the planet!"

Freddie sighed, "Don't over exaggerate, baby."

"The nativity was good tonight." Carly said, coming back into the family room with four mugs of hot chocolate.

"Yeah, it was good for a sixth grade show. I still don't get what happened in the nativity. How exactly could Jesus grow into a king if his mother was poor? And why was Mary chosen to be his mother? Was God his father or was Joseph?" Sam asked.

"Did you ever pay attention at Christmas time?" Freddie questioned.

"Nope. All I know is that everyone has a big meal like at Thanksgiving and we exchange presents."

"Mummy?" Mia came into the room, "I have a really important question."

"You're supposed to be in bed." Sam sighed.

"Are you angry?"

"Of course not, sweetie. What's your question?"

"What did the goat do to Carly?"

"Uh, I think it's time for bed, Mia." Her mother laughed, quickly taking Mia out of the room before Carly went mad again.

AN = (By the way, Chelsea and Lilianna are Carly and Brad's kids.) Did you like it? Was it Christmassy enough? Review to let me know what you think; criticism is most welcome. See you tomorrow!