1 Nursery, Under Construction
"Eric, what're you doing?" Shawn asked.
"Nothing," Eric replied.
"You've been mixing that paint for 45 minutes, what's taking so long?" Shawn asked.
"Is this close to the right shade?" Eric asked.
"Yes it is, thank you, now, get a roller and let's get going," Shawn said.
"If I got one of my wife's hair rollers, we could get these walls painted a lot faster than with these teeny tiny things," Eric smirked.
"So, how long you been married this time?" Shawn asked.
"Few months, I've really wanted to get around to seeing you guys but something's always come up," Eric said.
"I wish the rest of Cory's family could be like that, every other day, we get a phone call from them, once a week they come visit, every 3 days they send postcards, every end of the month, they send home videos," Shawn told him.
"You thought my mom was bad enough like that, just wait till she finds out Topanga's pregnant, she'll go crazy," Eric said.
"How do you mean?" Shawn asked.
"I mean, every time Topanga answers, Mom will want to talk to the baby," Eric said.
"It's just a fetus, Eric," Shawn said.
"I know, that's the problem, she's going menopausal these days and she's still got motherly hormones!" Eric replied.
"I wouldn't know," Shawn said, "..........so, how come we don't see you on the weather anymore?"
"Wasn't for me....some time ago, it came to me, all my life, I always wanted to take a simple job cuz it was the easy way out.....then it hit him, life's not easy, you gotta do what you REALLY want to do, not what you think is easy or what other people want you to do," Eric said.
"Allright, but there's still a problem, how come you're smart now?" Shawn asked.
"Oh come on!" Eric laughed.
"Na, really, I miss the occasional you making a fool of yourself, come on, once for old times," Shawn said.
"Allright, allright........Yesterday, I got a call from Mister Feeny, who said he was in Santa Fe, and I told him I always wanted to visit the French reviera," Eric said.
"Good to have you back," Shawn replied.
"Now what? We wait till the paint dries, or we put on a new coat, or what?" Eric asked.
"Now we let it dry for a while, then we put on the wallpaper on these two walls," Shawn said.
"Okay, I'll mix up the paste," Eric said.
"Good to have you back," Shawn mumbled, "Eric, they make wallpaper paste these days."
"That store bought stuff isn't as good as scratch," Eric said.
"Yeah, you're the way I remember, just don't overdo it," Shawn warned him.
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"Okay, now we slide section A to intersect with section C," Topanga read.
"Hold it!" Cory said, "what the hell am I supposed to do with Section B?"
"That doesn't come along until we reach Section G," Topanga said.
"DAHHHHH!" Cory screamed.
"What's going on out here?" Eric asked.
"Cory's trying to put the crib together," Topanga answered.
"It's devil's work Topanga, whoever invented THIS crib was trying to torture people!" Cory said.
"No he didn't, you've got the pieces upside-down," Angela pointed out.
"I knew that!" Cory lied.
"Cory, I'd love to stay and help but I have to get started on dinner," Topanga said.
"Great, what're we having?" Eric asked.
"Mashed potatoes, roast beef, and green beans," Angela replied.
"I'll call my wife and let her know I'll be late, where's the phone?" Eric asked.
"In the bedroom," Shawn answered.
"How appropiate," Eric replied.
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After dinner, Shawn and Eric went to put wallpaper up in the nursery, Cory and Angela got started on the crib again, and Topanga started to clear the table when she got a phone call.
"Hello?"
"Topanga!"
"Hi Mom, how's it going?" Topanga asked.
"There's something wrong," Amy said.
"What is it?" Topanga asked.
"You're pregnant, aren't you?" Amy asked.
"Mom, that's amazing, how did you know?" Topanga asked.
"Easy, that's exactly the way I sounded when I was pregnant with Eric......how far along are you?" Amy asked.
"Just a few days.....Angela's been pregnant for about 2 weeks though," Topanga replied.
"You're still living in the same apartment with them?" Amy asked.
"Well there's nothing wrong with it, there's plenty of room, and we're getting along fine," Topanga started.
"That's good, that's good, I was just wondering.........How's Angela?" Amy asked.
"Not so well, she keeps having morning sickness and she's put on a lot of weight suddenly......strange but it hasn't happened to me," Topanga said.
"There are some women who just don't get sick, and the ones who really have it have easy birth, just remind her of that," Amy said.
"Okay," Topanga said.
"And there's one more thing," Amy said.
"What?" Topanga asked.
Amy asked Topanga for a favor...
"No mom, you can't talk to it," Topanga said.
Amy pleaded with Topanga.
"Allright..."
Topanga held the receiver on her stomach, at that point, Eric came in.
"Is that Mom on the phone?" he asked.
"No its not a genius, that's Eric, Eric's here....allright, hold on," Topanga handed the receiver to Eric.
"Hi Mom! How's it going?...That's great....I'm fine, I'm a school teacher now......that reminds me, how's Morgan?.......That's great, and Gabrielle?"
Anymore they just addressed the youngest boy by his middle name, by now they were used to it.
"That's great too!..........No Mom I'm fine, no I'm not living with Cory, Topanga, Shawn and Angela, I just dropped by to see them.......okay, well I hope to see you soon.......you what? Okay, I'll come by tomorrow and see it, okay, you wanna talk to someone else? Okay, bye!" Eric hung up.
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"Allright Eric, now we just have to put up the boarder and we're done for the night," Shawn said.
"Allright, what design do you have for the boarder?...........Clowns at the circus......Angela pick this out?" Eric asked.
"No, I did.....figured it would be nicer than what I looked at as a baby," Shawn replied.
"Yeah well, you've already got one better than the trailer, here you actually got walls," Eric said.
"So, what'd Misses Matthews say about Morgan?" Shawn asked.
"You heard?" Eric asked.
"It's pretty hard not to in this house," Shawn explained.
"She said that Morgan's going to be graduating in a few months....imagine, my little sister, is graduating," Eric said.
"Yeah, how you did is still beyond us," Shawn laughed.
"I sure hope when she does graduate, I'll be able to attend," Eric said.
"Well, I don't think they'd have it on a day you're teaching," Shawn replied, "so, you and your wife thinking about kids?"
"No, she's sterile," Eric replied.
"Oh, sorry," Shawn said.
"Okay, it's just that I was kind of hoping that one day I'd be a good dad," Eric said.
"Well, if I ever have trouble with my kid, I'll be sure to call you in," Shawn said, "and Cory, you can be sure he's going to need your help as well."
"I guess if I can't be a daddy, uncle and godfather will do," Eric replied.
"We'll be glad to have you," Shawn said.
Eric looked around the room and realized the extreme progress they'd made.
"At the rate we're going, we'll have it finished in no time," Eric said.
"You sure you're up for coming back tomorrow?" Shawn asked.
"Oh sure, tomorrow's the weekend, I'll be able to come over early and help you put down some carpeting," Eric said.
"Why put down carpeting?" Shawn asked.
"Because, when your kid starts trying to walk, they're going to be falling down," Eric said, "I remember, Cory must've done it 6 times a day."
"And you?" Shawn asked.
"18."
"Well, it was good having you," Shawn said.
"Allright, I better get going, but I'll be back tomorrow," Eric said.
"Goodbye!" Everyone said.
Shawn showed Eric the way out and shut the door.
"What a fruit loop," Shawn said.
To be continued...
"Eric, what're you doing?" Shawn asked.
"Nothing," Eric replied.
"You've been mixing that paint for 45 minutes, what's taking so long?" Shawn asked.
"Is this close to the right shade?" Eric asked.
"Yes it is, thank you, now, get a roller and let's get going," Shawn said.
"If I got one of my wife's hair rollers, we could get these walls painted a lot faster than with these teeny tiny things," Eric smirked.
"So, how long you been married this time?" Shawn asked.
"Few months, I've really wanted to get around to seeing you guys but something's always come up," Eric said.
"I wish the rest of Cory's family could be like that, every other day, we get a phone call from them, once a week they come visit, every 3 days they send postcards, every end of the month, they send home videos," Shawn told him.
"You thought my mom was bad enough like that, just wait till she finds out Topanga's pregnant, she'll go crazy," Eric said.
"How do you mean?" Shawn asked.
"I mean, every time Topanga answers, Mom will want to talk to the baby," Eric said.
"It's just a fetus, Eric," Shawn said.
"I know, that's the problem, she's going menopausal these days and she's still got motherly hormones!" Eric replied.
"I wouldn't know," Shawn said, "..........so, how come we don't see you on the weather anymore?"
"Wasn't for me....some time ago, it came to me, all my life, I always wanted to take a simple job cuz it was the easy way out.....then it hit him, life's not easy, you gotta do what you REALLY want to do, not what you think is easy or what other people want you to do," Eric said.
"Allright, but there's still a problem, how come you're smart now?" Shawn asked.
"Oh come on!" Eric laughed.
"Na, really, I miss the occasional you making a fool of yourself, come on, once for old times," Shawn said.
"Allright, allright........Yesterday, I got a call from Mister Feeny, who said he was in Santa Fe, and I told him I always wanted to visit the French reviera," Eric said.
"Good to have you back," Shawn replied.
"Now what? We wait till the paint dries, or we put on a new coat, or what?" Eric asked.
"Now we let it dry for a while, then we put on the wallpaper on these two walls," Shawn said.
"Okay, I'll mix up the paste," Eric said.
"Good to have you back," Shawn mumbled, "Eric, they make wallpaper paste these days."
"That store bought stuff isn't as good as scratch," Eric said.
"Yeah, you're the way I remember, just don't overdo it," Shawn warned him.
*************************************************************************************************
"Okay, now we slide section A to intersect with section C," Topanga read.
"Hold it!" Cory said, "what the hell am I supposed to do with Section B?"
"That doesn't come along until we reach Section G," Topanga said.
"DAHHHHH!" Cory screamed.
"What's going on out here?" Eric asked.
"Cory's trying to put the crib together," Topanga answered.
"It's devil's work Topanga, whoever invented THIS crib was trying to torture people!" Cory said.
"No he didn't, you've got the pieces upside-down," Angela pointed out.
"I knew that!" Cory lied.
"Cory, I'd love to stay and help but I have to get started on dinner," Topanga said.
"Great, what're we having?" Eric asked.
"Mashed potatoes, roast beef, and green beans," Angela replied.
"I'll call my wife and let her know I'll be late, where's the phone?" Eric asked.
"In the bedroom," Shawn answered.
"How appropiate," Eric replied.
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After dinner, Shawn and Eric went to put wallpaper up in the nursery, Cory and Angela got started on the crib again, and Topanga started to clear the table when she got a phone call.
"Hello?"
"Topanga!"
"Hi Mom, how's it going?" Topanga asked.
"There's something wrong," Amy said.
"What is it?" Topanga asked.
"You're pregnant, aren't you?" Amy asked.
"Mom, that's amazing, how did you know?" Topanga asked.
"Easy, that's exactly the way I sounded when I was pregnant with Eric......how far along are you?" Amy asked.
"Just a few days.....Angela's been pregnant for about 2 weeks though," Topanga replied.
"You're still living in the same apartment with them?" Amy asked.
"Well there's nothing wrong with it, there's plenty of room, and we're getting along fine," Topanga started.
"That's good, that's good, I was just wondering.........How's Angela?" Amy asked.
"Not so well, she keeps having morning sickness and she's put on a lot of weight suddenly......strange but it hasn't happened to me," Topanga said.
"There are some women who just don't get sick, and the ones who really have it have easy birth, just remind her of that," Amy said.
"Okay," Topanga said.
"And there's one more thing," Amy said.
"What?" Topanga asked.
Amy asked Topanga for a favor...
"No mom, you can't talk to it," Topanga said.
Amy pleaded with Topanga.
"Allright..."
Topanga held the receiver on her stomach, at that point, Eric came in.
"Is that Mom on the phone?" he asked.
"No its not a genius, that's Eric, Eric's here....allright, hold on," Topanga handed the receiver to Eric.
"Hi Mom! How's it going?...That's great....I'm fine, I'm a school teacher now......that reminds me, how's Morgan?.......That's great, and Gabrielle?"
Anymore they just addressed the youngest boy by his middle name, by now they were used to it.
"That's great too!..........No Mom I'm fine, no I'm not living with Cory, Topanga, Shawn and Angela, I just dropped by to see them.......okay, well I hope to see you soon.......you what? Okay, I'll come by tomorrow and see it, okay, you wanna talk to someone else? Okay, bye!" Eric hung up.
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"Allright Eric, now we just have to put up the boarder and we're done for the night," Shawn said.
"Allright, what design do you have for the boarder?...........Clowns at the circus......Angela pick this out?" Eric asked.
"No, I did.....figured it would be nicer than what I looked at as a baby," Shawn replied.
"Yeah well, you've already got one better than the trailer, here you actually got walls," Eric said.
"So, what'd Misses Matthews say about Morgan?" Shawn asked.
"You heard?" Eric asked.
"It's pretty hard not to in this house," Shawn explained.
"She said that Morgan's going to be graduating in a few months....imagine, my little sister, is graduating," Eric said.
"Yeah, how you did is still beyond us," Shawn laughed.
"I sure hope when she does graduate, I'll be able to attend," Eric said.
"Well, I don't think they'd have it on a day you're teaching," Shawn replied, "so, you and your wife thinking about kids?"
"No, she's sterile," Eric replied.
"Oh, sorry," Shawn said.
"Okay, it's just that I was kind of hoping that one day I'd be a good dad," Eric said.
"Well, if I ever have trouble with my kid, I'll be sure to call you in," Shawn said, "and Cory, you can be sure he's going to need your help as well."
"I guess if I can't be a daddy, uncle and godfather will do," Eric replied.
"We'll be glad to have you," Shawn said.
Eric looked around the room and realized the extreme progress they'd made.
"At the rate we're going, we'll have it finished in no time," Eric said.
"You sure you're up for coming back tomorrow?" Shawn asked.
"Oh sure, tomorrow's the weekend, I'll be able to come over early and help you put down some carpeting," Eric said.
"Why put down carpeting?" Shawn asked.
"Because, when your kid starts trying to walk, they're going to be falling down," Eric said, "I remember, Cory must've done it 6 times a day."
"And you?" Shawn asked.
"18."
"Well, it was good having you," Shawn said.
"Allright, I better get going, but I'll be back tomorrow," Eric said.
"Goodbye!" Everyone said.
Shawn showed Eric the way out and shut the door.
"What a fruit loop," Shawn said.
To be continued...