Chapter Twenty Nine
"Are you sure about this?" Will asked, as he and Grace entered the lobby. "Nope, but let's just see what Todd thinks," Grace answered. They walked outside toward Todd's car. "Hey," he greeted when he saw them. "I told her all about the adoption agency and how they wont let us adopt and then she came up with this wild idea," Will said excitedly. "I can have your baby!" Grace exclaimed, as Todd's mouth fell open.
Meanwhile, Karen sat in the living room sipping on her martini. Jack had been gone for only ten minuted and she couldn't believe how lonely she felt. He had told her he had a surprise and then left. She closed her eyes as she felt the martini start to relax her. She let herself go from a sitting position to a laying position, not even noticing Jack walk in. He tiptoed over to her and stopped to look closely at her. He knew she wasn't sleeping but she still looked peaceful. He slowly leaned down and laid a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes opened when she felt him and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. "Hey Poodle," she greeted, when they parted. "I brought you a surprise," he said, pulling her off the couch. "What is it?" she asked curiously, as he led her to the kitchen. Sitting on the table were about ten buckets of paint. "Honey, what's going on here? What's this all about?" she asked. "It's paint, Kare! You know that empty room we have upstairs?" he asked back, as she gave him a suspicious look. "Yeah," she answered, as he ran over and picked one of the buckets up. "We should paint it!" he exclaimed, as she shook her head. "I don't think so honey," she said, walking out of the kitchen. He sighed as he set the bucket back down on the table. "Come on Karen!" he pleaded, following her. "Poodle, I don't paint. You know that," she said, rolling her eyes. She started to walk up the steps to their room, but he grabbed her arm to stop her. "Fifteen minutes?" he asked, pursing his lips together. "Fine Jackie, but if I don't like it after one minute, I'm out of there," she answered, as he smiled. "Yay!" he exclaimed, as he ran into the kitchen to retrieve the buckets. "Rosario!" Karen exclaimed, as the maid rushed to her side. "Yes, Miss Karen?" she asked. "I need you to help Jack carry the rest of those buckets," Karen answered, pointing to the buckets of paint. Rosario traveled her eyes to where Karen was pointing and she shook her head. "No way. Do you think I'm strong enough for that?" she asked, as Karen nodded. "Yes, I need a big strong man and you fit that description," she answered, as Rosario simply stood there. "Come on, rapido!" Karen exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Bitch," Rosario muttered, as she walked into the kitchen. "Oh Ro-Ro, I love ya too!" Karen exclaimed, as she began walking up the steps to the empty room Jack was talking about.
Once Jack and Rosario had brought up all the buckets, Karen unhappily took a paint brush. "This is stupid," she muttered, as Jack rolled his eyes. "Karen...Give it a try," he hissed. She dipped the brush in the blue paint and cautiously dabbed it on the wall. He smiled as he clapped. "See?" he asked happily. "This is dumb," she said, as she dipped the brush in the paint again. "If its so dumb, why are you still doing it?" he asked cockily. "I'm trying to make you happy," she answered, as she flicked the brush at him causing some of the paint to fly onto his shirt. They both burst out laughing and then Jack dipped his whole hand into the bucket of red paint and smeared it on her blouse. "Jackie!" she squealed, as she looked at her blouse. "This was expensive," she said, as he stuck out his tongue. "What about all the times I've ripped your shirt off of you?" he asked, in a seductive tone. "Oh yeah, you're right," she answered, as she began throwing the paint at him. He grabbed one of the buckets and showed it to her threateningly. "You wouldn't dare," she said, as he chucked evilly. "Oh wouldn't I?" he asked and before she could say another word, he tossed the bucket at her causing all the pink paint inside of it to spill out onto her. She stood there for a minute speechless. Finally, she screamed and grabbed her own bucket of paint and repeated what he had done. "You bitch," he joked, as he grabbed her by the waist and threw her gently down on the floor. They wrestled around for a bit until he pinned her arms down and kissed her roughly. "I thought we were going to paint for fifteen minutes," she said, as he kissed her again. "I've changed my mind," he replied, as he began unbuttoning her paint stained blouse.
:: Grace's Apartment ::
Grace, Todd and Will had all returned to her apartment to chat about the important issue of having a child. "I think it's a good idea," Will said, as Grace smiled. "I totally want to do it. I know the first time we thought of the idea was a bad time, but this time, it's not," she replied, as they both looked at Todd for an answer. "I don't know. This is all happening so fast. I wouldn't mind you having the baby, but haven't you thought about what it will do to you? The morning sickness and labor?" he asked, as she swallowed hard. "I never thought about that part," she answered. "And you'll eat so much and be overweight," Todd said, as Will chuckled. "The eating part isn't a problem for her, believe me," he replied, as Grace hit his arm. "Ouch," he whimpered. "Look, I know I'll go through a lot, but I want to do it," she said positively. "Are you absolutely sure?" Will asked, laying his hand on hers. "Yeah," she answered, nodding her head. Todd sighed and then nodded along with her. "It's fine with me," he said, as Will and Grace jumped up excitedly.
"Are you sure about this?" Will asked, as he and Grace entered the lobby. "Nope, but let's just see what Todd thinks," Grace answered. They walked outside toward Todd's car. "Hey," he greeted when he saw them. "I told her all about the adoption agency and how they wont let us adopt and then she came up with this wild idea," Will said excitedly. "I can have your baby!" Grace exclaimed, as Todd's mouth fell open.
Meanwhile, Karen sat in the living room sipping on her martini. Jack had been gone for only ten minuted and she couldn't believe how lonely she felt. He had told her he had a surprise and then left. She closed her eyes as she felt the martini start to relax her. She let herself go from a sitting position to a laying position, not even noticing Jack walk in. He tiptoed over to her and stopped to look closely at her. He knew she wasn't sleeping but she still looked peaceful. He slowly leaned down and laid a soft kiss on her forehead. Her eyes opened when she felt him and she quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him in for a kiss. "Hey Poodle," she greeted, when they parted. "I brought you a surprise," he said, pulling her off the couch. "What is it?" she asked curiously, as he led her to the kitchen. Sitting on the table were about ten buckets of paint. "Honey, what's going on here? What's this all about?" she asked. "It's paint, Kare! You know that empty room we have upstairs?" he asked back, as she gave him a suspicious look. "Yeah," she answered, as he ran over and picked one of the buckets up. "We should paint it!" he exclaimed, as she shook her head. "I don't think so honey," she said, walking out of the kitchen. He sighed as he set the bucket back down on the table. "Come on Karen!" he pleaded, following her. "Poodle, I don't paint. You know that," she said, rolling her eyes. She started to walk up the steps to their room, but he grabbed her arm to stop her. "Fifteen minutes?" he asked, pursing his lips together. "Fine Jackie, but if I don't like it after one minute, I'm out of there," she answered, as he smiled. "Yay!" he exclaimed, as he ran into the kitchen to retrieve the buckets. "Rosario!" Karen exclaimed, as the maid rushed to her side. "Yes, Miss Karen?" she asked. "I need you to help Jack carry the rest of those buckets," Karen answered, pointing to the buckets of paint. Rosario traveled her eyes to where Karen was pointing and she shook her head. "No way. Do you think I'm strong enough for that?" she asked, as Karen nodded. "Yes, I need a big strong man and you fit that description," she answered, as Rosario simply stood there. "Come on, rapido!" Karen exclaimed, clapping her hands. "Bitch," Rosario muttered, as she walked into the kitchen. "Oh Ro-Ro, I love ya too!" Karen exclaimed, as she began walking up the steps to the empty room Jack was talking about.
Once Jack and Rosario had brought up all the buckets, Karen unhappily took a paint brush. "This is stupid," she muttered, as Jack rolled his eyes. "Karen...Give it a try," he hissed. She dipped the brush in the blue paint and cautiously dabbed it on the wall. He smiled as he clapped. "See?" he asked happily. "This is dumb," she said, as she dipped the brush in the paint again. "If its so dumb, why are you still doing it?" he asked cockily. "I'm trying to make you happy," she answered, as she flicked the brush at him causing some of the paint to fly onto his shirt. They both burst out laughing and then Jack dipped his whole hand into the bucket of red paint and smeared it on her blouse. "Jackie!" she squealed, as she looked at her blouse. "This was expensive," she said, as he stuck out his tongue. "What about all the times I've ripped your shirt off of you?" he asked, in a seductive tone. "Oh yeah, you're right," she answered, as she began throwing the paint at him. He grabbed one of the buckets and showed it to her threateningly. "You wouldn't dare," she said, as he chucked evilly. "Oh wouldn't I?" he asked and before she could say another word, he tossed the bucket at her causing all the pink paint inside of it to spill out onto her. She stood there for a minute speechless. Finally, she screamed and grabbed her own bucket of paint and repeated what he had done. "You bitch," he joked, as he grabbed her by the waist and threw her gently down on the floor. They wrestled around for a bit until he pinned her arms down and kissed her roughly. "I thought we were going to paint for fifteen minutes," she said, as he kissed her again. "I've changed my mind," he replied, as he began unbuttoning her paint stained blouse.
:: Grace's Apartment ::
Grace, Todd and Will had all returned to her apartment to chat about the important issue of having a child. "I think it's a good idea," Will said, as Grace smiled. "I totally want to do it. I know the first time we thought of the idea was a bad time, but this time, it's not," she replied, as they both looked at Todd for an answer. "I don't know. This is all happening so fast. I wouldn't mind you having the baby, but haven't you thought about what it will do to you? The morning sickness and labor?" he asked, as she swallowed hard. "I never thought about that part," she answered. "And you'll eat so much and be overweight," Todd said, as Will chuckled. "The eating part isn't a problem for her, believe me," he replied, as Grace hit his arm. "Ouch," he whimpered. "Look, I know I'll go through a lot, but I want to do it," she said positively. "Are you absolutely sure?" Will asked, laying his hand on hers. "Yeah," she answered, nodding her head. Todd sighed and then nodded along with her. "It's fine with me," he said, as Will and Grace jumped up excitedly.