Brooke and Lucas were sitting at the breakfast table one morning. Lucas was reading the sports section, while Brooke was sipping orange juice and laughing at the comics. Suddenly the phone rang and it was none other than Ms. Karen Rowe.
"Hello?" Brooke answered.
"Oh! Hey Brooke, it's Karen. Is Lucas around?" she asked leisurely.
"Um, yeah. As a matter of fact, he's sitting right here. Hold on a minute," Brooke covered the end of the phone, "It's your mother," she directed to Lucas.
"Mom?" Lucas answered.
"Hey sweetie!" she perked up, 'How have you been?"
"Pretty good," Lucas said suspiciously, "Mom, since when do you ask me how I am before Brooke and the baby?"
"What? I can't ask my own son how he is?" Karen asked, "Well you caught me anyway."
"Alright, what do you need from me?"
"Well actually its an 'us and our home' kind of thing."
"I see..."
"You remember how I've always wanted a pug?"
"I don't like where this is going."
"Oh don't worry!" Karen said, "He's a sweetheart!"
"HE'S WHAT?"
"Yeah, well, I got him, well Maddox, about three weeks ago."
"You got a dog?"
"Yep!"
"I was there two days ago and I didn't see a dog anywhere."
"Oh, Keith had taken him out to the beach that day."
"And you failed to mention him to me?"
"Must have slipped my mind."
"Oh and what about when Brooke was there?"
"She met him."
"She knows about your dog? Better yet she knows and didn't tell me?" Lucas said shocked, then he realized that he was getting shocked over something so small as a dog.
"What are you getting so worked up about?"
"Oh I've just been the last to find out about everything lately."
"Oh! By the way! Your mom got a new dog. He's a cute little pug named Maddox!" Brooke smiled sweetly from across the table.
"Thanks Brooke!" Lucas said sarcastically, "Alright well what does Maddox have to do with the favor?" he said getting back on topic.
"Well Keith and I were planning on going to Charleston for the weekend, well four days actually. And we were wondering if you could watch him?"
"Hold on, let me ask Brooke," He covered the phone, "Hey Brooke, what would you say if we watched Maddox this weekend?"
"Well I would say sure!" Brooke smiled, "I can get practice before the baby comes! I can really learn how to spoil things rotten!"
"Alright," Lucas sighed, "And yes mom, we'll watch him."
"Oh goody! I'll be over with his stuff and him tomorrow. Oh and he doesn't go by Maddox just call him Max. I'll be over say noonish?"
"Works for me!"
"Now can I talk to your fiancée?"
"I guess mom," Lucas said handing the phone over to Brooke.
"Hey, Karen!" Brooke said into the phone.
"How are you sweetie?"
"Oh pretty good, I just can't wait until the baby's out of me!" Brooke said placing her hand over her stomach, "It just weighs so much, and I can barely see my feet!"
"Yeah, I have a feeling you'll be having a boy."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, it's mainly because you can't see your feet. When Renee had Caitlin, she wasn't that big at all. So just judging by size, I'm thinking you'll have a boy."
"Oh I hope not! You know how those Scott boys can be," Brooke joked making Lucas give her a look.
Karen laughed, "Yeah, you just don't know what to expect from them!"
"Hey I heard that!" Lucas said, "And we're not that bad...well with the exception of Dan."
"We were joking, Luke. Would we love you if we thought that?" Brooke looked at him.
"No, but still! It's not nice!" Lucas pouted.
"Oh tell him, it will be okay. And that no matter what we both love him dearly," Karen consoled.
Brooke told Lucas what his mother had said and continued their conversation, "Yeah, but I have a question, with Lucas did you ever have a really weird craving for peanut butter and pickle sandwiches?"
"Yeah, and then about three weeks later I had Luke. That's just promoting my whole theory that you'll have a boy. So have you picked out names yet?"
"Well we've picked one out for a girl, Christina Morgan Scott, and for a boy we were thinking of Adam Robert Scott."
"I like them both! But hey, Max is wanting attention, so I'm gonna let you go. I'll talk to you later."
"Alright."
"Love you sweetie, buh bye."
"Love you too, bye."
Brooke just sighed hanging up the phone, "Your mom thinks I'm going to have a boy."
"Really? Why is that?" Lucas asked.
"Well, considering my crazy food cravings, and my tummy size, she said it's obvious."
"Yeah, who would eat peanut butter AND pickles?"
"Pregnant women and crazy people."
"You can say that again."
"Yeah, well wait until you become pregnant."
"Brooke, sorry to break it to you, but I'm a guy. Guys don't get pregnant."
"Yeah, well they should!"
"And why's that?"
"Because it sucks and I said so!"
"Alright, babe, if you say so," He said kissing her forehead.
"Hello?" Brooke answered.
"Oh! Hey Brooke, it's Karen. Is Lucas around?" she asked leisurely.
"Um, yeah. As a matter of fact, he's sitting right here. Hold on a minute," Brooke covered the end of the phone, "It's your mother," she directed to Lucas.
"Mom?" Lucas answered.
"Hey sweetie!" she perked up, 'How have you been?"
"Pretty good," Lucas said suspiciously, "Mom, since when do you ask me how I am before Brooke and the baby?"
"What? I can't ask my own son how he is?" Karen asked, "Well you caught me anyway."
"Alright, what do you need from me?"
"Well actually its an 'us and our home' kind of thing."
"I see..."
"You remember how I've always wanted a pug?"
"I don't like where this is going."
"Oh don't worry!" Karen said, "He's a sweetheart!"
"HE'S WHAT?"
"Yeah, well, I got him, well Maddox, about three weeks ago."
"You got a dog?"
"Yep!"
"I was there two days ago and I didn't see a dog anywhere."
"Oh, Keith had taken him out to the beach that day."
"And you failed to mention him to me?"
"Must have slipped my mind."
"Oh and what about when Brooke was there?"
"She met him."
"She knows about your dog? Better yet she knows and didn't tell me?" Lucas said shocked, then he realized that he was getting shocked over something so small as a dog.
"What are you getting so worked up about?"
"Oh I've just been the last to find out about everything lately."
"Oh! By the way! Your mom got a new dog. He's a cute little pug named Maddox!" Brooke smiled sweetly from across the table.
"Thanks Brooke!" Lucas said sarcastically, "Alright well what does Maddox have to do with the favor?" he said getting back on topic.
"Well Keith and I were planning on going to Charleston for the weekend, well four days actually. And we were wondering if you could watch him?"
"Hold on, let me ask Brooke," He covered the phone, "Hey Brooke, what would you say if we watched Maddox this weekend?"
"Well I would say sure!" Brooke smiled, "I can get practice before the baby comes! I can really learn how to spoil things rotten!"
"Alright," Lucas sighed, "And yes mom, we'll watch him."
"Oh goody! I'll be over with his stuff and him tomorrow. Oh and he doesn't go by Maddox just call him Max. I'll be over say noonish?"
"Works for me!"
"Now can I talk to your fiancée?"
"I guess mom," Lucas said handing the phone over to Brooke.
"Hey, Karen!" Brooke said into the phone.
"How are you sweetie?"
"Oh pretty good, I just can't wait until the baby's out of me!" Brooke said placing her hand over her stomach, "It just weighs so much, and I can barely see my feet!"
"Yeah, I have a feeling you'll be having a boy."
"Why do you say that?"
"Well, it's mainly because you can't see your feet. When Renee had Caitlin, she wasn't that big at all. So just judging by size, I'm thinking you'll have a boy."
"Oh I hope not! You know how those Scott boys can be," Brooke joked making Lucas give her a look.
Karen laughed, "Yeah, you just don't know what to expect from them!"
"Hey I heard that!" Lucas said, "And we're not that bad...well with the exception of Dan."
"We were joking, Luke. Would we love you if we thought that?" Brooke looked at him.
"No, but still! It's not nice!" Lucas pouted.
"Oh tell him, it will be okay. And that no matter what we both love him dearly," Karen consoled.
Brooke told Lucas what his mother had said and continued their conversation, "Yeah, but I have a question, with Lucas did you ever have a really weird craving for peanut butter and pickle sandwiches?"
"Yeah, and then about three weeks later I had Luke. That's just promoting my whole theory that you'll have a boy. So have you picked out names yet?"
"Well we've picked one out for a girl, Christina Morgan Scott, and for a boy we were thinking of Adam Robert Scott."
"I like them both! But hey, Max is wanting attention, so I'm gonna let you go. I'll talk to you later."
"Alright."
"Love you sweetie, buh bye."
"Love you too, bye."
Brooke just sighed hanging up the phone, "Your mom thinks I'm going to have a boy."
"Really? Why is that?" Lucas asked.
"Well, considering my crazy food cravings, and my tummy size, she said it's obvious."
"Yeah, who would eat peanut butter AND pickles?"
"Pregnant women and crazy people."
"You can say that again."
"Yeah, well wait until you become pregnant."
"Brooke, sorry to break it to you, but I'm a guy. Guys don't get pregnant."
"Yeah, well they should!"
"And why's that?"
"Because it sucks and I said so!"
"Alright, babe, if you say so," He said kissing her forehead.