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Littleputz114: the 300th story! awesome! :)

Missalana: thanks. I hope it you still like it and hopefully it stays cute!

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AN: I promise I won't start every chapter w/ a phone conversation! :P

Chapter 2:

telephone rings
"Hello?"
"Hey Shawn, it's Jack. Remember me?" he joked.
"Of course I do. You've only been in the Peace Corps for what, 6, 7 years now?"
"Has it really been that long?"
"Yeah, but it's not like you've never visited, or anything," Shawn pointed out.
"Well, Rachael and I are coming home for awhile. We love the job, but we're going to take some time off to do some things."
"What sorta things?" questioned Shawn.
"Oh, you'll see. We've got some surprises for you guys."
"Surprises? I hate surprises," groaned Shawn. "Can't you just tell your one and only, favorite brother?"
"No, you'll have to wait and see like everybody else. But anyway, our flight comes in Sunday at 3:00pm. We'd appreciate if you and Angela came and picked us up. We haven't been to New York for awhile. Bring the Cory and Topanga gang, too, if they can make it."
"Oh, I'm sure they'll love to come."
"Ok, well I'll see you Sunday then."
"Alright."
"Bye."
click

"Who will love to come where?" asked Angela as she eyed her round, 6 month pregnant belly in their full length mirror.

"Cory, Topanga and Ian will love to come with us to pick Jack and Rachael up at the airport Sunday."

"Oh! I didn't know they were visiting! How long are they going to stay?" she said walking over to him.

"For awhile, I guess," answered Shawn. "He said they've got some surprises for us."

"Wow, you hate surprises," Angela teased.

"I know, which is why I want to find out the sex of the baby," he softly declared.

"You'll just have to wait and see," Angela stated, sounding very much like his brother a few minutes ago.

"I hate waiting."

"Well, Shawn, what don't you hate?" Angela asked jokingly.

Shawn just sat there contemplating like he was asked the meaning of life.

"You're supposed to say me," She said with a very slight undertone.

"I thought that was a given," Shawn said sweet and innocently as he embraced his wife.

"Well okay then. That's better," Angela murmured as she slowly kissed her husband.

"Cory!" called Topanga, "That was Angela on the phone. We're going to go shopping. Do you want to come with us?"

"Well, with my name being Captain-take-me-shopping', I guess I have no choice, huh?"

"Oh good! You volunteered!" She said with a big smile. "You, Shawn and Ian can go off and do man-ly' things if you get bored."

"Yes! And what strong men we are!" yelled Cory, flexing his muscles. "Isn't that right, Ian?"

"Right." He said, copying his dad.

"Look at those gunners, Panga," he said motioning to Ian. "I think we have a great batter coming along."

"You think I'll be good at baseball, Dad?"

"Of course, you're a Matthews. Us Matthews are some of the greatest players around."

"Really?" asked Ian.

"Only in your father's mind, dear," said Topanga, glancing over at her husband.

"Hey, I'll have you know I was planning on playing with the Yankees at the ripe age of 12."

"Whatever happened to that?" asked Topanga, playing along.

"I fell in love with you," he replied as he grabbed Topanga and kissed her passionately.

"Ew. That's gross. Moms and dads aren't supposed to kiss. They're too old," exclaimed Ian.

"Excuse me, mister? How old do you think I am?" Topanga questioned.

"I don't know, but definitely too old to do that," Ian stated as he walked to his room.

"Ah, kids. You gotta love em. Right honey?" Cory teased. Topanga playfully hit him and soon they were back to doing disgusting things that old people should never do.

"I can still see you!" Ian called from his room. "Get a room already!"

AN: So I hope you like this story so far. PLEASE review if you like it and want me to continue it. I'm planning on updating 'Gone' in the next couple days.