Chapter Six
"Hey Babe it's me, your wife," Peyton's voice came on the answering machine at their apartment. "I'm just calling from Brooke's place but I wanted to remind you that you have a doctor's apointment in like an hour. And after that could please go to the grocery store and pick up the basics.
Call me as soon as you find out if it boys or girls or both. Come on Jake, I know you're there. Please I want to talk to the most amazing pregnant man ever. Ok, fine, ignore me, but if I find out you are really there you'll pay--oh, and double check my apointment next week. Sorry I couldn't come with you--Brooke in minor crisis. Love you."
Beeep.
The answering maching wasn't the only thing that beep, scratch that, bleeped either.
Unbeknownst to Peyton, Jake had already noticed the food shotage in their kitchen, partly due to the fact it had been he who had eaten it (Peyton helped but...men...pregnant men). So he had gone to see if he could get in early at the doctors to he could get to the food sooner than later.
He had recruted Keith to watch Jenny, knowing that if she went to the grocery store she would just be a pain (sneaking things into the cart, smashing things, etc.
So it had been oblivious Keith who heard the message.
He had been unable to find the phone and figured he'd get a glass of water while the machine picked it up.
However what he heard had caught him off guard.
"Wait...how...WHAT?"
He soon picked up Jenny and headed to the local (and only) grocery store.
The doctor's office hadn't taken too long and Jake soon found himself in the grocery store.
And not too long after that he found himself in the grocery store bathrooms.
For some reason (maybe it was because he was a dude or maybe because there was two) the morning sickness just wasn't letting up.
He got up wiped his mouth and headed to wash his face.
"Never actually experienced it, but a heard morning sickness could be a killer."
"Keith, what, howed did you know?"
"Acciddent, Peyton left a message...said you were the coolest pregnant dude ever..." Keith shrugged, he was holding Jenny who was too busy trying to eat Keith's jacket button to notice where she was. (Plus she's two)
"How did you know I was here-here." Jake said referring to the point that they were in a restroom.
"Didn't see you in the aisles, then I saw the basket with the seven bulk pickle jars...I don't know...just figured it was a safe bet."
Jake chuckled.
"How you taking this?" Keith asked as they moved outside the bathroom.
"How would YOU take this?"
"Good Point."
"I don't know it's just weird..."
"I would assume that with guy and pregnancy in the same sentence without any woman mentioned."
"Funny, but Peyton is going through it too and I want to be there for her. But it's kind of hard to be there hold her hair while she vomits when you're trying to vomit too."
"Yeah that might be a problem."
"So..why did you come here, again."
"Thought I could help with the heavy lifting. Grocery bags might over work you." Keith laughed.
Jake's face went slightly red. "Oh, shut up."
They got to the apartment and Peyton was waiting in the living room.
"Keith?"
Jake answered, "He was watching Jenny, heard your little message, came and help me at the grocery store."
"So he knows," The guys nodded, she shrugged her shoulder, "Alright, so...boys or girls?"
"B-O-Y---S"
Okay so I have boy names but I'm not really liking them so I need your help. If you've read any of my other stuff you've probably caught my rule.
The weirder it is...the more likely I am to use it.
"Hey Babe it's me, your wife," Peyton's voice came on the answering machine at their apartment. "I'm just calling from Brooke's place but I wanted to remind you that you have a doctor's apointment in like an hour. And after that could please go to the grocery store and pick up the basics.
Call me as soon as you find out if it boys or girls or both. Come on Jake, I know you're there. Please I want to talk to the most amazing pregnant man ever. Ok, fine, ignore me, but if I find out you are really there you'll pay--oh, and double check my apointment next week. Sorry I couldn't come with you--Brooke in minor crisis. Love you."
Beeep.
The answering maching wasn't the only thing that beep, scratch that, bleeped either.
Unbeknownst to Peyton, Jake had already noticed the food shotage in their kitchen, partly due to the fact it had been he who had eaten it (Peyton helped but...men...pregnant men). So he had gone to see if he could get in early at the doctors to he could get to the food sooner than later.
He had recruted Keith to watch Jenny, knowing that if she went to the grocery store she would just be a pain (sneaking things into the cart, smashing things, etc.
So it had been oblivious Keith who heard the message.
He had been unable to find the phone and figured he'd get a glass of water while the machine picked it up.
However what he heard had caught him off guard.
"Wait...how...WHAT?"
He soon picked up Jenny and headed to the local (and only) grocery store.
The doctor's office hadn't taken too long and Jake soon found himself in the grocery store.
And not too long after that he found himself in the grocery store bathrooms.
For some reason (maybe it was because he was a dude or maybe because there was two) the morning sickness just wasn't letting up.
He got up wiped his mouth and headed to wash his face.
"Never actually experienced it, but a heard morning sickness could be a killer."
"Keith, what, howed did you know?"
"Acciddent, Peyton left a message...said you were the coolest pregnant dude ever..." Keith shrugged, he was holding Jenny who was too busy trying to eat Keith's jacket button to notice where she was. (Plus she's two)
"How did you know I was here-here." Jake said referring to the point that they were in a restroom.
"Didn't see you in the aisles, then I saw the basket with the seven bulk pickle jars...I don't know...just figured it was a safe bet."
Jake chuckled.
"How you taking this?" Keith asked as they moved outside the bathroom.
"How would YOU take this?"
"Good Point."
"I don't know it's just weird..."
"I would assume that with guy and pregnancy in the same sentence without any woman mentioned."
"Funny, but Peyton is going through it too and I want to be there for her. But it's kind of hard to be there hold her hair while she vomits when you're trying to vomit too."
"Yeah that might be a problem."
"So..why did you come here, again."
"Thought I could help with the heavy lifting. Grocery bags might over work you." Keith laughed.
Jake's face went slightly red. "Oh, shut up."
They got to the apartment and Peyton was waiting in the living room.
"Keith?"
Jake answered, "He was watching Jenny, heard your little message, came and help me at the grocery store."
"So he knows," The guys nodded, she shrugged her shoulder, "Alright, so...boys or girls?"
"B-O-Y---S"
Okay so I have boy names but I'm not really liking them so I need your help. If you've read any of my other stuff you've probably caught my rule.
The weirder it is...the more likely I am to use it.