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Nicholas and Mia strolled in the kitchen on a lazy, languid Sunday afternoon. It has been three days since Nicholas had found out about the amazing news that he was going to be a father, and ever since, much to Mia's dismay, he had been particularly picky about… well, simply said, everything.

No one else knew, and as much as Mia wanted to keep it that way, she knew that the maids – in particular, Bridgett and Bridgetta – will find out sooner or later, although in their cases, surely sooner than later. Nicholas had suggested announcing it to the entire nation, but Mia had some reserves for that. Besides, it will not be appropriate for Grandma Clarisse and Joe to know the news through the media rather than being told privately and personally. This, then, was their personal dilemma – how do they tell Grandma and Joe; let alone the entire nation?

"Maybe we could go MIA for a few months until after the baby is born," Nicholas suggested candidly, and Mia swatted him playfully on his head. That action warranted a look of panic on Nicholas's face.

"What?"

"Mia."

"Seriously, Nicholas, I'm pregnant, not terminally ill. Stop being so … Oh, I don't know, over-protective?"

"Oh, so I'm not allowed to care for my wife and her well-being anymore?"

Mia rolled her eyes slightly.

"Nicholas, I know how to take care of myself. And I certainly can take care of myself, and with you here, I know nothing is going to happen to anything. So, if you could just be a little less uptight…"

He opened his mouth, wanting to reply when he saw Clarisse and Joe entering the kitchen as well, from the corner of his eye.

"Grandma, Joe," Mia greeted them, not meeting Clarisse's eyes – something that she's been doing for a few days now. She had, first of all, been feeling troubled on the issue of how to break the news to them, and secondly, guilty for the fact that Clarisse was not the first one to know the news. But Nicholas is my husband, she reasoned.

"Mia, Joseph and I were just walking around the palace, and I can see that Nicholas and yourself are doing the same," Clarisse stated, and got some cheesesticks from a plate that was on a table in the very kitchen. Mia managed a weak smile as her stomach felt a lurch.

"Grandma, Mia and I were just discussing about some very important things," Nicholas stated matter-of-factly. Mia turned away from the cheesesticks, as Clarisse handled it with a fork very delicately. Nicholas turned away as well, as Clarisse had fed Joe, instead of putting it in her own mouth to eat it.

"Well, then I guess we'd better go. We were just hungry, you see – Mia, are you alright? You look absolutely pale."

"I…" was all Mia could manage before running to the sink and throwing up all that she'd eaten for lunch. Clarisse and Joe looked shocked, and Nicholas rushed over immediately.

"I wonder why they call it morning sickness if it runs all day through," Mia lamented softly, after the whole spell of throwing up had ended and she had, more or less, cleaned herself up. She looked up to Clarisse, who still had her jaws hanging down, in a highly undignified manner.

"Morning -- Ah! Mia, are you…? I mean, that must be the only possibility!"

"Well, Grandma… I am." Sheepishly, Mia said, then tears welled up in her eyes. Darned hormones! She thought. Without giving it a second thought, she went forward and hugged Clarisse, who broke into a big smile.

A/N: So, watch'a guys think? Should I continue? Next up, and last in the series - Lilly's reaction D Wheee. In the meantime, go R/R my other fics :D Do tell me what you think of my WIPs (Found in my bio) and if you'd like them to be published, because, well, if there isn't any strong audience interest, I don't think it'll be worth it to publish :D