"I wouldn't say that." Toby said, "Justin isn't that stupid, just slow..." Marti laughed.

"Yeah, and if he where any slower he'd be brain dead." He said.

"I think he already is." Mortimer stated. "Oh, Toby, earlier you said you wanted to talk to me. It sounded important."

"I'll tell you later, when we go home." Mortimer nodded.

"Ok." Marti looked back and forth between both of them, and now felt awkward.

"Do you want me to leave?" Toby shook her head.

"No its ok, we're going to be going home soon anyway." Toad sat down on the dry grass and pulled Toby onto his lap. She laughed slightly and kissed him silently on the lips.

"Ok, I'm going." Marti said, feeling like a third wheel. He got up and without looking back at the couple making out on the ground, started walking towards his house. Toad and Toby broke the kiss and looked at Marti and started laughing.

"So, what is it you wanted to tell me?" Toad asked, Toby thought about it for a moment.

"Morti, Do you remember when you said you would always stay with me no matter what happened?" Toad nodded. He really didn't like being called Morti, but when Toby said it, he really didn't mind. In fact he actually liked it. He looked at her waiting to continue. "Well, I want to tell you something and you have to promise not to get mad. Ok."

"I won't." Toad said.

"Promise?"

"Cross my heart and hope to croke!" She laughed and then slapped him in the arm.

"You better not hope to die!" Toby said, "I'd kill you."

"But I'd already be dead."

"Toad I'm trying to be serious."

"I'm sorry, what is it you wanted to tell me."

"Morti, I... I'm pregnant." Toad stared at her for a few moments letting her words sink in.

"O...K... Well, what do you want to do?"

"What do you mean what do I want to do?"

"Do you plan to keep it?" Toby thought about it.

"Maybe. Do you." Toad thought about it.

"I think having a baby would be nice." Toad thought. "But are you ready to take on the responsibility." Toby thought again. "Cause if you make the choice of abortioning it then you'll get depressed and if you put it up for adoption then you will spend your whole life wondering. Where is he? Is he in good hands? Does he have a good life."

"You keep on referring to it as a he? What makes you so sure it's a boy?"

"It's a boy." Toad said, simply. Toby laughed.

"As you say."

"So, we're keeping him?"

"Yes." Toad smiled and hugged her, and kissed her head.

"I love you." He said.

"I love you too."