"Morning Daph." Fred looked up to see Daphne coming into the room.
"Don't say morning." Daphne groaned.
"Why?" Fred pulled Daphne on his lap.
"It relates to morning sickness."
"I thought that phase was over."
"So did I. But then I threw up." Daphne made a face.
"Oh. Okay." Fred smiled. "Would you like to eat outside, or with your parents?" Daphne got up and pulled up a chair to sit next to Fred.
"Hmm. Sit with my parents, who just had a fight with my husband, or enjoy the freezing cold weather outside. Both sound really fun."
"Actually, it's around eighty degrees today."
"Did I mention I love eating outside?" She said sarcastically.
"Come on, sweetie. It'll be fun."
"Fine."
"That a girl." Fred held out his hand to help her up. She glared at him.
"Shut up. I'm not your dog." Daphne took his hand, pulling herself up. Fred cupped her chin and kissed her nose before walking out the door.
"I know."
"Freddie, I'm hungry." Daphne whined. She let go of his hand. "How long until we can eat?"
"Ten minutes, twenty-three seconds." He said, looking at his watch. "Why don't we start heading back to the house?"
"Sure." Fred took Daphne's hand. They walked for about a minute in silence, until Daphne started to talk. "I went to Shaggy's house yesterday."
"What did you talk about?"
"Stuff."
"What kind of stuff?" Daphne stopped walking and turned to look at Fred. She took a deep breathe.
"About him being in love with me." Fred stopped abruptly and looked at her.
"Is he still in love?"
"I-I don't know. Maybe." She bit her lip. She wanted to cry. Everything was so wrong. Fred was angry, Shaggy might be in love with her, and her parents were considering a divorce. A tear fell down from her cheek and onto the ground. Fred didn't say anything, but just held her. "Why is life so unfair?"
"Maybe so we can realize all of the good things about life." Daphne nodded, putting her head on his chest.
"I love you."
"I love you too."
"Let's go eat."
"I guess it'll be awkward the next time we see Shaggy." Daphne nodded. "But he'll find it awkward too, which is good."
"It can be an awkward party. Yay!" Daphne drank some tea. Fred sighed. "You can't blame me for being like this! I can't help it! I didn't make myself pregnant!"
"No, you had a little help on that part." George sat down next to Fred. Daphne smirked. Fred made a face at her.
"Ah, another reason why young couples don't last." Elizabeth sat down next to Daphne. Fred sighed. Daphne tried to kick him.
"Ouch! Daphne, what was that for?" George exclaimed. Daphne and Fred burst out laughing. Elizabeth frowned, and immediately that stopped.
"Why don't we play a game?" She asked. Daphne looked at Fred.
"A…game?" Fred made a face. Elizabeth nodded.
"Your only about five months, right Daphne?" Daphne opened her mouth to speak, but her mother cut her off. "Good. This will be alright then." Elizabeth smiled.
"Actually, I'm only three."
"Oh, your quite big."
"I'm having twins."
"Oh. Well that's a good reason." Daphne nodded. She smiled. Fred looked at her. She motioned to the house.
"I'm done." Fred stood up.
"Me too." Daphne stood up and joined Fred. They walked into the house, leaving George and Elizabeth together.
"Do you know what they're up to?"
"No."
"Neither do I." George said.
"Fred's a nice boy."
"I guess. Shaggy's would have been better though."
"Oh, George, Daphne never going to leave Fred! When will you realize that? They're happy together. They're expecting twins. What more could they want? They have a nice house, good neighbors; do I need to go on?"
"I guess not."
"Good."
"So Daph, why were you smiling?" Fred shut the door behind him.
"I had an idea." She smiled.
"About what?"
"Getting my parents back together."
"Remember when you tried to get Velma and Shaggy together?"
"Yes. But that didn't count! Velma was dating Patrick."
"They got really mad at you."
"I know." Daphne sighed. "I guess I'll stop."
"I didn't mean that you had to stop. Just be more careful this time, okay?" Daphne smiled.
"Will you help out this time? I don't want to look like the only fool."
"So you want your husband to be the fool."
"Possibly." She smiled. Fred shook his head. Daphne leaned up to kiss him. Fred picked her up and carried her to the elevator. They went up to their bedroom. Fred set her down. "Mmmm. Freddie, I'm kind of tired. Maybe we should lie down for a while." She smirked.
"We should." They walked over to the bed and collapsed into the purple covers.
"We should go find out what they're up to." Elizabeth said.
"They've been gone for a long time."
"Too long."
"Let's go investigate." They both laughed. They stood up and walked inside.
"Where's their bedroom?"
"I think on the top floor."
"Let's try it." They got into the elevator. It shut behind them, enclosing them in a mixture of Daphne's perfumes. They got to the top floor fairly quickly. Elizabeth walked out into the library.
"Where's their bedroom?"
"Maybe up there?" George pointed to the stairs.
"Maybe." Elizabeth and George walked up the stairs and into Daphne and Fred's bedroom.
Daphne sat up. She thought she had heard something. Fred sat up, kissing her neck. "Freddie, did you hear something?"
"No." She shrugged, and turned her head to meet Fred's kisses. She put her arms around his neck and climbed onto his lap.
"It's too dark in here" George turned on the light, and found the door handle. "Here we go." He opened the door. He could hear Fred and Daphne's voices. They were talking, but he couldn't make out any of the words. He paused.
"Hurry up, George." He opened the door all the way, and gasped. Daphne looked up and quickly pulled the blankets tighter around her.
"Daddy!"
"Daphne!" Elizabeth yelled.
"What're you doing?" George asked.
"What does it look like we're doing? A three year old could figure it out!" Daphne got up with a blanket around her, leaving Fred in the bed. Luckily, he had already covered himself, knowing what was coming.
"Why would you do it?"
"Well, let's see... Here's a good answer. Because I can!"
"Isn't this awkward!" Elizabeth turned around, shaking her head.
"I wasn't the one who barged in on Fred and me. We should be upset, not you."
"I second that opinion!" Fred called from the bed.
"We should go George." Elizabeth tugged on his arm.
"You can't tell me what to do." George shook his head in disgust and left the room. Elizabeth followed, smiling apologetically at Daphne.