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"Mr. Gilligan? You can see your wife now." said a certain doctor, knowing very well that Mr. Gilligan's wife was his own daughter. "She's done with the sticthin', and staplin' and the feedin', and aawww, you know what I'm talking about!"

Hoagie P. Gilligan, Jr, now 27-years-old, ran into the delivery room, quickly thanking his father-in-law on the way.

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"Come on, Kuki, you can do it. Breathe, that's it, just like we practiced." said our favorite little (though not so little anymore, considering he is now 6ft tall. Are you surprised? Just look at his dad!!) aussie, his hand turning purple from his wife squeezing the life out of it. He was about 6ft tall, with hair falling in his eyes in a bowl cut. He was covered from head to toe in scrubs.

"OH COME ON WALLY! YOU DON'T KNOW PAIN, MR. TOUGH GUY!" screamed a beautiful young woman, Japanese, with long black hair in a practical bun. The bun wasn't so practical now, though. It had sweat running through it, and strings of it were hanging in her face.

"It's okay, just one more push, Mrs. Beatles. There we go-"

"Waaahh! Wahhhh!"

"Congratulations, you have given birth to a beautiful baby boy. Wait, there's another one!"

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"Isn't she beautiful, Nigel?" said a beautiful blonde, breast-feeding her newborn baby girl in the hospital, while her other friends were still in labor. (Just pretend this is a weird phenomenon. I mean, it the "Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants", they were all born on the same day!)

"Just as beautiful as her mum." said a still-bald Nigel, admiring both his new daughter, and his wife.

"And just as beautiful as her dad, if it were proper to call a guy beautiful."

The 2 just smiled, and watched as their newborn fell asleep in her mothers arms.

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"Abby? You okay?" said a not-so-fat-anymore Hoagie, peeking in on his wife to check on her.

"Yeah, Abby's just fine." Abby held 2 newborns in her hands. One girl, one boy, both sleeping in their mothers arms. "You wanna hold one, 2?"

Hoagie shrugged. "Well, considering their both our responsibility, I should take half the load!" he started to laugh at his own joke, while Abby groaned. Just then, the girl started making a noise. At first they were panicked, but then realized, she was… laughing!

"Well, this one's definitely YOUR daughter, if she'd laugh at somethin' like that."

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"Okay, Kuki, now I PROMISE this is the last push. I doubt we'll have quintuplets."

"Wally, I'm trying to stay calm, but 3 would be triplets. SO LEARN HOW TO COUNT ALREADY!"

"Waaah! Waah!"

The doctor laughed, "Don't worry, Mrs. Beatles, they're only twins. A boy and a girl, both beautiful!"

Wally asked, "Hey, doc. Do you mean that, or do you say to all the baby's, even if they ugly?"

"WALLY!"

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(I can't believe that fit perfectly!)

"Nigel?" asked a blonde woman in a hospital bed, holding a sleeping baby.

"Yeah, Sarah? Or, should I say Mum?" chuckled a bald man sitting next to the woman.

"What do think of Jennifer?"

"My mum? What about her?"

"No! As a name for our daughter. I think it fits her. It sounds like a leaders name."

Nigel looked puzzled for a minute, then he smiled. "I think it fits her too."

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"Well, 2. No question what the boy's going to be named. Who else will carry on the name 'Hoagie P. Gilligan'?"

"Awww, I wanted to name the girl that!"

Once again, the baby girl did that little laugh, obviously having her father's lame sense of humor.

"Nah, I'm kiddin'. 'Hoagie P. Gilligan the third'. I wish that was MY name, it sounds so powerful!" said Hoagie, trying as best he could to do a powerful pose with a baby girl in his arms.

"You know, for once, you're right. I bet he'll be a great second-in-command for something. Being YOUR son, a leader is out of the question." Hoagie laughed for a minute, then realized what she said.

"HEY! Anyway, how about, tuhtuhtuh (that supposed to be a clicking sound that people make when they're thinking), Emily?"

"Yeah. Emily Gilligan. Sounds like a scientists name, doesn't it?"

"Yeah, I guess it does."

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"So, Kuki. Whadowe name 'em?"

"Well," thought Kuki, after a while, a smile came into her eyes, "You know what I always wanted to name my kids, if I had twins?"

"What?"

"Taka and Tara. One name from my country, and one from yours."

"Are you saying, you've ALWAYS wanted to have kids with me?"

Kuki just blushed and said, "Oh, like you haven't!"

Now it was Wally's turn to blush. "Well, anyway, those names fit. Taka and Tara Beatles. I like it."