DISCLAIMER FOR CHAPTER 1: If I owned Cheaper by the Dozen, I would be submitting my stories to directors instead of websites.

DISCLAIMER FOR CHAPTER 2: You are psychotic if you think I own Cheaper by the Dozen.

DISCLAIMER FOR CHAPTER 3: If you haven't gotten the hint, I don't own Cheaper by the Dozen! But maybe you are psychotic. Oh and I don't own Barbie or Spiderman.

Kate and Tom were in the doctor's office one Monday morning. They were both terribly worried, something had gone wrong, it was already months and Kate looked no different.

"Kate and Tom Baker," the doctor said as he entered the room, "I'm your doctor today."

"Doctor," Kate sighed, "Something is terribly bad!"

"After seeing all your reports, on what you describe," the doctor replied, "I think you are not having a baby."

"What?" Tom asked. "What about lucky 13?"

"I'm sorry sir, you are not going to deliver this baby, in fact, you better not have any other babies," the doctor answered.

"No more at all?" Kate asked.

"No more," the doctor said again, "You can always adopt, of course."

"Adopt?" Tom and Kate looked at each other.

"Yeah, you know, where you go the orphan home and…"

"Yes we know," Tom interrupted, "But, do you think we should?"

"Of course, I mean if you want to," the doctor suggested. "It would save a child's life if you really wanted another baby."

"Do you think we should?" Tom asked Kate.

Charlie went to football practice on the same day and was in the locker room.

"Oh my Gosh, so I like, shouldn't ask her out?" Charlie overheard another guy ask.

"No way," a familiar voice responded, "Her family is whacked."

"Darn," the first guy said, "she's hot."

Charlie looked over to where the voices came from. Cody, the same Cody Lorraine dated, was talking to a good-looking guy. Charlie gasped.

"What do you want, Baker?" Cody asked.

"Holy Crud, you're Lorraine's brother?" the guy, who Charlie knew as David, said.

"Yeah, and don't listen to what he says," Charlie replied, "I think Lorraine would like to go out with you."

"Yeah whatever, Baker," Cody answered.

"Really?" David asked.

"Don't listen to him!" Cody demanded.

"Fine, whatever, you will never get to know the real Lorraine through us!" Charlie said and went back to his business.

Henry stood by his locker, waiting for Danielle to pass by. When she finally did, she had said to him, "hey," but he didn't respond. Henry wasn't good with girls; he always froze up and became nervous. He had to ask someone about it, but who? Charlie was never home, Tom wasn't either, and all the other boys were younger. Henry went out to the front of the school and sat on the cement steps.

"Hey," Sarah said.

"Hi," Henry mumbled, "How come I can't talk to girls?"

"You can talk to me," Sarah answered, "If that helps."

"But you're my sister!" Henry exclaimed. "Danielle Summers, she's so nice but I'm a jerk, I can't say 'hi' to her!"

"Dude, chill out," Sarah replied. "It's just as hard for me to talk to boys."

"Yeah, but boys are like your best friends," Henry said.

"You got it!" Sarah shouted. "You have to become a girl's best friend."

Henry raised an eyebrow, "I have to be a diamond?"

"No, silly," Sarah said, "You have to become her best friend, show her you're more of a friend you can go to the mall with or something."

"So I have to become her girlfriend?" Henry asked.

"Yes," Sarah replied. "Become a friend who she can talk to instead of kiss."

"Got it," Henry answered. "What do I do first?"

"You ask her to go the mall with you," Sarah answered.

"Kimmy, where is my stupid color book?" Mike asked Kimmy as he entered the kitchen.

Kimmy shuffled some papers around and then said, "I don't know."

Mike went into the living room, "Where is my color book?" he asked Jessica.

"Kimmy had it last!" Jessica answered.

"What does she want with a Spiderman color book?" Mike asked.

"Um, I don't know!" she ran off.

Mike sat on the couch, "I'll never find it now."

Suddenly, something shimmered out of the corner of his eye. He turned his head towards it and found a golden statue piled up high on top of some papers. The trophy read:

To Mike, for never giving up.

Mike realized that this was from his baseball coach from last year; he had never quit anything regarding baseball. He smiled and once again went after his color book. Eventually, he found it, Kimmy confessed, and he spent the rest of his day coloring the pictures and tearing them out and then putting them on the walls of his room.

Jake moaned as he lay on his bed. Why did this have to happen to me? He thought. Sarah entered the room and sat at the end of his bed.

"You know," she said, "Girls dig you when you're helpless."

"That is so true," Lorraine agreed when she walked into the room. "I remember when Damian from Midland broke his arm; I got to carry his books for him everyday."

"Really?" Jake asked. "I'm not even interested in girls!"

"But you will be," Lorraine answered.

"Yeah, I wasn't even interested in guys until I met the right one, Daniel Fields," Sarah sighed.

"Whatever happened to him?" Lorraine asked.

"He's on vacation," Sarah replied. "We're going out when he gets back."

"So anyways," Jake interrupted, "you guys think there's a girl out there for me?"

"Yeah," Lorraine said, "And she's waiting to carry your books." Sarah and Lorraine left Jake to think about what they said. Jake finally put it all together and he was all ready to go to school the next day.

The next day at school, Jake had some difficulty opening his locker. He looked around to see if anyone would help him. He looked down the hallway and saw Kristen Choler coming towards him.

"Do you need help?" the beautiful blonde with blue eyes asked.

Jake nodded, "I can't open this stupid locker with these stupid crutches."

"That's okay," Kristen smiled, "I'm in like a lot of your classes, so I'll help you, I mean, if that's okay?"

Jake smiled, "Yeah, it is fine with me."

So Kristen did anything Jake couldn't do, and Jake really tried so he wouldn't have to make her do everything. After school, Kristen waited with him until his dad came.

"Thank you for everything," Jake said.

"Oh, you're welcome," Kristen blushed. "At least you tried."

"I really shouldn't have been riding my skateboard in the house," Jake said.

"You skateboard?" Kristen asked him. "I love skateboarding!"

"You skateboard?" Jake asked in disbelief. "I skated right out of my mom's belly!"

Kristen laughed, "Well, that's my mom, I got to go."

"Bye," Jake said after her.

He went home and as much difficulty that he had getting up the stairs, he fell on top of his bed and laughed. Sarah and Lorraine were actually right.

Nora went to work one day, and noticed someone standing by her desk. "Excuse me?" she asked.

"Oh, hi," the man said, "You must be Nora Baker."

"That I am," Nora said, "Who are you?"

"I'm Randy Smith, from Smith's cars," the man answered.

"Oh, right," Nora laughed, "I forgot you were coming today."

"That's okay, Ms. Baker," Randy smiled, "Let's get to work, shall we?"

"Oh yes, and you can call me Nora."

A/N: If most of you have seen the first movie, you know that Nora works at an ad agency.

After Nora finished talking statistics and blah, Mr. Smith got up from his chair and said, "Hey, Nora, how about we get some dinner sometime?"

"For business, sure," Nora agreed.

"Not for business, hotcakes," Randy said, left her his card and walked off. Nora stood with her mouth open wide and staring at him as he walked off.

"Did he just call me hotcakes?" she asked aloud.

Jeremy from the next cubicle over answered, "Yep."

Mark sat on his bed, staring at the empty frog tank. Sure, since Beans his family had gotten better, but he still felt alone. Normally, you would tell him to go make friends or get a girlfriend, but people didn't understand him that much. He really wished he had another frog.

"I wish I had another frog," Mark said aloud.

There was a flash of light, and then a woman's body appeared in the air. "Mark," she said, "Your wish has been granted." She disappeared.

Mark was left staring at a frog croaking in Beans' tank. He smiled. The creature appeared again. "I am your mystical fairy, whatever you wish shall be done," the glowing pink flash of light said.

"I wish I was cool," Mark said. The pink light flashed and when he looked down at his clothes, they turned to gangster style and the phone suddenly rang.

"Hey Mark," the bully from the movie said, "Come to my party on Friday, please?"

"Alright!" Mark said into the receiver. The phone rang more and more times, and Mark had to turn some people down, but he definitely felt cool.

Lorraine answered the door one afternoon to a boy from her high school standing on her porch. She recognized him as David from Charlie's football team. His brown eyes sparkled off the reflection of hers, his brown wavy hair danced in the slight breeze that passed, and his mouth was struggling for words to say.

"Do you, I mean, you can if you want to, um, go," David stammered.

"What time?" Lorraine asked, knowing what he meant.

"How about," David racked his brain, "I'll pick you up at 7 on Friday in my corvette?"

"Awesome, what are we doing?" Lorraine asked.

"Dinner and movies?" David asked.

Lorraine nodded, "I'll see you on Friday then."

Jessica and Kimmy stood outside, waiting for the mail to come. They waited and waited, when finally the man wearing the blue uniform strode up and handed the mail to Kimmy and Jessica. They both shrieked as they tore through the mail, they were waiting for their letters to the makers of Barbie to write back. Finally, Jessica spotted the bright pink envelope with the huge BARBIE on it. They had entered a sweepstakes, allowing them to go to Hollywood and live in a Barbie world. Kimmy tore open the envelope.

Jessica read the letter out loud:

"Dear Kimberly and Jessica,

We are greatly excited for you, you have won the trip for two to Hollywood, California, where you will spend a week as a V.I.P. including going to movie premieres. You have also earned $1,000 to spend on a shopping spree in Hollywood. Also, as the grand prize winners, you will receive 200 Barbie dolls of your choice delivered to your house upon your return. A limousine will come pick you up next week, Tuesday.

Sincerely,

Barbie Inc."

Kimmy and Jessica shrieked as they jumped up and down they ran inside and started packing immediately. They told everyone, and waited for their departure next week.

Sarah stood outside her school, just waiting for Serena and her crew to come pick on her now. Serena stood on the corner of the sidewalk, when she noticed Sarah out of the corner of her eye. Sarah smiled, and Serena walked over to her.

"So, Sarah," Serena laughed. "Where are your imaginary sisters?"

"You met Nora," Sarah answered.

"Yeah," Serena agreed, "But where is this almighty Lorraine you talk about?"

"Right there," Sarah pointed across the parking lot, where Lorraine hopped out of Nora's car.

"Hi Sarah," she said, "This must be your adorable little friend, Serena."

"I am," Serena agreed, "You must be Lorraine, Sarah talks about you all the time."

"Yeah I know, and she talks about how mean you are too!" Lorraine accused.

"Me, mean?" Serena asked in disbelief.

"Shut up, little girl," Lorraine said to her, "and leave my sister alone!"

Sarah smiled and they walked to Nora's car, where they laughed the whole way home.

Nigel stood on top of Kyle's bed, "Ha, you can't get me now!" he said to Kyle.

"That's my bed!" Kyle shouted. "Get off!"

Kate walked into the room, "Guys, get off the beds." They obeyed. "I need to talk to you." The twins listened. "How would you feel if your father and I adopted a baby?"

"What's adopted?" Kyle asked.

"It's where you go to the place and you get a baby and you take it home and it's yours," Kate answered.

"Like a little baby?" Nigel asked.

"Or a big baby," Kate replied.

"I don't care," they both said. Kate smiled and went out of the room.

"Get off my bed!" Nigel screamed at Kyle, and then fired the pretend laser gun at him.

Kate and Tom gathered all the children downstairs. "Kids," Tom started, "Your mother and me want you to vote whether or not we should adopt a baby. We're not having a baby of our own."

The kids looked at each other. "Those who know what adopt means," Kate said, "tell those who don't know."

When the results came in, they all said yes, except for two, who said, what's adopting? The phone rang that moment.

"Hello?" Kate answered.

"Kate Baker?" the other end said.

"Dana?" Kate asked.

"Hi Kate, you still remember me from high school?"

"Yeah, oh my Gosh, why are you calling?"

"Well, my boyfriend and I had a baby, and I decided to put it up for adoption since he left me. The doctor said to call you."

"I'm so sorry that your boyfriend left. Is it a boy or a girl?"

"It's a girl, and her name is Megan. She's three years old, has blonde hair, and doesn't really need anything except a home and attention."

"I'll think about it and call you back."

"Okay, bye Kate."

"Bye Dana, it was nice to talk to you."

"You too, Kate," and she hung up.

"Tom," Kate turned toward him, "Do you remember my best friend Dana from high school?"

"Yeah, what about her?" Tom asked.

"She wants us to adopt her baby."

Okay end of chapter 3! I got through every Baker kid's point of view, yay me! Just push theGO! button, please!