The babies meet the Parents
Summary: Six women fall pregnant at six different times and three Marauders are born. What about the remaining three? Who are they? Twelve lives are about to be changed…forever. First in a series.
Disclaimer: I have come to the conclusion that the wishing isn't working out too good so I'm changing my tactics and I am going to say If Only...I don't own My Little Pony either.
Written By: Aaralyn.
Date: 27th September 1959
Chapter Five: Evans' Baby Boom
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Amy Evans looked up from her magazine to a rather interesting sight. Her youngest child, a daughter of 3 called Petunia, was seated on her sleeping father's chest, drawing over his face with a vivid orange lipstick and her older brother, 6 year old Robyn, was seated in the far corner of the lounge, trying to put curlers in the dog's ears. Toastin, the family's yorkie puppy, yelped in surprise and ran to Amy's feet, where she cowered.
"Toastin, come here." Beckoned Robyn as the dog backed slowly further under the kitchen chair. Amy quickly scooped the tiny dog up and removed the bows, curlers and other various items from the dog's coat.
"Robyn, that's cruel, you know Toastin doesn't like it! Now go run me a bath for her." Amy ordered, but in a tone that the children knew only too well. It meant that their mother wasn't angry or upset with them, it just mean the children had done something silly and they needed to know not to do it again.
On the sofa, Sam's eyes twitched so Petunia hastily climbed down and went to hide the lipstick wherever she may've found it. Amy rolled her eyes as Sam awoke.
"You know Sam, orange really isn't your colour." She said, trying to look and sound deadly serious as she walked out of the room with Toastin in her arms. Sam had a confused expression on his face but hurried to the mirror.
"Excuse me Amy darling but I have a daughter to kill." He said with false anger as he ran from the room. Soon enough the whole bungalow was filled with Petunia's childish squeals and begs for mercy.
Amy chuckled at her daughter and husband and walked into the bathroom opposite Petunia's bedroom to find Robyn dithering about how exactly to run a bath for such a small dog. This caused Amy's giggles to turn into laughs as she turned the shower on and began bathing the hyperactive puppy. Robyn asked to be excused and Amy nodded him off. Wondering where he was off to, she heard a loud scream and then a desperate cry. Petunia's cry.
"Don't worry Amy, I got it!" Sam called from the opposite room. The crying calmed to nothing as Amy lifted the wet shivering bundle from the bathtub and wrapped her up in a small fluffy hand towel.
"What happened?" Amy called back once she was sure she could be heard. No answer came so once she was sure Toastin was dry and content, she walked into the bedroom. It was a nice scene, the type you expect on cards and whatnot.
Sam was seated on Petunia's 'My Little Pony' bedspread and was leaning on the matching wall paper. Petunia was being cradled and Robyn was under Sam's other arm, resting his head on his father's chest, all fast asleep. Toastin sat at the foot of the bed barking so Amy strolled over and put her on Petunia's tummy, where she curled up and fell asleep, joining the others. Amy managed to resist getting her camera.
Amy's stomach lurched. She staggered but caught herself before she fell. Running for the bathroom, she stopped to close the bedroom door on her way out as not to alarm the children or worry Sam. She locked the bathroom door and leant over the toilet.
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A while later, Sam awoke and tucked the children into their respective beds. Leaving Toastin with Petunia, he went in search of his wife. Seeing the lounge, kitchen and dining room, this only left the bathroom.
Tapping gently on the locked door left him with no response. Calling out to Amy got him a "Go Away." Threatening to break the door down got an unlocked door. Asking what was wrong got him a slap round the face from a very hormonal wife.
Rubbing his red cheek, he followed tentatively. Wanting an answer but not another slap, he decided to either choose his questions carefully or to hold his wife down and force the answer out. He decided the first one may hurt less.
"Amy, talk to me. What's up?" Sam asked, making sure he was out of the way when he did. Tears welled up in Amy's eyes as she recalled the night's events. She quickly rushed back to the bathroom and bolted the door.
She searched around for a while, unable to find the desired item. She came across several carrier bags, all the wrong ones, containing shampoos, soaps and toothpastes.
Then she found it.
The pregnancy test.
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Sam was pacing the hallway, waiting for Amy to emerge. Scratching bought him back to reality and it took him a moment to identify it as Toastin. The door had been left open as it was a pleasant September evening but he followed her to the small garden, where she ran around for a bit before trotting inside, bringing with her a small chew toy. She walked back into Petunia's room and settled once more on her bed. Sam shut and locked the door and walked back up the hall.
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By the time all of this was over, Amy was back in her room. Sam entered cautiously but couldn't resist asking his wife once more.
"Amy, what's up? You haven't been right for days now. Maybe you should go to the doctor." Sam asked and winced slightly as Amy lifted her hand out from under the duvet but she placed it lovingly on the red mark on his cheek and a tear rolled down her face.
"I'm so sorry Sam. I didn't mean to hit you." She whispered, removing her hand from his cheek to his own hand. She clutched it tightly and leant on his chest, listening to his heartbeat.
"That doesn't matter." Sam said, clutching her hand. "What matters is there's something wrong with you and you should go to the doctors." He beckoned, bracing for a slap that never came. Amy laughed softly. The laugh that made Sam's heart melt.
"I don't need to go to a doctor Sam. I promise." She smiled at her husband as he leant towards her and kissed her passionately. Amy guided his hand to her stomach and he pulled away and looked at her.
"You don't mean?" He asked nervously. The smile spread across Amy's face as she nodded, giggling again. Sam wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tight before kissing her passionately.
"Amy Evans, I love you so much, just like I love Robyn, Petunia, Toastin and the new baby."
Amy smiled.
Everything was okay in the Evans' world.
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A/N: Well that's Lily on the way. And yeh, for good measure we gave them an older brother. That's mainly for something later…Please don't kill us.
