While Michelle and Kimmy Gibbler were at the mall, Joey and Valencia spent the day at the beach. It was a relatively warm day, so it was perfect for walking in the soft sand and being romantic. "I can't believe that you are going to have a baby, Valencia," said Joey quietly in her ear as they shared their picnic lunch on the warm beach.
"Neither can I. I am so excited. Why don't we think of names, huh?" asked Val.
"Sure. How about Joey if it's a boy and Valencia if it's a girl"
"No, Joey. I don't want our kids named after us, be serious. I like the name Christopher if it's a boy and Trisha if it's a girl."
"I like those names too. How about middle names?"
"Christopher John and Trisha Jennifer."
"Perfect. I love it. I love you."
"I love you too, Joey. I'm glad we think alike."
Joey kissed his bride on the lips and went back to eating his hamburger. Joey smiled as he thought of the day that he and Valencia met.
Joey and Jesse were at the radio station when their guest came in. She was there to talk about the charity drive at the park on that Saturday. Joey was smitten with the woman and after the show, he asked her out. Eight months later, they got married. Now, she was pregnant with his child. Their child.
Jesse and Becky were in the attic, helping the twins with their cleaning at the time. The boys and their parents had made a big mess playing "hide the toy". In that game, one person would hide a toy and the other three would tear apart the room trying to look for it. The twins had made a big mess with their toy hiding, and Jesse and Becky helped clean it all up.
After the mess was cleaned up, the exhausted boys fell asleep. "Jess," said Becky when the boys were asleep.
"Hmm?" Jesse answered her.
"The boys are asleep. What do you want to do?"
"A little of this," answered Jesse, and he kissed Becky on the lips. "Have mer-cy!" said Jesse when their lips parted.
"Have mercy indeed," replied Becky. Jesse and Becky fell upon the bed and curled up next to each other.
"My baby," said Jesse, drawing circles on Becky's tummy.
"Our baby. Honey, I am so excited. I love you so much.
"If it's a boy, can we name him Elvis?"
"No. We will name him Prescott."
"Did we not already get into the Prescott discussion? I'm not naming our son Prescott."
"Fine. I'll pick the first name, you pick the middle name."
"Elvis. Elvis is the middle name."
"Fine. The first name is Harry."
"Harry? Someone would tease him at school and say he has a Harry—"
"Jess," Becky cut him off, "Fine. Frank. Frank Elvis. How's that?"
"Just fine, babe," replied Jesse, "Frank Elvis"
"Now, You pick the first name for a girl, and I'll pick the middle name."
"Pricilla," answered Jesse immediately.
Becky sighed. "Fine, Pricilla. Pricilla Janice."
"After your cow?" asked Jesse with a smile playing on his face.
"Yup," Becky giggled. The couple cuddled up and talked quietly until they fell asleep.
Meanwhile, Danny and Vicky were busy cooking dinner. "Let's have a total Italian meal, dear," suggested Vicky.
"Okay," replied Danny.
The two went out shopping and bought spaghetti, chicken breasts, Italian sausage, tomato and basil sauce, garlic breadsticks, salad, and a tiramisu. They worked in the kitchen for over an hour to make chicken parmesan with spaghetti and Italian sausage.
"Dinner!" called Danny.