OMFG. It's been HOW LONG since I updated??
HOLY FLIPPIN' FISHCAKES WITH A SIDE OF POOP!
Oh, real mature, dipstick!
I'm SOO SORRY! I have so many stories to finish, and, unfortunately, I had more inspiration for those then this one, but I'll try and finish it soon as possible!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything affiliated with "Hairspray the Movie". BRRAAAAP.
Our Love Story
Pregnant?
Penny lay snuggled against Link, a grin on her face. Then, she remembered.
With a start, she sat up and leapt out of the bed, pulling her clothes on hurriedly. Link hadn't stirred, still snoring gently.
Penny was dying to get out of here. What had happened between her and Link really was nice, but she knew her parents were going to be here soon and she wanted to leave before they arrived.
Once dressed, she wrote a quick note for Link and ran out, running downstairs. She had just got to the front door, and her fingertips were just touching the knob when…
"Going somewhere?"
She whirled around to see Link's father, her parents, and even Link's mother, sitting on the sofa. Link's mother, Lilly, looked pale and shell-shocked. Lionel, Link's dad, looked calm, but Penny could see a fire burning in his eyes. Her mother was crying, and her father was the one who had spoken.
"Pregnant?"
Link awoke, hugging something soft and warm to him. He smiled and kissed it, expecting it to be Penny. Imagine his surprise when he opened his eyes to see he was making out with his pillow. He let go of it quick and sat up, wondering where Penny was. As he got dressed, he heard raised voices downstairs.
"How could you be so foolish, Penelope?! Pregnant? You're 17 years old!"
"Technically, Daddy…" came a familiar meek voice, "I'm going to be 18 soon…"
Link swallowed hard and opened the door charging downstairs just in time to see Penny's dad raise a hand threateningly.
"Do…NOT…talk…back…to…me…Pen—"
He was cut off by Link Larkin stepping in front of Penny, a dark look on his face.
"Lower that hand and we'll be prepared to talk," he said, feeling Penny thread her fingers through his.
"You are not in the place to call the shots," Lionel spat, "Poor Daddy-to-Be,"
Link scowled, and deadpanned, "I believe we are, Dad. We're the expectant parents who are all too happy to make a mockery of the way you raised us."
All four parents fell silent, before Prudy took her husband's hand, and pulled her to sit beside him so he was not looking so threatening.
Link breathed a sigh of relief and gave Penny a tiny smile.
"Are you okay?" he whispered. Penny nodded dully.
"Okay, so start," Lilly said gently, the only rational parent, "Penny, how far along do you believe you are?"
All eyes were on Penny, and she gulped, squeezing Link's hand.
"About four weeks," she said timidly, "I only found out yesterday,"
To be honest, Link was impressed with Penny's lying skills, almost as much as he was impressed with his own.
"That's very new," Peter Pingleton said suddenly, "We could just…get rid of the problem,"
Penny's mouth fell open, "Daddy, no!"
Peter growled, "I think we, as responsible and more mature people, are to decide what's best for you, Penelope!"
Penny felt her lip wobble, much to her embarrassment, "But, Dad, abortions aren't Catholic!"
Prudy suddenly sighed, nodding, "She's right. If God has put this baby on the Earth, He must have a plan for it."
Peter looked horrified, "Yes! Maybe a plan for a holiday! Wouldn't this be the time Penny…'goes to visit a friend' for 9 months?"
While both fathers looked hopeful, Lilly and Prudy were both shaking their heads.
"No," Lilly said, glaring at her son, "My boy was stupid enough to get the girl pregnant in the first place, so I believe Penny shouldn't be the only one to be punished for it. People will know exactly what's going on if Penny just disappears and comes back 9 months later with a completely changed body,"
Penny felt herself blush practically maroon.
The men nodded their consent, and all 4 adults looked at the slowly-shrinking back teenagers.
"You'll have to get married," Lionel said dully. Penny and Link looked at each other, and Link smiled softly.
"Actually, Dad, that's what we were planning on doing ever since we found out," he mumbled.
"It's good to hear such responsibility, considering your actions," Prudy spat.
Everyone stood in a silence, before Peter repeated, "Pregnant?"
5 Days Later…
It seemed everything was going according to plan. Peter and Prudy had arranged a wedding date for their teenage kids in 15 days, exactly (yes, Penny was counting!). Penny was going in for her "6-week appointment" soon.
She was going to have to convince the doctor to keep her secret, and just to run a pregnancy test on her. The day was exactly 2 weeks after Penny and Link hopefully had actually conceived.
Penny was standing by the television shop. The owner had retired, and his new manager was young and naïve, and (before they'd broken as friends), Penny and Tracy had convinced him they had been given permission by the owner to stand outside the windows and watch the T.V. sets, and that's what she was doing. She was watching the news when she thought she heard someone yelling her name. She looked left, right and back again, but couldn't see anyone familiar, so she went back to watching television. Unfortunatly, she didn't choose to look behind her, and suddenly someone grabbed her roughly by the shoulder and spun her around, and Penny was met with the angry faces of Tracy Turnblad and Seaweed Stubbs.
She gulped. She had been managing to avoid them; school was out for summer, and she had been moping around either her house or Link's pretending to be 'sad little pregnant teenager'.
Well, she thought, Time to face the music.
She opened her mouth to say something, but Tracy spoke first.
"The nerve!!" she exclaimed, stamping a foot, her face flushed bright red. Penny pushed down the urge to call her a big, ripe tomato.
When did I turn into Amber, anyways?
"The nerve of you to turn up here! Where have you been??" Tracy shouted, gesturing angrily at Seaweed, "Leaving him alone! What the hell is wrong with you?"
"Please, Penny!" Seaweed suddenly cried, making both girls jump, "Just…just put this on!"
Penny's eyes widened as she noticed he was holding out the ring. More specifically, her engagement ring.
"I can't," she breathed, stepping backwards, so her back was against the wall.
"Why not?" he pleaded, stepping so close that she could feel his warm breath on her face, "You said 'yes'. You said you'd marry me. You said!"
"The…the situation has changed, I'm afraid," she mumbled, sidling sideways away from him.
"Please!" Seaweed said again, grabbing her hand, and trying to force the ring on her finger.
"I can't!" she yelled, attempting to snatch her hand away.
"What is it then?" he demanded.
"I'm going to have a baby!" Penny suddenly cried, pushing Seaweed away from her.
Seaweed and Tracy's jaws both dropped. Seaweed had paled, and Tracy's redness was fading as she returned to normal colour. Penny blushed and she turned to walk away.
"I hate you," Seaweed whispered brokenly. Penny paused, tears threatening to spill down her cheeks.
"You whore," Tracy added, "A little Penny and Link baby, hmm?"
Penny spun around, one stray tear falling down her cheek, "At least he wanted me, Tracy Turnblad,"
Tracy's face looked stricken at this, and Penny was very close to falling to her knees and begging for an apology, before both her old friends turned on their heels and walked away. She faintly heard Seaweed hiss to Tracy.
"Did she…she is…pregnant?"
9 Days Later…
Penny sat in the doctor's waiting room, holding a handkerchief to her mouth, her mother sitting besides her flicking through a magazine.
For the last couple of days, she had felt terrible. She was vomiting, and she felt tender all over and she couldn't eat anything but cucumber and peanut butter which really was a horrible combination.
What scared her more was that her father had sighed and muttered, "Its official. She's pregnant,"
Maybe it meant that she really was going to have a baby! A child…her own little creation…
Well, her and Link's.
But she would be only 2 weeks pregnant. Her parents think she's 6, so these signs are normal, but Penny was very worried something was wrong.
"Ms. Pingleton?"
Penny looked up to see the doctor standing in the doorway to the examination room, smiling and holding a clipboard.
"Come on through," he beamed. Penny stole a glance at her mother, before getting up and following the doctor into the room. Prudy had decided she'd sit out on this one.
"So, this is your 6-week examination, am I right, Penelope?" the doctor asked, stealing what could be interpreted as a scornful look at the young 'mother-to-be'.
"No," Penny replied bluntly. She and Link had already decided what to say.
Dr. Finchmen looked confused, "It says here…"
"I'm sorry, sir," Penny interrupted, gesturing for him to take a seat, which he did, "But…you see, I lied,"
Finchmen's eyes widened, "Lied? Why would you lie about having a baby?"
Penny sat down and, with a sigh, began retelling the whole tale, from the point of accepting Seaweed's proposal, to figuring out the plan with Link. At the end of it, the doctor looked thoroughly shocked.
"Sir?" Penny asked tentatively, "What do you think?"
"I think you have had a bit of a rough time getting with Link," Finchmen replied with a smile, his old blue eyes twinkling, before he sighed seriously, "But, you do know that I can't lie about this, not to your family…"
"Please!" Penny begged, suddenly jumping forward and grabbing his hand, "Look, I don't even know if I am pregnant yet, but you've gotta help us! My mother believes I'm six weeks pregnant, and it's too late to lie! They'll never forgive me if they find out!"
"But, Penny, this is a big deal! You're talking about a baby! A child—"
"I know! And I know it was stupid, and is a huge responsibility, but at least we would've planned the kid unlike some silly junkie mother who just winds up pregnant!" Penny yelled, real emotion getting into her face and voice, and suddenly she broke down into tears, collapsing onto the examination table.
Dr. Finchmen looked uncomfortable and unsure of what to do, before he got up and went to the sobbing teenager's side, putting a gentle hand on her back.
"It's, okay, Penny…" he stammered, before sighing, "I'll do the examination and see if you are pregnant. If you are, I'll lie for you,"
She looked up, sad blue eyes meeting his, "And if I'm not?"
He smiled, "Then, in a couple of days, you'll suffer a 'miscarriage',"
She nodded, smiling slightly as the doctor prepared to give his examination.
Link paced his living room, nervous. What if she wasn't pregnant?
What if the doctor refused to lie for them?
So many ways the plan could backfire!
"Son, sit down," Lionel barked, "It'll be fine,"
Link was about to reply when there was a knock on the door and Prudy and Penny entered.
"How'd it go??" Lilly asked, beating Link to the punch.
"Great." Prudy said sarcastically, unable to keep the bitterness out of her voice, "Everything's going just splendid,"
Link's eyes widened and he looked at Penny, who grinned back. His face split into a grin and he ran forward scooping her into a hug.
"You're pregnant?" he whispered in her ear.
"Yes," she replied quietly, "It may be a rough pregnancy due to very early symptoms, but he thinks they may have been caused by stress,"
Link chuckled and kissed her cheek.
"Okay then," Lionel said loudly, breaking the couple apart, "I suppose your wedding is going full steam ahead. Congratulations,"
DUN DUN DUUUUUUUN!
They're getting married! XD
Again, sorry for the long wait. But, this was a long and kinda eventful chapter, so please review, chickies! X3