Okay, so I haven't uploaded in a very very long time and I'm sorry for that, but I'm afraid that this is how it'll be from now on. When I started this fanfic I had plenty of time for writing since there was no school, but now there is and there's just too much of everything...! But don't worry, this DOES NOT mean I'll stop uploading, you'll just have to wait a bit longer and the chapters will probably be a bit shorter from now on.
It's a beautiful, peaceful morning. Christina and Will look so calm in their sleep- like there is nothing on their minds, no baby and no pregnancy.
Then, suddenly…
"WAKE UP!" a male voice screams, a sound of an air horn follows.
Will and Christina jump up, and are surprised to see Four standing in their room.
"I SAID I'D COME TO THE MONDAY APPOINTMENT, WHAT DO YOU WANT?!" Will yells, instinctively.
Christina can't even find words to describe her shock since it is still very early in the morning.
"Oh this is not about the appointment. This is about your life from now on! Get up! I want to see both of you outside that door in five minutes! GO!" Four demands.
"Leave us alone!" Christina cries and puts a pillow over her head.
Four walks over to the bed and grabs the pillow, smacking Christina in the head with it.
"If you keep on doing that you'll damage my brain, you know?" she mutters.
"GET. UP. NOW!" Four yells and storms out of their apartment. He waits in front of the door for four minutes and knocks on the door. "You better get ready! If I don't see you here in a minute I'm coming in and I don't care if you're still in your PJs cause then that's how you'll have to walk around the Pit for the rest of the day!"
Christina and Will open the door shortly after the message.
"Are you ready to go?" Four asks.
"Go where?"
"Doesn't matter now. Are you ready? Answer my question!"
"Yes."
"Good. Let's go have breakfast!"
Four takes them to the dinning room where he has already prepared some food.
"There's no one in here!" Christina notices.
"Yes, most people here at Dauntless usually have their breakfast a bit later…" Four replies, shrugging as they sit down at one of the tables.
"What does 'a bit' mean in this case?" asks Will.
"About… five? Five hours later I'd say!" Four says.
Christina takes a deep breath. "What time is it?"
"Five o'clock!"
"Yes. That's pretty much what I was expecting…"
"Now. You guys have to eat! It is going to be a long, dark day."
"Long, dark day?"
"Here is what your breakfast will look like now. Cereal… Oh, and not the tasty one, too much sugar's not healthy!" Four laughs, amused by himself. "And you will only drink water from now on, we're not going to risk with any juices… That could have unhealthy stuff in it… And guess what? Then you can have all the fruit that you want! Except when I tell you to stop. Too much is too much!"
Christina and Will give him both a confused and angry stare.
"Four, I get why Christina has to be on a special diet… But ME?" Will says.
"Let me ask you something, Will. If you were a newborn child, how would you feel if the first thing you would see is a fat, ugly father looking at you?" Four tilts his head to the side, raising his eyebrows.
"You callin' me ugly?! YO MAMMA'S UGLY!" Will yells at him.
"Now calm down! Calm down! I wanted to say you would be UGLY if you had a big blob of fat instead of your face!"
"Hey, that's rude to fat… I mean, CHUBBY! Chubby people!" Christina says.
"I am trying to make a point!"
"But Four, I'M DAUNTLESS. We work out. We don't 'get fat'!" Will says.
Four silences him with a raised hand. "No… There is a legend… Once upon a time, there was an Erudite. But he didn't feel like he was living in the right place for him! He loved to eat greasy food, especially… donuts." Four pauses dramatically. "Back then, there was a Doughnut faction, just so you know, and that is the place that appealed to our hero!"
"So he was a hero?" Will asks.
"Shhh! I'm telling a story!" Four glares at him. "So, this boy decided to choose the Doughnut faction at the Choosing Ceremony and abandon his family of skinny people who enjoyed Erudite's healthy food. But, alas! Our hero had a big, chubby hand that tended to shake a lot, especially when he ate too much jelly, and when the blood started dripping towards the bowl with dough, his hand moved and the blood ended up on the coals. So the boy had to live among the Dauntless! He proved body weight is not all that there is to him and survived the initiation. But to keep the doughnuts close to him, to remember his favorite food, he got a heart-shaped doughnut tattoo. Here, right over his heart…" Four puts his hands over the left side of his chest. "And that is the famous 'Doughnut Dude Legend'!" he finishes dramatically.
The silence after his speech is so intense, you can hear the three people blink.
Four looks at the other two with expectation.
"That's nice. Disturbing and weird, but nice… Yeah, um, Four? I'm not gonna get fat," Will tells him.
Four shrugs. "I'd still very much like you to eat healthy."
"I'm still very much not gonna do that."
"No?"
"No."
"But I think you are!" Four says, and pulls the famous magazine out of nowhere.
"Fine, I'll eat," Will takes his bowl of cereal and munches the food grumpily. "This tastes like paper, by the way!"
After breakfast, Four decides they can go rest for half an hour, but makes them go to the training room later. He tells them they will participate in weekly aerobics class.
"There's aerobics class in Dauntless?!" Will yells the question with fury and frustration.
"Now there is- it's for you two! You, Will, are going to be doing more advanced exercises, because you're not pregnant, and Christina will be doing whatever she currently can."
"And this is apparently the only case in which I am not pregnant!" Will crosses his arms.
They are forced to spend two hours in the training room, doing aerobics and having only two five minute breaks. Will faces the newspaper in the process a couple of times.
Then, it's Lunch Time With Four! They get lots of tasteless vegetable meals, and are promised to get meat two times a week.
"But I have to eat meat! It's not going to kill the baby if I do! In fact, I think it would be healthier for the baby if I ate like a normal person," Christina says.
"I don't think you're taking this seriously. Do you even want this baby?" Four asks.
"If I wasn't clear enough- NO."
"WRONG!"
And there it is again- the newspaper.
After lunch, Christina has to 'rest' which means she has to sleep from three to six pm.
"I can't. I'm not tired!"
"You HAVE to!" Four tells her.
"Can I just, like, daydream in a sleeping position with my eyes closed so you can pretend I'm sleeping?"
"I don't think that would be appropriate."
"Oh! Look, I think I'm getting very sleepy suddenly! Good night!" Christina says and closes her eyes, pretending to sleep.
"Wow. Look at how easy that was! And she wouldn't listen to me! I can't, I'm not tired. If Dr. Four says you can fall asleep just like that, YOU CAN!" Four tells Will, who just shakes his head. Christina almost giggles when she hears Four, but stops herself before he finds out she's fake-sleeping.
"Can I rest too?" Will asks. "Cause, you know, I'm pregnant, too!" he jokes.
"How about no? You and I are going to the bookstore-" Four starts.
"There's a bookstore?"
Four doesn't bother to reply. "We're going to get you a pregnancy book. Actually, a parenting one."
"When will this end?!" Will says desperately.
"In nine to eight and a half months! See, this is why you need a parenting book. Let's go!"
It has now been 6 months since Christina and Will told everyone they're expecting a kid. And in those 6 months, Four has managed to suck all the life out of them. Will now has under-eye circles that actually look drawn on and Christina's turned into a crying mess. Again.
Today, Christina, Will and – of course- Four, went to the doctors to find out the baby's gender. When they arrived, the doctor was confused at the sight of Four and probably decided he's Will's brother or something like that. You know, to make it less weird. But she probably knew they weren't brothers since they didn't look much alike. Four wanted to come into the doctor's office with them, but Christina demanded they keep him out, so he grumpily sat down in his chair and waited.
Christina and Will come out after a while and Four practically jumps up.
"Is it a boy? Is it a girl? Do you have twins? Triplets? Quadruplets? Five… plets?"
"Fiveplets aren't a thing, Four," Christina rolls her eyes.
"So?"
Christina sighs.
"What?"
"Sorry Four, we don't know the gender yet," Will sais and laughs a little at Four's startled expression.
"How can that be?" Four stuttered.
"Really, and YOU're the pregnancy expert!" Christina shook her head.
"The baby kept turning around, it happens sometimes!" Will explains and shrugs.
"IT. HAPPENS. SOMETIMES?!" Four almost yells.
"God! Calm down, ok? It's fine! Will and I don't mind not knowing. We'll love the baby the same, no matter if it's a boy or a girl," Christina tells him.
"Yeah…" Will agrees unenthusiastically.
"But… How do we decide on the name then?" Four asks.
"Simple, we prepare some boy names and some girl names."
"Ok… Let's see… How about Rosie for girl's name and Stefan for boy's?" Four says it like he thought about the whole thing multiple times.
Christina and Will stare at him with disgust.
"It's OUR baby! We'll pick the names!" Christina yells.
"But you can't name the kid ANYTHING, it could influence it's childhood!" Four objects.
"I think you hanging around him all the time will influence it more!"
"No, that'll help it! I'll be a great replacement parent!"
Christina was kidding when she said the thing about him hanging around all the time.