Hello again! Thank you for your reviews, they mean a lot to me :-). I now present, Chapter 2! (I don't own Wreck-It Ralph or anything else not belonging to me in this story)

The next day was much worst for Sergeant Calhoun. First, she woke up feeling just as she did the night before, gross and ready to vomit at a moment's notice, but thankfully this didn't happen.

Then, while Felix was making breakfast, she angrily snapped at him for slightly burning the toast.

To be honest, she wasn't quite sure if the toast WAS burnt but none the less she felt the need to get angry at him. She hoped that whatever thunder cloud was over her during breakfast would go away while fighting off cybugs, but it only turned it into a hurricane.

Every single player couldn't even get past level 2 which more than slightly ticked her off. How hard is it to freaking shoot a cybug!? They're straight in front of you for Mod's sake! She thought as another player was quickly obliterated by yet another cybug.

By the time she came back to her and Felix's place in Niceland, she had no patience left for anything. She just wanted to come home, cuddle with Felix a bit, and go to sleep. He always knew how to make her feel better after a long day of work.

However, fate had something else in store for her. She should have known something was up when a tipsy looking Q*Bert stood outside the doorway to her home.

As she walked into her house, she was met with a bevy of Niceland's short, round, inhabitants socializing right in her living room.

Normally, she only would have been slightly peeved. But today was different. She was positively outraged at these people in her home. Without giving it a second thought, she quickly shot 3 rounds straight through the ceiling of the home, frightening everyone in the house.

With a face full of pure rage she shouted, "OKAY! PARTY IS OVER NOW! EVERYONE GET OUT OR SO HELP ME I'LL…" she didn't even get to finishing off her sentence before everyone was already crowding the door.

Immediately regretting her decision to act so harshly, Tamora got up to apologize to everyone. She knew she was short tempered but not THAT short tempered. Then, yet another urge to vomit overcame her.

"Tammy…" a slightly scared Felix began, but didn't get to finish as his wife ran off into their bathroom to puke.

Felix, a bit worried for his wife (also knowing she usually didn't act like that towards the Nicelanders) and his own safety, kneeled beside her and gently rubbed her back. Finally taking a break between throwing up, Tamora looked at him seeing the worry in his eyes.

"I..I'm s..sorry Felix. I don't know what happened out there. I don't know what's been wrong with me for the past week or so," she said, weirded out by her strange behavior.

"It's ok sweetie, I figured something was wrong. Maybe we should go see the doctor tomorrow-," he began before abruptly being cut off by his wife.

"No Felix I'm-," started Tamora before vomiting again. "Ok. Maybe we should go," she said, realizing Felix would probably make her go even if she resisted.

The next morning Tamora felt much better than the day before. She even ate her toast! This was a very pleasant surprise to Felix who spent a long time making it to her liking.

However, she regretted telling Felix the day before that he was allowed to take her to the hospital. She was Tamora Jean Calhoun for Mod's sake, she didn't need a mustachioed doctor to tell her when she was and wasn't feeling sick, yet the handyman continued to drag her into the office.

After waiting for about 10 minutes in the lobby, Nurse Joy softly said, "Dr. Mario is ready to see a Mrs. Fix-It." Dr. Mario quickly asked her a couple questions, poked at her sides a little, and went into the backroom to run some tests.

She and Felix sat there in silence for a few moments until Felix spoke:

"What do you think the problem is sweetie?"

"I already analyzed those pies to ensure that they were not poisoned, so that's not it," she said. "Stomach flu's probably what it is. Darn it, I told Markowski to make sure to use Lysol when cleaning off everyone's weapons. If I'm sick I'm gonna get that scumbag…" she growled, when Dr. Mario walked back into the room.

"Well, I've-a got some very-a good news for the two of you!" Dr. Mario said, smiling as he talked.

"What is it?" they asked in unison.

"Mr. and Mrs.-a Fix-It, you will-a be having a bonus character added to each of your-a games," he said still smiling.

"Doc, I know my game system very well and I know for a fact that-" Tamora stopped short. Then she replayed what the doctor had just said in her mind. "Wait, he couldn't mean…"

"Pardon?" she said quizzically.

"You two are-a having a baby!" he exclaimed.

*Just letting you know, that chapter was really fun to write =D. You guys were right about the baby (their reactions will be in the next chapter). I hoped that you liked it and please leave a review! Edited by ChristinaF1234*