Worst Day Ever

Disclaimer: I do not own Johnny Test

Oddly appropriate for today considering the day I'm having so far, but it's my problems, not yours, so no need to worry. This week is another double update, because I am trying to get as much posted before I go on vacation for a week. Hence why some of the chapters are short.

Enjoy.


1 week later, March

Sissy awoke that morning and something just seemed off, and that if anything should have been a clue that today was going to be a bad day. She got up and went downstairs for breakfast.

"Morning Sissy." Her mother chirped happily. Sissy said nothing as she sat down and ate her breakfast.

"Is everything ok dear?" Her mother asked concerned.

"I guess." Sissy said depressed.

"I'm supposed to believe that?" Sissy's mom asked.

"I'm fine, just back off." Sissy said before stomping up the stairs to her room to get ready for school. Sissy's mom sent Johnny a text, warning him of her current mood and that today would be one of those days. Sissy trudged down the stairs with her backpack strapped on and went to the front door.

"Have a good day sweetie." Her mom said.

"Mhmm." Sissy groaned before closing the door behind her and getting into Johnny's car.

"Tired?" Johnny asked.

"What, no 'hello Sissy? How are you? Are the babies moving?" Sissy said annoyance in her tone. Yup, it's going to be one of those days. Johnny thought to himself.

"Sorry. How are you this morning?" Johnny asked.

"Fine." Sissy said curtly.

"I know you better, what's on your mind?" Johnny asked.

"I don't know what it's like to be a mom. I've never had that kind of responsibility before. I mean, I've babysat, but that's not raising a child, or two for that matter. What if they hate me?" Sissy began to cry.

"I don't know how to be a dad, and I've never babysat except for that one freak accident with my sisters. Sissy, all kids at one point in time say they hate their parents. I did, you probably did; it's just something we don't understand until we're older. We say it out of anger and to get our way." Johnny said as they drove to school. Sissy didn't look much happier or relaxed; she just looked more depressed at the moment. As they arrived at the school Sissy sighed tiredly.

"Tired?" Johnny asked as they got out of his car.

"Yeah. They kick a lot in their sleep." Sissy said with a yawn.

"I'm sorry." Johnny said as he took her hand.

"It's ok." Sissy replied.

"Not looking forward to Calc." Johnny said.

"Same here." Sissy said.

"Oh look if it isn't fatso." Janet snickered. Since Sissy was holding her heavy math book it made perfect sense for her to chuck it at Janet, hitting her square in the face and knocking her flat on the ground.

"What the fuck?" One of Janet's friends shouted as she tried to wake Janet up. Sissy walked over and retrieved her book.

"I am in no mood to deal with her or your shit today. Be forewarned, next snide comment like that and I may throw more than a fucking book. Got that cunt?" Sissy hissed, making the girl cringe.

"Yup, crystal clear." The girl whimpered as she grabbed Janet and ran.

"Let's just get to math." Johnny said.

"You think I'm horrible don't you?" Sissy asked, her eyes getting misty. Fuck. Johnny thought as tears started to stream down Sissy's face.

"No, I don't think you're horrible." Johnny said as he held her hand reassuringly.

"No, I'm horrible, just say it." Sissy whimpered through her tears.

"But you're not." Johnny said as they walked into their math class. The teacher looked over, rolled their eyes and looked back to the clock.

"You mean it?" Sissy sniffled.

"Of course Sissy." Johnny said kindly before Sissy hugged him. As if by magic the tears were gone and she was smiling widely.

"Thanks Johnny, I love you." Sissy said before kissing him sweetly before class started. At this rate I'll have whiplash from these mood swings. Johnny thought as the teacher began the boring lecture.

Lunch

Sissy had gone through three or so more mood swings in the last three hours than normal. Sure she had days where she was more moody than others, but this by far took the cake. As she sat down with her normal amount of food she began to look at the tray questioningly.

"What's wrong Sissy?" Renee asked.

"I think I took too much." Sissy said concerned.

"No, you take that amount every day." Cally said.

"And that's why I've gained so much weight!" Sissy whined.

"Sissy, you're pregnant with twins, the doctors say you're allowed to gain up to forty pounds because of the double bundle. You've only gained twenty." Zoe said.

"Does it really show that much?" Sissy asked nervously.

"Yeah, it's called twins." Beth sighed.

"You're right. Sorry, I've just been off today." Sissy said.

"We can tell." Trisha said.

"And what is that supposed to mean?" Sissy scowled.

"You're mood swings are giving us all whiplash." Tia giggled.

"You think this is funny?" Sissy hissed.

"Not really." Angelica said.

"Good, because it's not." Sissy growled.

"We believe you Sissy. Calm down." Megan said. Sissy took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

After school

Johnny and Sissy went to work. Sissy was still remarkably calm, now that all her mood swings had run their course.

"I'm sorry." Sissy said quietly.

"For what?" Johnny asked confused at the sudden apology.

"For being so bitchy and hormonal today." Sissy said.

"Sissy, if you thought I couldn't handle your mood swings, you're wrong. I expect your mood swings, and while they are random, it's not unexpected when they do hit." Johnny said as they pulled up to the game shop.

"Still, I was just a total mess today." Sissy said.

"It's nothing to apologize about." Johnny said.

"Can you just forgive me so I won't feel guilt and stress over it?" Sissy said.

"I forgive you, even though it is unnecessary." Johnny chuckled as Sissy let out a sigh of relief before they got out of the car and went into the game shop.


I have no clue about weight gain for twins, so I just kind of made that up. Also, the mood swing can vary on the person having them, that much I do know because of family. Hope you all liked it and keep a lookout for the next chapter. R&R please and thank you.