Mortimer waited for Alexander to bicker with Cassandra, but they stayed silent and Mortimer let them continue on with their homework. Bella was at the Willow Creek Hospital, getting a check up on her little baby, and she'd made the decision to leave them with Mortimer for the morning. Not that, of course, she would be there, at the doctor's clinic, for the whole morning. Bella wanted to have coffee and cake with Micheal and Lolita after after the ultrasound. Of course , she knew it wasn't on to have four cups a day if she wanted a healthy baby, and it's not like she wasn't going to be stupid enough to drink alcohol during a pregnancy. She always knew that it was a dumb idea to drink while pregnant. Mortimer was cooking the kids their favourite, vanilla and strawberry pancakes, which he knew they would eat in heaped piles, and in Alexander's case, half a cup of maple syrup poured on top with strawberries on the side. Last time Mortimer had cooked was a few nights ago, when he made mediocre Mac-N-Cheese for his family's dinner. Of course, that time, he had nearly burnt his hand in the process, and so he was resorting to either having Bella cook for him or paying the pizza delivery guy fifteen simoleons for a few family size pizzas.

Of course, since Bella was heavily pregnant, she had to go to Willow Creek Hospital every few days for an ultrasound, which was just to check up on the baby. Mortimer decided that, before breakfast, Cassandra and Alexander would finish the homework that the teachers had assigned for them to do on the weekend, which they always insisted on completing together. The homework the duo had been assigned was nearly complete, thanks to the two of them working on it together. Mortimer was proud of the two, unlike himself or his pancakes. He was never proud of his cooking, because he knew that Bella's cooking was always much better than his. He came into conversations when he wasn't needed, Bella spoke up about things when she felt it was the right time to speak up. He felt vacant and away from it all frequently because Bella was always the better parent, she always told Cassandra and Alexander to do their homework, she always told them not to speak when they shouldn't, et cetera.

Mortimer went to the dining table with his plate of pancakes and sat at the head seat of the dining table. He chuckled at his son and daughter doing their homework together. Cassandra got up, Alexander afterwards, and both ran upstairs to their rooms to put their homework in their school backpacks, dashing down and grabbing a mediocre, sloppily made plate of pancakes, quickly sitting down to eat after the flurry of activity they had just done. They both panted and started to eat slowly,while glancing at their father who was also awkwarldy glancing at them.

"Dad?" Cassandra piped up. "Dad! When's Mum going to be home?"

"I've no clue, to be honest," Mortimer admitted. "Last time your mother told me how long she'd be, she'd said about three or so hours."

"No secret reunions with Aunt Lolita and Uncle M?" Alexander suggested, hint of a questioning tone in his voice.

"Dad.." Cassandra's voice broke and trailed off. "Is mommy okay?"

Mortimer wasn't sure how to respond to Cassandra's query, mainly because she hadn't asked this question since Bella was pregnant with Alexander. Mortimer set his mind back to one day, where Bella was heavily pregnant with Alexander, at the exact time that Cassandra asked him, in a flood of tears, if Bella was okay, and, if not, whether she'd get better soon. She was only eight years old at the time, and was the whiz kid at school, always telling people what she learnt from her daddy. Cassandra thought the world of her parents, and loved them until the end of the Simverse and back. She really loved Mortimer, and science back then, and it showed to everyone that she was a down and out Daddy's Girl. She would always go to Mortimer if she needed help with any science related homework. Even now, Cassandra still loves Mortimer, as well as the science subject at school, and always aims to do her best in whatever she does. She even tried her best on the Simanities essay on Selvadorada, where she failed, earning a D plus for her grade on the essay. She moaned about that essay to this day, especially the fact that she thought it was really rigged. Cassandra always moaned about things when she didn't think that things were going in her favour, which she thought happened quite a lot.

Cassandra was sitting in her room on the edge of her bed with Alexander seated on the second bed in the room, which was blood red. They were talking about Bella and future baby Goth, and all mannner of other baby related things, such as the baby's name and gender. Both kids wouldn't mind a sister who was a little bit different than the rest of the Goth family. Someone who was bi, and not straight, someone who liked pastel colours or even someone who was genuinely fun and outgoing, not the general grump in the family. In fact, a lot of what Alexander and Cassandra heard at school was gossip about her parents, especially that their parents were 'depressed grumps with no sense of fun or joy in them', which was the opposite of the truth, and Alexander and Cassandra knew that all too well. They knew that it was in the Goth nature to get more angry, frustrated or sad than necessary in any given situation, but the Goths still had inside jokes, laughed, were happy for eachother and had fun, with Mortimer even doing a spot of clubbing.

There was a knock on the door, and it opened to reveal a heavily pregnant Bella, who, as she walked in, was pelted with hugs and kisses, as well as a multitude of questions. The kids ran downstairs and talked to Bella, Cassandra in tears.

"Cassa, it's okay. Mum is fine," Alexander assured his hysterical sister, wrapping his arm around her.

"M-mummy, are you okay?" Cassandra squeaked through tears.

"I'm fine, Cassie, it's okay," Bella answered, and gave her teenage daughter a hug.

"Do you know if it's a boy or a girl yet?" Alexander asked.

"I'm s-sorry mum..I was worried.." Cassandra apologised but was cut off by another flood of her own tears.

"No, Al, I don't. Once I find out, I'll let you know," Bella replied. "It's fine, Cass. I'm glad you worried. There's nothing worse than hearing your Mum is in hospital."

Cassandra sniffed and dabbed at her eyes with a tissue. "I'm so happy for you, Mum," she spoke.

Cassandra ran up and hugged her Mum, and Bella hugged her back.

"I'm so excited too," Bella agreed, with a smile.

Bella was in her final weeks of pregnancy, and wanted to find out what gender the baby was. The day would come soon though, she knew it.