Happy Birthday

Taylor stood in shock and stared blankly at Fancy before heading up quickly to Turtle's bedroom.

Taylor knocked three times but opened the door anyway

asking No permission,

Turtle was six months pregnant and was brushing her hair at her vanity set.

"Turtle... why didn't you call me? why didn't you tell me sooner?" Taylor questions.

Turtle stops brushing her locks and shifts to Taylor, grabbing his hands gently, "I was afraid, actually" She frowns.

Taylor shook his head " I don't understand?"

"I was afraid you wouldn't want the baby, let alone me anymore." Turtle expressed. "It's scary only being sixteen and pregnant, Taylor,

It's not easy." She uttered, standing up to move apart from him.

Taylor watched troubled "T-turtle... What are you talking about?" He asks. "don't want you or the baby? Of course, I want you, and our kid, you should have told me sooner, Turtle,

I would have come home sooner" He lowers, walking over to her.

Turtle turns to Taylor " I didn't want you to grieve,

you didn't need the worry while you were so far away."

Taylor glares through her being concerned,

" it's ok, Turtle," he replies

"Not a big deal, Love,

we shall take this one step at a time."

Turtle had tears brimming her eyes,

she was terrified, but Taylor was her hero,

The Two hugged tightly, standing in a dim room

although things seemed carefree, things could very well turn for the worst for the young couple.

2 months later...

"Lunchtime Kiddy." Fancy says happily, picking up Spitfire and placing him in his highchair " Peas and carrots today." she smiles, "Zoom... zoom" She laughs, twisting the spoon towards Spitfire's little mouth in an airplane motion.

Adam watched in the doorway of the kitchen quietly, "Ha" He laughs " Such a good boy isn't he?" Adam smiles, proceeding his way to Fancy.

"He sure is and soon will have a new friend," fancy says.

"I know." Adam smirks " Wow, can't believe I'm going to be a great uncle."

"Yeah, pretty amazing, isn't it" Fancy grins " Well, now you can clean his dirty little face " She laughs, picking Spitfire up and handing him to Adam.

"Awww, what do we have here?... Carrot?" Adam smiles big, clutching a washcloth from the sink,

and tenderly cleaning Spitfires face of food.

"He has the darkest hair. " Fancy smiles " Finally, right? we have a brunette in the family."

Adam nods in agreement,

Usually, the Dundee family has blonde hair,

but since Spitfire came,

maybe the blonde curse has been broken.

November 10th...

Turtles, painful Scream hollowed the house walls, echoed off the staircase, and deepened at the ceilings.

"Push Turtle," Brooke shouts, handing Fancy a wet washcloth to place on Turtle's forehead.

"Come on one more time, Turtle, One more time," Fancy says calmly. Turtles Black hair stuck to her neck,

as Sweat ran from her forehead down to her cheeks.

"Breath Turtle, one more push, and your baby will be born," Brooke says, grabbing her hand, "On the count of three."

Living room...

Taylor sat on the couch nervously, Buddy the 1st, and Buddy the 2nd sat drinking a bud light, relaxed on the couch next to him.

"You look rough, Taylor." Buddy the 2nd laughed, gesturing towards Taylor.

Taylor sat, taking a deep breath " Is it normal to be this scared?" He asked.

"of course," Buddy the 1st said, taking a sip of his drink.

"Because I am shaking," Taylor explains, watching his hands shake in front of him.

"It is very normal, kid." Buddy the 2nd, sneers also taking a sip.

"I should be up there, but NO!!" Taylor shouts

" I'm down here with two drunks while my baby is being born." Taylor snarls, angrily traversing the room anxiously.

"It'll be ov-" Buddy the 1st went to say, but the screams of a newborn child interrupted,

Taylor glanced to Buddy and Buddy before sprinting up the stairs, reaching the door,

he carefully cracked the door open,

and peered inside the room,

in the bed laid Turtle with a baby.

It's a boy!

Taylor slowly walked over to the bedside.

"Here he is, Taylor." Turtle says tiredly.

"Elijah" Taylor answers with a smile,

he was glowing with joy as he reached down to feel the baby boy,

He and Turtle were brought into this world.

The new baby had Red hair exactly like Taylor.

Adam smiles, as he enters the room

"Look at that Spitty." He says

" That's your cousin, Elijah" Adam explains,

placing Spitfire on the foot of Turtles bed.

Spitfire crawled over to the new baby in Turtles arms, his tiny little hands feeling Elijah's soft new toes.

"Congratulations, Taylor." Adam smiles, shaking Taylor's hand.

"Thank you, Adam, "Taylor says politely " Yep, now I'm a dad like you sir."

Adam laughed "for sure,

now you'll understand everything I've told you." he snorts

"Aww, he's adorable" Adam smiles big.

For the rest of the evening, the family visited Turtle and the new baby,

it was always such a pleasure to have a new addition born into the family.

5 years later... June 28th

"Happy Birthday to you... Happy birthday to you... Happy birthday dear Spitfire... Happy birthday to you."

Adam and the Family chanted towards Spitfire,

It was his 6th birthday, and everyone attended the party including,

Cindy and her parents.

Streamers, Balloons,

and the smell of birthday cake was throughout the house,

Brooke and Fancy started to gather the presents in the front room as soon as they finished the cake and ice cream.

"Come on Spitfire, let's go play." Cindy laughs,

she was also six years old,

and was Spitfire's best friend.

"Dad, can I go play?" Spitfire asked.

"Of course, son, go have fun but don't eat no candy now," Adam demands.

"I won't, Dad, I promise," Spitfire says and runs off with his friends upstairs.

"Alright, close your eyes, Spitfire, I wanna give you my present" Cindy smiles with her hands behind her back,

Chocolate holds back a laugh and watches.

Spitfire slowly closes his eyes,

his thick black eyelashes meet, Cindy casually goes forward until hers and Spitfire's lips meet,

Spitfire was only six and didn't want anything to do with girls.

"Eww, Cindy." Spitfire scoffs, wiping his lips off onto his sleeve.

Chocolate laughed obnoxiously and clapped her hands.

Cindy bashfully swayed from side to side " Happy Birthday, Spitfire." She smiles with pink cheeks.

"Present time!!." Fancy shouts.

At the end of the day, after everyone went back home from a happy and exciting birthday party, A messy front room was about all you could focus on.

Spitfire was officially six years old and very loved.