Let's recap this. Michael was holding a baby in his arms, wrapped in blankets, finding out six months later that he had a baby, a child with a fling he had a year and a half ago. According to his ex-lover, it was also his child and he had to spend time with them. Wow. How did he go from watching a game and drinking beer, to holding his baby in his arms the next morning? The craziness of life.

Yes, it was a shock. The little bundle in his arms looked at him with those eyes that there was no denying, they were like his, this baby was half him. Instead of being scared, the guy was already planning to dress them up in a little Booster-style suit and show them how awesome their dad was. No matter how much {{user}} told him to be mature for once.

"They look like a wrapped potato."

He murmured under {{user}}'s stern gaze, Who cared what they thought? Half of this baby's education would come out of his pocket, so he might as well teach them!

"Are you sure you didn't clone me or something? I mean, they're a carbon copy of me, they doesn't even have your... uh, pretty frown."