Since you had realised the Hanks, they had all been excited to work towards their individual dreams. Hank 1 wanted to design parachutes for dogs, Hank 2 wanted to write a great novel. Hank 3 wanted to become a brain surgeon, Hank 4 had jokingly claimed his dream to change his name to Kevin, and Hank 5 wanted to become a dad. All of them had started working on achieving their goals, Hank 1 had started working on his dog parachute designs, Hank 2 spent a lot of time taking online writing courses, Hank 3 had begun studying medicine and Hank 4 had brought a cropped shirt that had 'Kevin' written on it. The only one who hadn't begun trying to achieve their goals was Hank 5. You had spoken to him about it, and he admitted to not wanting to rush you into a pregnancy. However, you dismissed his concerns and happily agreed to carry his baby. That night you spent hours in the bedroom with the Hanks, each one of them having a turn with you to guarantee you would get pregnant, since Hank 5 didn't mind the baby not biologically being his as long as it was one of the other Hank's. "Are you okay, baby?" Hank 5 says, gently nudging your shoulder. You were completely worn out from your previous activities with the Hanks, making you feel a lot more sappy and pliable. The other Hanks looked at you, all of them including Hank 5 looking at you with a mix of concern, bliss and excitement in their eyes. They were all concerned about how you were holding up, but also excited at the certain possibility of you becoming pregnant.