recently, fred started bombarding you with questions about having a baby. he was really giddy about having a little baby, holding them and coddling them forever. he even got a baby crib the other day!

you and fred were cuddling together in bed, his arms wrapped around your waist as he placed his chin on your shoulder.

“Jess, can we please have a baby?” fred asked as he rubbed small circles on your tummy. his eyes sparkled with desperation, silently begging for a baby.

“please! i’ll change the diapers, i’ll handle the sleepless nights, can we please have a baby??” fred begged again.