Giles. and the rest of them, were about to start the second verse of their song when Xander suddenly stopped. "Fred alert!" he yelled before stumbling toward the crib. He picked up a rag and started to polish the wood as Martin started to giggle.
"Fred! My love," Giles said, going over to his wife. He put his arm around her and pulled her into the room. "We've done rather well today! Martin got the walls almost painted. The crib is together, as is the dresser, and Lorne folded the clothes and gave us beer!"
"I did no such thing! Fredles, you don't believe them, do ya pumpkin?" Lorne asked, not wanting to get involved in things.
"Was the room supposed to be purple?" Charlotte asked.
"It was but the paint wasn't purple," Martin said with another giggle. "I think someone is a bit color blind because I'm a scientist and I know how to mix things
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Fred stared around the room then looked over at her husband as he tugged her further in, apparently quite happy with what they had done and obviously very drunk. She didn't know whether to laugh or to cry - the room was partially put together, but the color was wrong, the chair was broken...and Rupert was very drunk. As were all the others.
"I...this...you..." she started to stutter before Molly ran back in the room, still wearing Andi's onsies. She put her hand over her abdomen, her eyes widening at Rupert's comment. "You...you're comparing our unborn child to our dog?! And you made a bet about it? Rupert
( ... )
"Oh, no, love! It wasn't like that at all. Lorne said he didn't think the outfits would be big enough for Molly or Andi so we put one on her," Giles cheerfully said. He then looked over at Martin. "You still owe me some money! Wanker
( ... )
When Rupert came into the bedroom, all Fred wanted at first was him to leave. She was tired and achy and upset, and she really didn't want to deal with him while he was drunk. Especially not when he was drunk and dressing their dog in their unborn child's clothing
( ... )
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"Fred! My love," Giles said, going over to his wife. He put his arm around her and pulled her into the room. "We've done rather well today! Martin got the walls almost painted. The crib is together, as is the dresser, and Lorne folded the clothes and gave us beer!"
"I did no such thing! Fredles, you don't believe them, do ya pumpkin?" Lorne asked, not wanting to get involved in things.
"Was the room supposed to be purple?" Charlotte asked.
"It was but the paint wasn't purple," Martin said with another giggle. "I think someone is a bit color blind because I'm a scientist and I know how to mix things ( ... )
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"I...this...you..." she started to stutter before Molly ran back in the room, still wearing Andi's onsies. She put her hand over her abdomen, her eyes widening at Rupert's comment. "You...you're comparing our unborn child to our dog?! And you made a bet about it? Rupert ( ... )
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