A few years later, Blaire, Donald, and Della were teenagers. Hortense cried because she couldn't believe how fast the kids grew up from when they were little babies who depended on her and Quackmore for every little thing. They were still her little babies though. She wanted them to be her little babies forever. She was a mom of three and she wanted to hold her children.
Hortense and Quackmore were sitting on the couch in the main living room of the mansion waiting for the kids to wake up for the day. It was quite early in the morning in Summer so they didn't have to wake up yet. Hortense was smart to bring a book to wait for the kids to wake up. Duckworth was busy in the kitchen getting breakfast ready, Scrooge was in his home office and the kids were asleep in their rooms. Blaire might wake up soon though for the day.
Blaire came into the living room. Hortense looked up from her book and grabbed Blaire's hand. Blaire jumped and tried to pull her hand away. "Blaire, it's okay. It's just us," Hortense said. "Oh, sorry mom. I'm still trying to wake up," Blaire said, yawning. Blaire sat down between her parents. "Mom, dad, I have something to tell you. Will you two not get mad at me for it?" Blaire said. "We could never be mad at you sweetie," Quackmore said. "I'm pregnant," Blaire said. "What? You just turned sixteen a week ago! You can't take care of a baby," Hortense said. "Mom, please. I want to keep the baby," Blaire said, starting to cry. "No, you will not keep the baby," Quackmore said. "This baby is mine and Noah's and we want to keep the baby," Blaire said. "We said that you can't keep the baby," Hortense said. "Mom, we're keeping the baby," Blaire said. "You two are teenagers, you two can't possibly raise a child," Hortense said. "Mom, Noah and I graduated high school early. If we're mature enough to do that, we should be able to be mature enough to raise a child," Blaire said. Blaire ran upstairs and into her room.
Hortense went upstairs to console her daughter. "Blaire, the reason why your father and I got mad was because we were scared. You kids are growing up so fast and you graduated high school at the age of fifteen. Honey, you're such a brilliant child, you always have been. We want the best for you and your brother and sister," Hortense said. "I know mom, and I want to be like you when I become a mom to this little baby," Blaire said. "I know you will be a great mom," Hortense said. Hortense hugged Blaire tightly until Blaire said something about the hug.
The day went on well with no incident. Blaire told everyone about the egg that she was carrying. She wanted to tell everyone that she was going to be a mom. She also wanted to be a mom. She didn't expect to be a mom at such a young age. Blaire helped take care of Donald and Della when they were little babies. She loved her brother and sister. Noah was an only child.
