Chapter Eighteen

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(*The host is now five months pregnant, not irl!*)

Vinnie: *is helping me with getting the beach-themed baby room ready*

Me: *hums to myself and then gently rubs my swollen stomach*

Eric Carr: Aww, this room is lookin' real good!

Michael Jackson: *is holding my cat Cinnamon in his arms, and has my pet hognose snake wrapped around his arm* Yes, it is. I love the way you guys made it look like the beach.

Paul: Are you happy to be the god-father of Emily and Vinnie's baby, Michael?

Michael Jackson: Mmhm. *nods his head up and down* It's such a big honor.

Me: *smiles* Isn't Macaulay Culkin the god father of your children?

Michael Jackson: Yes he is. And I don't regret it at all.

Dixie the fox: *screams like a fox would do while running into the baby room with a squeaky toy in her mouth*

Vinnie: Hey Dixie. *pets Dixie gently and chuckles when she licks his hand*

Eric Carr: *sees Suzy coming towards him and switches to his animal form, running out of the room as he does so*

Me: *snickers* Silly fox...

Michael Jackson: *giggles*

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