Your Child Asks Where Babies Come From

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Your child asks where babies come from

Harry- "Aww, Hazza."

"Don't call me Hazza."

"Then what should I call you?"

"Master." Harry said smiling.

"Daddy?" You saw your daughter Darcy walking over to Harry. He picked her up and set her on his knee.

"Yes, hun?"

"Where do babies come from?" You held in a giggle as Harry's eyes widened.

"Uhh, I think mommy would like to answer that."

"Oh no, she asked daddy." You said wanting to hear what Harry came up with. He doesn't have the cleanest mind.

"Well, Darcy.. ermm, when mommy and daddy want to have a baby they send... a letter to the bird thing.. babe what's that bird?" Harry asked you.

"A stork." You said.

"Yeah, the stork, so they send a letter to the stork and then the stork lays an egg and hides it in mommy and daddy's bedroom." Harry said and Darcy looked extremely confused. "And then, when mommy and daddy are ready to make the baby... grow they go to the bedroom and try to find the egg by... moving furniture... and sometimes they drop something on their feet.. so they scream." Harry seemed satisfied with his story.

"But, what happens when you find the egg?" Darcy asked.

"Uhhh, then mommy eats it, and the baby grows." He smiled.

"MOMMY ATE ME!!" Darcy yelled and ran to her room as you laughed.

"Good job, master."

Niall- You and Niall were sitting in your bedroom watching TV and your baby girl Stacy was laying in bed. You felt Niall run his hand up your leg.

"What are you doing?" You asked bluntly.

"I was thinking... Stacy's already 6.. I miss babies. Let's make another." He smiled and you two began kissing. Niall was now hovering over you.

"Mommy?" You heard a little voice. Niall jumped up and fell off the bed.

"Niall!" You yelled alarmed. Stacy ran over to Niall, teddy bear in hand.

"Daddy? What were you doing to mommy?"

"Making you a little brother or sister." He said rubbing his head.

"How do you do that?" She asked. You and Niall exchanged a worried look.

"Nice." You mumbled. He set Stacy in-between you two and he sat on his side of his bed.

"Umm, you see Princess," Niall started, "When mommy and daddy feel... special... they lie in bed and cuddle. Then when daddy feels REALLY happy they kiss. And they kiss so long that mommy's tummy gets big and a baby is made inside." Niall said.

"But, the fifth graders told me that you get naked and-"She began but you stopped her,

"Look, Daddy's on TV."

Louis- You and Louis were sitting in the living room reading an old magazine.

"Look, it says 'Louis Tomlinson is ticklish.'" You said smirking, "Are you?"

"Psh.. no." You smiled and began tickling Louis, bad idea. You were sitting on top of him tickling him and you could feel him getting turned on.

"You excited?" You asked seductively.

"Nah.. you're just really sexy." He said and you two began making out. He put his hand under your shirt.

"Let's make a baby." He whispered.

"How do you do that?" You heard a little voice behind you. You sat up quickly to see your son Tyler standing there.

"Dear god, I thought you were in bed."

"I heard a ghost."

"Awww, come here babe." You said standing up and picking him up.

"So, how." He asked.

"How what?" You replied.

"How do you make a baby?" He said. Louis was obviously upset that he was interrupted so he was staring at the TV and said,

"You kiss for a while then the chick gets wet, you put your dick in the..."

"LOUIS!" You screamed stopping him. "We'll talk later, go to bed." You said sending Tyler upstairs.

"ARE YOU RETARDED?" You whisper yelled.

"No! I'm horny." He said. You grabbed his hand.

"Then let's go fix that." You said leading him to the bedroom.

Zayn- You walked into the house that you and Zayn shared along with your son Jimmy. As soon as you walked in Zayn ran up to you.

"You are never going to believe what happened today!?!"

"What?" You said giggling.

"So, Niall came over today, and we were talking and then he started saying how he thins him and his girlfriend made a baby."

"OH MY GOD!"

"No, that's not the part so when he said that Jimmy walked down and he heard that."

"oh god,"

"Just wait, so then he asked e how babies are made and I sort of panicked. So Niall tried to help me a bit but then he got more confused so I sent him upstairs."

"Why-"

"Wait so then Niall left and Jimmy came back down and asked again because he still didn't get it and then I freaked out."

"What did you say?" You asked sternly.

"I handed my phone and told him to google it."

"ZAYN!"

"ahhh!" You heard a crash and then Jimmy ran down into your arms. "Daddy showed me bad pictures!!" You picked him.

"What did you google?" Zayn asked.

"Baby making."

"Dear god."

Liam- You and Liam sat a the kitchen table when your daughter Jess walked down.

"Daddy?" She said. Liam picked her up and sat her on his lap.

"Yes, sweet?"

"How are babies made?"

"Ummm, you see, so after mommy and daddy get married they go on a vacation called a honeymoon and then... a fairy called... the baby fairy comes and-"

"You're right about something coming." You whispered and he glared at you.

"Anyway, so the baby fairy then takes half of the diamond on mommy's ring and sprinkles glitter all over mommy and daddy and then mom and dad hug and mix the glitter and then a baby is made into mommy's stomach." He said and then Jess ran off to her room. Five minutes later Jess began crying and Liam and you ran to her room to see her on the floor covered in glitter.

"Babe," Liam went and picked her up. "What were you doing?"

"I-I wanted a l-little brother or s-sister so I was going to be the b-baby f-fairy." She stuttered. Liam set her on the bed.

"Tell you what, you go take a shower and by the time your done I guarantee mommy will be having a baby." Liam said and Jess walked off to the bathroom. Liam grabbed a container of glitter.

"What's that for?" You asked.

"Well, I'm about to make your night... magical."

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