Second Oldest ~ Shameless

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It's been a few days since Fiona announced Jimmy was planning on going back to medical school and move to Michigan. She said they all could come and they could sublet the house maybe but nothing had been done yet they're still talking about it.

Gwen and Pete talked about it and agreed that since they just had a baby, it wasn't the best time to move to Michigan so they'll stay behind and watch the house.

Also, their daughter is now already 3 months old, she is already rolling over, and recognizes them as her parents and makes cute noises and smiles a lot.

The young couple were planning on visiting Mickey Milkovich's wedding, since Eric was one of the best men, and just wanted to bring home the food.

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Back to the present;

Fiona was leaving for her job at the office, Carl and Gwen were eating the pop tarts and Jimmy was in grocery shop.

When he was told to get tampons, he looked lost.

"Man, do you seriously not know anything about women?" Gwen chuckled at his face.

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Eric was helping Mandy set up Mickey and Svetlana Yevgenivna's, his handwhore fiancé, wedding at some sort of warehouse or something. Mickey asked Eric to be one of his best men, saying he's one of his 'best dealers.' And Eric didn't see a reason to say 'no' so he's bringing one of his former hookup as an escort.

"Is this how you're mom's wedding was?" Mandy asked Eric, randomly, deciding to build conversation as they set up the chairs.

"Sort of." Eric shrugged, "I mean she invited her fellow handwhore sisters, her pimp boss, and her family. Only difference is that it was outdoors."

At that moment, Ian walked in.

"You made it." Mandy noted.

"Hey man, chairs are over there." Eric pointed.

"And watch out for sprinters." Mandy warned.

Ian nodded in acknowledgment as he grabbed a chair and started to help them set up.

"You know, um, Lip is still up Karen's ass." Mandy grumbled.

"I know, it's getting old." Eric complained.

"Yeah." Ian signed quietly, "So, Svetlana. She like, uh- -"

"She's quiet. And skinny, which is weird, 'cause he usually bags fat chicks." Mandy listed.

"I've seen her. She's not bad looking for a handwhore, but I can see the devil in her eyes." Eric added.

"I do his laundry." Mandy said, complaining more about Lip and Karen, "I apply to colleges for him, and what the hell does Karen do? Drools and farts. I mean, come on."

"Listen to me, Mans, don't take it personally from Lip. He might be book smart but when it comes to ladies, he's a dumbass." Eric told her.

"Think he loves her?" Ian asked randomly.

"She's brain-dead." Mandy deadpanned, thinking he was referring to Lip and Karen.

Ian rolled his eyes, "I mean Mickey."

"I dunno." Mandy shrugged, "Tons of guys get chicks knocked up and don't get hitched, so..."

"I doubt it. He doesn't seem like the type that would settle down for some handwhore that could be knocked up with anyone's kid." Eric told Ian, trying to reassure him.