A Date With Tin Man

Daddy

       It was November 14, exactly 9 months after Valentine's Day, the first time we got jiggy. I had moved into his junkyard a few days after we got married.

       The day started out like normal, just clanking all morning. Then, it happened... Tin Man's water broke, and oil started leaking out of him. I gasp in shock, but Tin Man only replies with "Oh" in his sexy robotic voice.

       I carried Tin Man and immediately got into my car, rushing to the hospital as fast as I could. I was driving so fast, I almost crashed into a ditch. But that didn't stop me. We finally arrived, and Tin Man laid down in a hospital bed.

𝒜 𝒻ℯ𝓌 𝒽ℴ𝓊𝓇𝓈 𝓁𝒶𝓉ℯ𝓇...

       "Push!" The doctor shouts as Tin Man struggles to get the baby to come out. I hold his hand, look at him, and say "Push like you're delivering it to me!"

       Tin Man pushes harder, and harder, until there's a sound of a flat robotic cry. Our baby was finally here. After so long, we had a child.

       Tin Man named his kid Tinalicious, and I loved it as well. We embraced each other, thankful that the process was finally done with. Until... disaster struck.

Moby walks in, with a shocked expression.

       "Babe, what are you doing here?! Who is this freak?!"

       I gasp in horror. Tin Man had another man, and he never told me?!

"No, no, no, no, no." Tin Man flatly says.

"You have some explaining to do..." I speak up.

A/N

Hey guys 😜 this section was written by Evan... I personally think he served 😻 I'll continue this story pretty soon... stay tuned for some Tin-Man/Moby/Reader action 😈