Akito and Estelle's Rugrat Adventure

chapter 3

"You turn into a dog when there's a new baby?" Eloise folded her arms. "How rude, rude, rude for Mommies and Daddies to do that! I'm gonna run away before my new baby brother or sister is born!" she then grabbed the pillow, took the case off, and started to put her stuff inside of it.

But of course, Estelle and Akito stopped her from going any further.

"Angelica was lying to Tommy when she told him that." Estelle informed her.

"So... I won't turn into a dog?" Eloise asked, she then curiously looked to Weenie.

"Is Vincent a dog?" Estelle rhetorically asked, folding her arms with a smirk.

Eloise thought about it and then saw the point. "I guess you're right..."

"Good, now can we continue with the story?" Akito asked.

"Okay..." Eloise allowed them to go on, she sat back down on the bed and put her stuff back. "Sorry... Please, do continue."

"So, after we left the baby shower, we headed straight to the hospital...." Akito started.

It flashbacks to Atticus driving straight to the hospital.

"This is so exciting." Akito smiled.

"I hope we can play with the baby, I just love babies..." Estelle beamed in excitement.

"I just hope the baby and Tommy get along, sometimes brothers and sisters fight if they're close in age." Mo cautioned.

"Well, we get along," Akito and Estelle said in unison. "Jinx! Double jinx! Triple jinx! Quadruple--"

Atticus and Mo laughed a little as they found the parking lot and were now ready to go in the hospital. Mo held Akito's hand while Estelle held his hand and they walked to the hospital together.

'Velcome to the Verner P. Lipschitz center for holistic birthing,' the famed pediatrician greeted on a screen as they walked into the hospital for the arrival of Tommy's baby sister. 'Offering the modern parent zhe state of zhe art in primitive birth alternatives.'

"Is he French or something?" Akito asked.

"German." Mo corrected.

"Ah... I thought I heard a European accent..." Estelle noted.

"Over here, guys!" Stu called as he had Didi in a wheelchair while she did her Lamaze breathing.

"Hang tight, kids." Atticus warned the twins, knowing how fast Mo could be, no matter how old she was, she had ran a lot when she was younger.

"You got it, Dad!" The twins said in unison.

"Oh, Mrs. Pickles," a frantic nurse greeted. "You weren't due 'til next week, dear... Well, I guess we could try to squeeze you in somewhere."

"But Dr. Lipschitz promised us the all-natural zen experience in the Tibetan Terrace Room!" Didi cried out as she weakly breathed.

"In my day, a woman just dropped her baby in the potato field and kept going." Boris mumbled.

"Is now really a good time to talk about what happened in the old days?" Mo asked.

"Oh, perhaps the Old Country Room would suit well?" the nurse suggested, opening a door that showed a labor chair with a wpman that was farming a vegetable field, including a couple of cows.

"Do you have anything a little cleaner?" Didi winced at the idea of having her child in this type of room.

"We could try the Aquatic Immersion Room?" the nurse suggested, then showing a woman in labor, in scuba gear, underwater with fish and eels as the doctor took notes.