The Boy DownStairs •SetoSorcerer FF• #Sketo

Chapter 48

Word Count: 2025
Date: 3-22-16 ~4-10-16 <I almost wrote 13. No, this isn't MCR brea-Oh my god it is>

I joined the band wagon with the puppy dog face.

Am I hip yet,?

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~Seto's POV~

"Do you want me to go tell everyone?" Skylar and I had slept all last night—which would be the last time for the next year or so.

"Yeah." She yawned and turned over to face me. Her eyes had bags under them, and she was close to falling back asleep.

"I'll go tell them and be back up soon. Do you want to change clothes?" She nodded, but pulled the blanket back up over her.

"Just give me a little more sleep. Please wake me up if they bring him in." I gave her hand a light squeeze, kissing her forehead before I left.

<We were getting a new car and the dealer was semi-bald, and he goes. "My forehead, turned into a six-head.">

I know everyone had stayed, only because they had texted me saying they were uncomfortable multiple times.

*Clears throat*. Adam.

I was just anxious for their reactions.

I got down the floors—on the elevator this time, and I stopped outside the waiting room door.

"I'm bored. Are we going to go home soooon?" "Cooper. We're waiting to hear about your sister."

"Wait!? Was her baby born?" "We don't know, that's what we're waiting to find out." I figured that was a good time to walk in.

"It's a boy." I already knew they knew, but all of them turned to look at me, giant grins on their faces.

My mom was the first to hug me, followed by Mitch, Adam and everyone else.

My dad was the last to hug me, after Adam went again of course.

"Congrats you guys." I smiled and nodded, wondering what else was supposed to be said. I mean, they were able to go up to the nursery and see him I think.

"Do you guys want to see him? Skylar and I haven't got to hold him yet, except for the couple seconds Skylar did after he was born." "Yeah we want to see! What was his name again?"

"Oh, Isaac Matthew Hadwiger." My mom awed, and gave my hand a little squeeze, before letting it go again.

"He was 7 pounds, 8 ounces, if I remember correctly." I motioned behind me, the group following.

We went up a couple floors to the nursery, my nerves catching up to me. I hadn't actually gotten a good look at him, since I was still in surprise after he was born. I think the nurse had taken a picture of us three though after Skylar got to hold him.

"He should be in here. I don't know if they are using the outfit we gave him though." I stepped up to the window, my eyes searching through all 20 babies in the room.

Jeez, how many people decided to get/got pregnant around Valentine's Day?

"Is that him?" I followed where Becca was pointing, a smile growing back on my face.

They had put the outfit on him. Or just the hat at least.

"Awe, he's so little!"

While they were all cooing over him <I hate that word, Cooing. Ew>, my heart was racing fast.

I couldn't believe that I had a kid. I wasn't really processing everything yet entirely.