Adoption <Green Day Fanfic>

Homecoming

After the doctor confirmed that they were healthy, i was allowed to take my humans home.

That's right, i use the Travis Barker nickname, deal with it.

We had talked to my Dad about me moving into Mike's, and he seemed to approve.

"So long as i get to see you and my grand-kids as much as possible" He joked.

After around a week, we had got it sorted out, and i was packing up me and my humans stuff.

I grabbed five suitcases- two for my stuff, one for Brixtons, one for Gloria's and one for Mike Jr.s.

If you're wondering- i have more stuff, hence the extra suitcase.

I packed Brixtons first, and Mike packed Mike Jr's.

Mom seemed to have taken a shine to Gloria, and was packing hers.

I packed:

His clothes, His toys, His bedding and his stuffed crocodile.

I then packed my clothes, my makeup, my hair stuff (straighteners, brushes, curlers, etc) and a photo album of my family.

I hugged everyone, before piling the suitcases into Mike's car.

Me and Mike strapped the triplets into the back seat and we climbed into the front.

"Ready?" Mike asked.

I smiled and nodded.

He smiled back and started driving off.

When we got to Mike's house, he led me through to his--our room, and helped me unpack.

I had been round here before, and knew it as well as my own children.

I smiled at that - My own children.

I put my clothes into the closet, and set up the humans cradles.

We put the humans to bed, and sat down on our bed.

They seemed to be having fun, but it was getting late.

After they went to sleep, we had our own bit of fun.

"Wait. Miike?" I asked him afterwards.

He rolled over, the blanket covering the bottom half of his body, but showing off his well built torso.

"Yeah?" he asked, smiling.

"Did you use protection?" i asked.

He was silent.

"Mike?" I asked.

"Shit..." Was all he said.

I buried my face in my hands.

"Mike, if you got me pregnant again, i swear i will kill you" i joked, laughing a little.

"You're just being paranoid" He said, smiling his normal cute little smile.

"This is really good after-sex conversation, congratulations, you are really the master" I said sarcastically, while jokingly

<3 days later>

I ran into the bathroom and threw up.

I brought my head up and shouted, while running out.

"Michael Ryan Pritchard, i am going to kill you!" I shouted.

He looked at me in shock.

"I just threw up- wasn't three kids enough?" i said, joking a little.

"Oh. Shit. I'll buy some tests later, okay?" he said in a soothing voice, and doing that smile again.

I nodded and kissed him.