Did Meeting Mindless Behavior Cause all our dreams to come true? [Sequel]

::Don't directors do these things?::

[A/N Don't forget to read my Author's note at the bottom :P It's kinda important. Well part of it.. Loll]

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::Rachel’s P.O.V::

Honestly, I’d rather be the one behind the television watching the show rather than be on it.

I’ve seen how tabloids destroy some of those reality stars,

And having all the cameras around and me being pregnant,

I don’t think I can handle the stress.

“Princess?”

I rolled my eyes hearing Jacob’s voice become louder as he made his was closer to me.

“Not now Jacob,” I hissed.

“Why are you so against the reality show? Think of how this could boost MB’s career, think of Perfectly Imperfect, this could be the final boost yall need, Although its already so damn popular,”

I giggled and he smiled at me.

“And you always complain, My child has a face meant for the camera.” He said mimicking me.

This time I looked around.

“Anyone who watches the show would love Amber-Lee, her personality is enough to light up any room, and add Justice, the twins, Dwayne and David and you already have a packed show right there of a bunch of kids, then add the wives and Drop MB on,” He clapped his hands, “Bam! Hit TV show.”

I laughed,

“Are you paying attention to what you’re saying Jacob? A show with our kids alone?”

“As long as you’re getting the big picture.”

“Yeah, But the tabloids,”

“We’ve been married long enough to hear the shit the tabloids say Rachel, and not take them on.”

I sighed,

“Besides, the world can see how well you look rocking your outfits going onto 7 months pregnant soon, and I can share my princesses with the world,” He said kissing me on my cheek.

I smiled and rolled my eyes,

“Why’d I have to marry the one who could always talk his way out of anything?”

He laughed and looked at me,

“You know you love me,”

“I do,” I said leaning closer to him.

He puckered his lips out to kiss me but I simply placed my fingers on his lips before walking back outside.

“We’ve got business to clear up Jacob!” I called snapping my fingers, “Come on!”

Jacob and I walked outside and all eyes were on us.

“So?” Walter asked.

I sighed,

“Well, Like Jacob said, It’d be good for MB, and excellent for Perfectly Imperfect so, I guess.”

Everyone cheered.

“Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,” I said swiping my hand across the air before taking my seat again.

“Wait, I don’t remember agreeing to putting my son on television,” Taleah began.

“I don’t remember agreeing to cut my son’s hair.” Ray argued back.

“Proceed,” Taleah said, rolling her eyes,