The Way We Were

The Way We Baby Shower

"This is amazing!" Jackie looked around.

"You've never been to a baby shower before?" Marcy asked.

"No. Never. Is it always like this?"

Marcy smiled. "It is for us. We act like we can't do anything small."

"This is a definitely party."

Marcy shrugged. "Want some food?"

"Yeah. I'm starving. Is that normal?"

"Yeah. I eat all the time. I wake Mal up in the middle of the night to get me fruit."

Jackie laughed.

W.W.W.

Marcy opened the present. "It's a tiara. What if it's a boy?"

"It's a girl." Caroline Braxton was sure.

Marcy gave the headpiece to Mal. "Thanks, G-Ma."

"You're welcome, dear."

Marcy picked up another gift. She shook it. "It's from Joanna. Joy."

Mal snickered. "Do you hear ticking?"

Marcy held it up to her ear. "It could be poison."

"That's not funny, guys." Joey protested.

"Who's laughing?"

"Stop being mean and open the gift." Marc bossed.

She stuck her tongue out and opened the gift. It was a bunch of hair-bows. "I could be having a boy. There's a 50% chance you're going to make this baby uncomfortable with all this junk."

"He could be transgender." Kurt pointed out.

Marcy lifted a brow. "Could be transgender and born a girl."

"Good point."

"Thank you, Joanna."

"You're welcome, MarcAn." Joanna knew her gift was ill received.

"Let's open this gift." Mal picked it up.

Marcy opened it. "A helmet?"

"It's from PR."

"Is he here?"

"No." Judy spoke up. "He wanted to get you something though. He said it was for the both of you."

Mal looked over ‪the green helmet‬. "What are we supposed to do with a helmet?"

"Is there a card or something?" Marcy asked.

Mal looked around. "Wait. This says it's from him, too." He held up another box.

Marcy opened it. It was another helmet but this one was orange. "I don't get it."

"Here's another one." Mal picked up a small box and opened it. He lifted out a set of keys.

"Did he get us a car?" Marcy frowned in confusion.

"I'm so confused right now."

"Actually your present is outside." Jonathan Fabray Sr., Russell's father coughed into his fist.

Mal helped Marcy up and they walked outside the big building, their party guests following them.

A shiny black motorcycle gleamed in the light of day.

"What. is. this?" Jeanette stared, dumbfounded.

"He got them a motorcycle." Michael was stupefied himself.

"My baby's not getting on that thing!" Marcus frowned.

"But Daddy, it's so shiny!" Marcy went over to touch it.

"Sweetpea, be careful! It can fall on you!"

"Oh, Daddy." Marcy ran her hand over the body.

Mal went up behind her and traced her path. "This is the coolest thing ever."

"You're not riding that thing, Malcolm!" Jeanette scolded.

"Russell has lost his mind." Caroline said about her son.

"She's pregnant. She can't ride that thing."

"I won't always be pregnant." Marcy pointed out. "I wanna try out the helmet!"

"No!" Marcus and Jeanette shouted.

"I can't believe Daddy got you two a motorcycle." Laura was stumped into near silence. "What kind of midlife crisis is he going through?"

"I want a motorcycle." Mike said.

"No!" Mercedes and Quinn shouted.

"Let's go back inside." Xhi-Xhi waved them in. "We can discuss this later."

W.W.W.

Marcy climbed in bed. "Today was fun."

Mal pulled her into his arms. "Yeah. I still can't believe we got a bike."

"We're riding that thing, I don't care what those old people say!"

Mal laughed. "You're on. Goodnight kiss?"

Marcy kissed him. It was their new thing; giving each other kisses throughout the day but especially before they went to sleep. "Night, Mal."

"Goodnight, Marcy."