Uh, hey guys. My name is Roscoe. Don’t worry-nothing’s happened to my mother. I’m writing this to help my writing skill go up. I want to be an Illustrious Author, after all. She gave me the go ahead for this one. But don’t worry, she’ll be back. I’ll just dip in occasionally. She says hi to you all, by the way.

It’s weird taling to a computer like a person, but you readers have seen my entire life. It’s a little creepy, but also a bit comforting, too. Like you guys actually care about me. It’s nice.

Anyway.

I’m finally married to the woman of my dreams. It’s soppy and stupid but I’m really happy.

The wedding night was…amazing.

I went downstairs the next morning to leave Shae to talk to her sister, Corinne. She seemed very gushy.

I don’t know why, but there was a sort of victory here. Seeing Vanessa clean up my wedding cake, from the marriage to the woman she was trash talking to get to me and my family’s money…well, it’s wrong to laugh but HA!

Shae and I were settling into married life very well. But what we really wanted now was a baby. We tried a lot. Hey, I’m not complaining!

It was frustrating for her, because it just wasn’t happening.

But she was quite happy, generally.

She started to feel sick one day, and we hoped and hoped…

And there we have it. Shae was pregnant.

Our family is a very social one, so when a holiday comes around, we always make sure to have a party. Now, I’m not very social myself. I have my paintings, and I’m practicing my writing. I have Albert as a best friend, and not a lot of others. But I try to let loose at parties. I really like them, surprisingly. It means I don’t have to go to bars and other places to interact with people. Don’t get me wrong-I met Shae at a bar, but I generally don’t like the places too much.

We got, uh…this thing.

Shae seemed to like the shower, though. And then it teleported her (somehow) to the gym. She said she was going to test it out, and even though I was worried about the safety of her and the baby, I knew there wasn’t a lot I could do to stop her. She’s free spirited and brave. I guess that’s one of the reasons why I love her. I just heard a big FWOOSH sound, and then she was gone.

She really didn’t want her fitness to go down, wanting to be a Super Spy and all.

But she loved this baby. I could see it.

On a side note, I was experimenting with sculpting, and I had also finished a couple of children’s books which had gone quite well.

Everything was peaceful…

But not for long.

I panicked.

Shae drove us to the hospital. I asked if she wanted me to do it, but she just screamed at me to get in the car.

Oops?

Here she is. Our lovely Mina.

And our lovely Nicola!

Twins! The first in our family.

I spent a long time one the nursery, making sure it was perfect.

Mom bragged about the two every chance she got.

But the day after the children were born, the lights came for her…

To be continued…