A.N. I downloaded this picture from “Roswell the Promise” gallery a few years ago, the graphic was designed by Tanya7496. I hope she doesn’t mind me borrowing a part of it because I love it. I sent her a private message requesting her permission to use this, it was sent in January, and I haven’t heard from her as of this date. I can only assume she doesn’t mind.
Happy Father’s Day: Sequel
Summary: Sequel to Happy Easter… Liz is growing by leaps and bounds and her “partner’s in crime”, as Max likes to call them, are still a large part of her life…let’s see what they’re up to now.
Genre: AU M/L Mature/lang.
Disclaimer : I have absolutely nothing to do with the show Roswell nor any of it’s constituents. I have borrowed the names of the characters because I like them.
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Chapter: 1/8
Liz:
Well people, it’s been about eight weeks or so since our Easter bunny fiasco and here I am again. I don’t know how we get ourselves into such shit but it was fun…the cause of the fun was not so good but the fun was just that…fun, and yes, my buddies agree with me. We still laugh about it although our husbands would rather that we never bring it up again. None of them were very pleased with us when we got hauled off to jail but even that was hilarious, my mind is wandering this morning as usual, there’s that damned alarm clock…can’t sleep for some reason, can’t possibly be the big belly preventing me from turning over now, do you think?
Oh, just look at that thing doing it’s happy little dance across my night stand as if it didn’t have a care in the world. I would pitch it out the window only then I would have to have a window person come and fix the damage that a childish fit had caused. Not to mention the grief my sweet husband would give me over pulling such a stunt, and even though he is the cause of all this discomfort I wouldn’t change a thing for all the world. Nope, not one thing.
You see, I’ve been awake off and on all night because my belly looks like I’ve had plastic surgery performed and had two full sized watermelons placed right under my navel, one on top of the other. I swear, Maria did not look this big when she carried Amelia and Mike jr. She said she was but, if so, she hid it well people…let me tell you and my husband, the man I would give my life for, smiles…yes he smiles when I whine about this. He does not think it’s funny, as he has explained to me over and over again, he thinks it’s wonderful. Yes, “wonderful” being the operative word here because I think, at this point in the game that a surrogate would have suited me just fine. Anyway I have to turn the offensive thing off because it is insisting that I give it some attention and then I will roll, yes roll, out of bed. Just as I get the button depressed on “The Thing” that shall remain nameless I feel a strong arm wrap around my watermelons and chuckle. That strong arm pulls me back into the bed that I have almost managed to roll off of and the person attached to that arm gives me a great big kiss, right in the middle of my watermelons and I sigh and the watermelons start to move around like the people inside know what their daddy just did and he laughs. He can do that to me you know, make me sigh. Everyone says I get a whoopee look on my face when he does that but that’s not all I get, I also get a whoopee feeling… to quote Jonathan Winters… “all over my bodeeee!” and it’s wonderful. Watermelons and all!!! I smile and snuggle and Max chuckles at me trying to get close, an impossibility actually but it’s fun trying. Then he gives me a kiss on the head and helps me up, a morning ritual lately and I enjoy it tremendously.
I head on into the bathroom and take care of things before making my way downstairs to start breakfast and get ready for my daily visitors. Either one or both will show up with the kids in tow, school is out for the summer, and they insist on helping. They are here at least three of the five days per week that Max is not here and definitely one of them on Friday. That’s the day they have designated as vacuum and dust day. I would never turn them away but if the truth be known, I would get things done a whole lot faster if they stayed away. Honest, but I could never hurt them that way, never in a million years and Max just shakes his head and smiles. He knows that it would be easier if they stayed at home but they NEED to help as he explained it to me so I let them.
Of course, I will say that the bathrooms are getting to be a little troublesome to get to. Leaning over the bathtub last week, with the cleanser in my hand, was not a fun thing and it felt like I was going to land in the tub head first no matter how much I twisted and turned. This belly people, I’m not kidding, two watermelons!!! Well, breakfast is ready and my husband just walked into the kitchen just as there is a tiny knock at the back door. Tess makes the kids come to the back door so as not to track dirt in the front. Max gives me a huge smile and opens the door to little Terry who he picks up and carries into the kitchen while blowing raspberries all over her little belly. She giggles and says…”Uncle Max! You have to stop that now or I’ll pee and mama will be mad!” Max puts her down and gives Jimmy a high five as Terry runs to the bathroom on the other side of the kitchen and Tess comes in behind the kids carrying a pink box full of pastries. We now know that Maria and her two will be here shortly and Max smiles.
“Good morning miss sunshine! I see we’re expecting a full house today. Anything good in that box?” My husband says as he smiles at our friend.
“You can expect a full house and yes, there are all kinds of goodies in that box but don’t touch the ‘sprinkles’. The kids favorites, and it’s a bribe…’be good or no donuts’ bribe.”
Max laughs at her and then Terry comes back from the bathroom and announces…
“Okay Uncle Max…I peed so you can tickle me now.”
Max chuckles and picks her up and continues with the raspberries… Tess just stands there and shakes her head at the two of them.
“You know you spoil them don’t you?”
And Jimmy, being the big boy that he is informs his mother…
“Uncle Max said that’s what Uncle’s are supposed to do and when Aunt Liz has her babies it will be Dad’s job to spoil them because it will be Uncle Max’s job to make them listen. Right Uncle Max?”
“Right Jimmy. Now, what are you going to do today?”
And I know just how much Max is going to make these two listen…yeah, right, listen…he’ll probably be the instigator.
“Well, mom and Aunt Maria are going to help aunt Liz this morning and I’m supposed to play with the rest of the kids and keep them quiet. Mom said that Aunt Liz will probably play with us while her and Aunt Maria are busy and then maybe we can go to lunch if Aunt Liz feels like it. Mom said that Aunt Liz doesn’t get out too much because she can’t reach the pedals. Right Aunt Liz?”
“Right you are Jimmy and lunch sounds like fun. Where do you think we should go to lunch?” I know exactly where Jimmy will want to go and this should make Tess’s day, she hates Brown Stone Deli…nothing but junk food according to her. Of course you could eat something besides ambrosia and potato chips…there is other food but the food the kids order leaves a lot to be desired in the way of nutrition…the world according to Tess.
“Oh, I would like to go to the Brown Stone Deli but Mom said that I should let you pick today since it’s your treat. What do you think?”
I looked at Tess and she was all but begging me with her eyes and Max’s were dancing out of his head. He could see the dilemma on my face…I wanted to plow down on Tess, but she really didn’t deserve it so I told Jimmy that I thought the food court at the mall would be a great place for lunch because everyone could have what they wanted, now talk about the availability of junk food! He thought about that for a minute and then smiled…like the food court was better?
“Yeah…that would be great. Mike jr. loves the hot dogs and Amelia and Terry like the tacos…I can have a burger and you, Aunt Maria and mom can have what you like too. Can you come with us Uncle Max?”
“Not today buddy, but we’ll make plans for lunch soon…how’s that. Just the two of us and Mike.”
“Boy that sounds super. When?”
“Well, let me check out my schedule at work and I’ll get back to you okay. I’ll plan on picking you up here or at your house. Next week some time?”
“Oh boy, that’s great Uncle Max. Wait till I tell Junior. Cool!”
And Max smiled at the young boy as he kissed the top of my head after hugging everyone else, including Tess, before leaving the house.
Both of us stood there and smiled as he closed the door and two little kids were dancing around us like whirligigs. We just laughed at the two of them as we made our way back to the kitchen table.
“You know Tess, you don’t have to clean my house for me.”
“We know that Liz, but it makes us feel good so just smile and enjoy it. You could probably be done by the time we get started but instead of us just wasting time eating pastries, we feel as though we are accomplishing something. And when the babies come we will take turns giving you a day off. Trust me, that you will thank us for.”
And she got a plate down from the cupboard to put the donuts and pastries on it and soon the doorbell rings again. The house is filling up and it looks like I’m the morning baby sitter while my friends clean my house. Oh well…it’s a good thing I’m not a soap opera buff is all I can say. These kids would be in for one huge education that’s for sure.
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and yes, I’ve had friends like this too and they’re few and far between.
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This all got started with the turkey and snowballed. It was a lot of fun to write and rather than carry it through as one fic. I decided to break it up. That way I can end it more easily. 
