Mother of My Kid

John tried to keep his racing heart calm as he sat in a chair in front of Mr. Vuitton. But he managed to keep a calm composure.

"As you can tell." He smiled. "Im not The Mr.Vuitton but I am his son. Now Ms. Moore told me of your good bone structure and looks. I must say I agree."

John smiled. "Really? Well thank you... I've always wanted to model." He said.

He sat back. "Stand up and turn for me."

John nodded and stood, slowly spinning for the designer.

He nodded. John was just who he was looking for. Perfect body and good structure.

John bit his lip nervously. "So... do I have a shot at the job?" He asked hopefully.

"Not just a shot. You have it." He smiled and extended his hand to John

John smiled brightly and shook the man's hand. "Thank you so much! It means so much to me." He squealed. John signed his contract with Mr. Vuitton before he was able to leave. John enter Belle's place, on Cloud 9.

Belle was fixing a big lunch for Johnny when she heard the door open. She peaked her head around. "Well?" She asked smiling

John smiled brightly. "I got it!" He squealed.

Belle smiled happily and hugged him. "I knew you would!"

John chuckled. "Yeah. I start tomorrow. I can't wait!" He squealed again.

"Well you must be hungry. Come eat." She smiled

John smiled, almost drooling at all the food. He sat down and started digging into the food immediately.

"Good?" Belle asked eating slowly.

John chuckled and nodded. "Well DUH!" He said. "You cooked it. Of course its good."

Belle softly laughed before putting her dirty dish in the sink. "Thank you."

John chucked. "No problem. Well, I'm gonna go take a bath." He said, skipping off to the bathroom.

"Your such a fairy!" She yelled after him palyfully

"Yes I am!" John called in a sing-song voice before closing the bathroom door.

Belle shook her head. She didn't expect her and Johnny to grow close but they had.

John sank down in his bath, closing his eyes as his muscles relaxed. He was so happy he found a job. And he was even happier he found Belle.

Belle streched her hands above her head before walking to her room. She was tired and thought she would take an afternoon nap

((We should skip ahead))

A month later, John's stomach was bigger. Not huge, but definitely and vey much noticeable under his shirt. He rubbed his stomach as he laid down on the couch. He felt child flutter inside him, but no kicking yet. Thank god. "It feels weird." John whined.