"Time for recording, guys." Scott said.
"I really don't wanna get up!" Kirstie said.
"I know you don't, but we have to record this album!" Matt said.
"You're not nine months pregnant." Kirstie said, as Kevin pulled her up. She gasped.
"Oh sh-t!" Mitch exclaimed. "Are you okay?"
"Just false labor." Kirstie said. "I'm okay."
Mitch nodded, as Kirstie walked into the studio.
    They began recording their parts, switching off.
"Kirst? You feeling okay?" Kevin asked, sitting down next to Kirstie.
She nodded. "This little girl wants out!"
Kevin laughed. "I can't wait to meet her!"
"I can't wait for sushi again!" Kirstie said, then her face twisted in pain.
"Kirstin? You okay?" Kevin asked, as she took deep breaths.
"I...I...think that was another contraction." Kirstie said.
"ANOTHER!?" Kevin exclaimed.
Kirstie nodded. "I keep having them! I thought they're fine!"
"SCOTT! MITCH! MATT!" Kevin shouted.
  The three men ran in the room. "What happened?!"
"Kirstie's having contractions."
"Oh f--k!" Scott and Mitch exclaimed. "How far apart!?"
"Only like thirty minutes, sometimes twenty." Kirstie said, taking another deep breath.
"We gotta go!" Kevin exclaimed.
The other three began yelling over each other.
"HEY!" Kirstie shouted. "Matt, go to my house and get Ben and our bags. K...Kev, call the doctor, Scott, Mitch, let's get to the car."
   Matt sped off to Kirstie and Ben's house, while Scott, Kevin, and Mitch helped Kirstie to the Grassi-Hoying car.
"I'll drive!" Mitch said. "Babe, get me directions, Kevin, time Kirstie's contractions."
"What about me!?" Kirstie shouted from the back seat.
"Keep breathing." Mitch answered. "And don't have my baby in the car!"
Kevin kept track of Kirstie's contractions, holding her hand.
"MITCH! PLEASE GO FASTER!" Kirstie cried, doing the death grip to Kevin's hand.
"I'M ALREADY SPEEDING!" Mitch shouted back. "DAMNIT!"
"WHAT!?" Kevin shouted, turning around.
"Sirens! I'm getting f--king pulled over!" Mitch said, pulling to the side of the road.
"NO!" Kirstie shouted. "Please, Mitch, it hurts!"
"I know, Kirst, I know." Mitch said. "Just hold on, okay?"
"O...o...okay." Kirstie said.
   A police officer knocked on the car window.
"Sir, you were going well over the speed limit." The officer began.
"Our friend is having our baby, right now." Scott said.
The officer looked in, seeing Kirstie. "Oh, I see. I'll go ahead of you."
"Thanks!" The four called, speeding off again.
       They pulled into the hospital parking lot, hurrying Kirstie in.
"Get to the room, let's go!" Scott said, as Kirstie was put in a bed.
  Ben and Matt ran in a while later.
"Baby, are you okay?" Ben asked, kissing Kirstie.
"I'm okay, I just got an epidural, I'm hungry, and this lil girl will be outta me soon." Kirstie said.
"Kirstie? Do you wanna keep watching Stranger Things?" Scott asked.
"Yeah, got nothing else to do." Kirstie said. "I'm so shakey!"
"I know, Kirst." Kevin said. "Hey, there's the nurse."
          Kirstie lay her head back, her chest heaving. "I don't think I can do this."
"Yes you can!" Scott said. "I'm so proud of you."
"You trade places with me and do this for three and a half hours." Kirstie said.
"Kirst, honey, you can do this." Ben said.
"You're almost done, Kirstin." The nurse said. "Just a couple more."
Kirstie held Ben and Scott's hands, squeezing her eyes shut. 
  "Good job, Kirstin! Scott, Mitch, you have a beautiful baby girl!" The nurse said.
"You did it, Kirstie! You did it!" Matt exclaimed.
Ben kissed Kirstie, as Scott and Mitch held at their daughter.
"Hey, Lil Grassi-Hoying." Scott said. "Happy birthday, princess!"
Mitch whispered something in his husband's ear, then listened to Scott's reply. "Kirstie? Do you wanna hold her?"
She nodded, holding out her arms.
Mitch gently handed Kirstie the baby. "Amelie Kirstin Grassi-Hoying, meet your Aunt Kirstie!"
Kirstie stared at the baby. "That's a long name you got there."
"She'll grow into it." Scott laughed. "Hey, kiddo!"
"Oh boy, you're gonna be the dad who shows everybody their kid, huh?" Matt said, grinning.
"Damn right!" Scott said.
"With you two, Amelie's first words are gonna me curse words." Kevin laughed.
"Oh shut the f--k up!" Mitch exclaimed, slapping his hand over his mouth. "Amelie, sweetie, whatever Mommy and Daddy say, don't repeat it."
"Anyway, she'll be listening to a lot of PTX." Scott said.
"What if she hates our music?" Kirstie asked.
"She likes my voice." Matt said.
Amelie looked over at PTX's bass, smiling a little.
"She smiled! Yo! She smiled!" Matt exclaimed.
"Calm down, you're gonna scare her!" Kevin said. "Hey, Amelie!" He made a couple beatboxing noises, the little girl smiling again.
Mitch rolled his eyes. "Okay, she likes basses and beat boxers! So what?"
"She doesn't like the soprano, tenor, and baritone." Matt said.
"Oh, this kid better like me." Kirstie laughed.
"She will." Scott said. "I promise she will."
"Welcome to the family, Amelie." Mitch said.

(Boom, the Little series is done, probably, idk, hopefully you liked it, or if you hated it that's fine too!)