Five weeks pass. You've been living with your ghost fiancé since. Fantoccio will visit every now and then, too. So will Billie and your mom. Things are great for you and Barnaby so far. You love the ghost owl.

Also, something recently had been happening to you for two days already. Starting yesterday morning, you'd run to the nearest bathroom and you would go in there to throw up. But you would feel fine after that. Barnaby was concerned for you.  You didn't know what was happening to you, either.

You're in the kitchen right now and you're eating a bag of Doritos. You've been eating a lot more than usual too. You're sitting on the counter as you munch away at the Cool Ranch Doritos. You say, "Mm. Good." You keep eating them.

A Barnaboo comes out and sees you. He says, "You're eating a LOT more than usual, miss." You say, "I'm hungrier than I was before. Maybe that's what's getting me to puke quite a bit? I don't know. But this can't be helped. I get cravings." 

The Barnaboo says, "Huh. That's really strange. And I see strange things all the time being around Mr. Barnaby. I'm going to tell him of your symptoms. I'll be back, miss soon to be Barnaby's wife." You say, "Thanks Raoul." Raoul nods and goes through the wall. You continue eating the bag of Doritos.

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About two hours later, you're back in a bathroom. The one down on the main floor. You are once again, throwing up in the toilet. Barnaby happened to follow you with you unaware. You hear a knock and you hear him saying, "My dear! Are you alright?!" 

You hawk up a bit of your remaining vomit slash spit to get it all out and you say, "I-I'm fine! I'll be right out!" You feel it again and you throw up. Barnaby does a 'tss' as he hears you vomiting. He hears a flush and the sounds of the sink as if you were washing your hands or face or whatever. It shuts off and the door opens. 

Barnaby pulls you close and he says, "My dear. You've got me concerned for you. The past two days, you've been throwing up and doing extensive eating. Don't get me wrong. Eat all you want. It's just... more than usual... Hoo hoo." His hoots sound more unenthusiastic. 

You say, "Barnaby. Are YOU okay? Your hoots seem more... sad. Just saying, baby." He sighs and says, "I may be a ghost who had a knack for killing off those to join the party or just kill them for keeping you away from me. And be enthusiastic and silly. I'm aware I'm the silly type... But I've been worried about you. My fiancée. My pride and joy. I'll do anything to make sure you're alright." 

You smile and you say, "Awe. Come here, baby.~" You pull him in for a hug. He sighs and smiles. He wraps his wings around you and he says, "I love you so much, (Y/N). You're my everything.~" You say, "You're mine too, Barnaby.~" You kiss him on the cheek.

A Barnaboo appears and comes to Barnaby. He's got a plus sign hospital symbol on him. He says, "Mr. Barnaby, sire. I can tell you what's happening." Barnaby says, "Oh? And what's that, my doctor of Barnaboos?" You say, "Doctor? Hey, Dr. Barnaboo sir. Am I catching the flu or... some type of covid? I had it before, being unable to smell or taste for almost a week." 

(Note: It's 2023. This fanfic is set the same time. Since this decade started, the virus hit. Trust me. I had it, myself once. Anyone else?)

The Dr. Barnaboo says, "Not even close. You're not even sick, miss." You say, "Then... what is it?" He floats to you and he moves down a bit. He puts his stubby hand on your stomach and he closes his eyes. He says, "Hmm... No illness. No flu. No fever... No diarrhea." You snort at the last part.

He says, "Nope. I see what it is. Why you've been throwing up and eating more than usual." He moves away. He says, "Well... this is going to change everything for you for a long time, Mr. Barnaby. You as well, miss soon to be the wife of Barnaby." Barnaby says, "Oh, do tell us doc. What's going on with my fiancée?" 

He says, "I'll tell you both." You and Barnaby look at him. He says, "Believe it or not, it was possible from a ghost like you, Mr. Barnaby." He looks at both of you and he says, "Miss. (Y/N)... You're pregnant." 

You and Barnaby gasp. The doctor Barnaboo says, "Yes, Mr. Barnaby. You are the father. I as a ghost myself can sense it. We're like little DNA tests, ourselves and DNA doesn't lie. A ghost knows when a ghost is expecting... or in your case, a living being is. You're this child's daddy, Mr. Barnaby." 

You put your hands over your mouth and you say, "Oh... oh my god. I'm... pregnant?" You sigh and you put your hands down. You look down at your stomach. Barnaby says, "I... I'm going to be a daddy again..." He grins and says, "Oh hoo hoo hoo hoo!" His face spins and he says, "This is exciting news! Oh, I just look forward to this new family!"

You face Barnaby and you sigh and smile. He looks at you and he says, "Come here, my dear." He pulls you in for a hug and you hug him back. You sigh and tears come down your face. You say, "Oh, Barnaby. I'm so happy you want this." He says, "Why wouldn't I be happy? You didn't think I'd be one of those fathers that would just up and leave you and the child, did you?" You hug him tight.

He holds you close and he says, "My dear (Y/N)... I love you. You're my fiancée. I'll do anything for you and our son or daughter. Finally, I'll have a child who will have their mother around to love them." You pull away and you put your hand on his face. 

You smile and you say, "I'll do anything for our new family, Barnaby. I don't care what gender the kid is. I don't care if the child is born with a disability or some deformity. This is our baby. I'm going to love this kid, either way. I'm calling my mom. She needs to know she'll be a grandma, soon." 

Barnaby smiles and says, "Ooh, I'm just so excited. If there's anything I've wanted more than to have a party, it's family. Dead or alive." You smile and you say, "I love you so much, Barnaby.~" He says, "And I love YOU, my sweet (Y/N).~" He pulls you close and he leans in to kiss you. You kiss him back. 

He pulls away and he says, "Oh, do call your mother. Let her know of the child." You say, "Trust me. I will. I'll let Billie know, too." He says, "I knew you'll let the goat know eventually, as well. She is invited to the wedding after all, is she not?" You say, "I'll be back." You walk off.