AN: This was the #1 ship in the roleplay for the voting poll. This cute little AU is for all you Winston shippers, or Pridy whichever we were calling it. Let us begin!

Wendy sat on her and Prinston's bed, biting her lip as she anxiously ran her fingers through her hair, which had now grown back to it's long length since the last time she had cut it. She had just tucked their son, Kayden, in to bed. The sweet child hadn't wanted to go to sleep so early, but Wendy had insisted. She had something important to tell Prinston. She now waited for her husband, only dawned in her night gown. She felt a little nervous, though had no explanation for why.

He came from the washroom all ready to enjoy another night with his wife. Careful with his strings, he came out, Prinston had just trimmed the hair for a cleaner look. It wasn't cleaner though, just less hair, the haircut was hardly even giving his waves a tousled look. It was a handsome look for a handsome, and less boyish, looking Prinston. "Strawberry, already here. How was story time with Kayden?"

Wendy looked up at him as he entered the room, her eyes instantly lighting up as she smiled at him. "Hello, my handsome prince." She said then answered his question. "It was good, though it was hardly a story time." She said. "He wouldn't sit still, so I ended up just playing with him for a while." She stayed where she was at her spot on the edge of the bed, her hands clasped in her lap.

Prinston smiled mischievously at his wife. Walking over he took her face in his hands and gave her a tender kiss. "I guess you're too tired to play with me then? I was looking forward to it, oh well" he told her teasingly. "How is my haircut by the way? I can't tell if I got the trim even. You know I'm too paranoid with blades to keep a steady hand."

Wendy giggled softly as he kissed her, smiling sweetly up at Prinston. She gently ran her fingers through his brown hair. "Hmm, it looks nice, love. Handsome as always." She said, moving her hands from his hair to his shoulders. "I could have done it for you, you know. All you have to do is ask" she told him, gazing up at him lovingly.

Prinston tapped the tip of her petite nose. "I know you would, I have to learn eventually love. Otherwise you'll have no rest taking care of all my needs. As much as I love having your fingers in my hair, I need the practice." Prinston was trying harder everyday to become less reliant. He been so sheltered in his youth. While he loved having her take care of him, he didn't want her to become an excuse for him to always rely on others.

Wendy wrinkled her nose slightly as he poked it. "I don't mind taking care of you, love" she said softly, tilting her head. "I'm your wife, it's what girls do for their husbands. Especially their husbands which they love very very much" she gave him a smile, kissing his cheek gently.

Prinston smiled at her cheeks still going pink at her kiss. "You drive a hard bargain. Maybe next time, I'll ask you if you're not busy." Still a pushover, especially for his Wendy. "What about things I can help you with. What can I do for my wife whom I love so very much hmm?"

Wendy smiled, loving how adorable his blush was. She gently wrapped her arms around him, careful of his strings. "Hmm, you could cuddle with me?" She offered, glancing up at him through her eyelashes in that teasing way of hers. She loved how sweet he was with her, and she loved him, truly, with all her heart.

Prisnton smiled leaning into her with his light frame. "Of course Wendy. Would you like to carry me to bed or shall I lay myself down?" She was technically strong enough to do it given his curse, despite the offer being sarcastic. She would have to release him a moment so he could lie down and she lay beside him for a cuddle. Or they could continue cuddling with him standing and her sitting on the bed.

Wendy giggled again, standing and gently lifting him in her arms. She laid him down on the bed before climbing in beside him. She curled up close to his side, a small smile on her lips. "Are you comfortable, love?" She tucked her face in his shoulder, closing her eyes. A part of her mind nagged at her to tell him the news that she had, but she decided she could procrastinate it a bit longer.

Prinston was basically a rag doll in her arms and couldn't help but laugh at the pleasant silliness of the situation. "I am actually, can't imagine a more comfortable spot in the world." If their love was any sweeter all their teeth would simultaneously fall out. It seemed as though they were almost always in the honeymoon faze. Things were perfect the way they were Prinston didn't see how it could get better.

Wendy smiled, peeking up at him. "Me neither" she said softly, studying him for a moment. He seemed so relaxed and happy, which was a good thing. She gently took his hand in hers, propping herself up on her elbow so she wasn't completely laying down. She gazed down at him for a moment before speaking softly. "Prinston, honey? I have something to tell you."

Prinston had closed his eyes fully immersed in the blissful moment. Ignorant to any hidden truths Wendy had been holding within her. "Tell away strawberry, I'm listening." He bed was so soft and the night relatively young. He didn't bother opening his eyes giving into his sense of touch while cuddling with her.

Wendy smiled softly as she gazed at him, reaching up and gently pushing his hair out of his face. She laid down again, curling close to him. She kept her eyes open, studying him closely. "I'm pregnant, love" she whispered, unsure of how he'd react. Of course she was overjoyed. She loved their child more than anything, and was ecstatic to be able to grow their family.

Prinston didn't understand what she said at first. "Thats great," he answered on reflex before slowly the words sunk. "You're pregnant, huh, who knew." Truly it was sinking in slower than molasses. Who knew indeed, certainly not Prinston! "So we're going to have another baby?" Prinston eyes opened finally as the info finally made sense to him. 'Of course we are, she's pregnant... Wait.' Prinston shot into an upright position, "YOU'RE REALLY PREGNANT! THIS- THIS IS FANTASTIC! HOW DO YOU KNOW, FOR HOW LONG HAVE YOU KNOWN?" For someone with a sleeping kid next door he sure was being loud.

Wendy was kinda disappointed at his first reaction before her words slowly sank in. She giggled up at him, still laying down. "Yes, I'm pregnant" she said with a bright smile. "I've suspected it for a while now, but it was confirmed a couple days ago." She reached up and playfully poked his nose. "And quiet down before you wake Kayden." She was so happy, smiling up at her husband.

Prinston lowered down his voice as best as possible for Kaydan's sake. His chest was swelling with his pride for his new child and wife. He had nervous excited laughter slipping out as he shook his head lightly. He certainly hadn't been trying to get Wendy pregnant again after Kaydan. He wasn't exactly keeping his hands to himself either. "I can't help it! Should I apologize in advance for your sake?" Child birth wasn't exactly easy and he didn't enjoy seeing Wendy in pain. Still he never regretted Kaydan and he certainly wouldn't regret another child.

Wendy smiled happily at him, wrapping her arms around him and pulling him back down to cuddle. "No, no, don't apologize" she laughed softly, curling up close to his chest. "I'm so happy, Prinston! I never really wanted Kayden to be an only child anyway" she said, kissing his lightly. "I love you!"

Prinston cradled her closer, rubbing his hands on the side of her arm before softly. He got accustomed to her weight leaning against his chest. His heart was pumping to the beat of a marching band triumphantly stomping along. Smiling through the kiss, unable to help himself. "I love you too Wendy. How're we going to tell Kayden?"

Wendy thought for a moment, glancing up at him, tilting her head slightly. "Um, do you want to tell him soon or should we keep it a secret for a while?" she said. She wasn't quite sure how their young son would react to this new news. She assumed Kaydan would be happy. After all, he'd have another play mate.

There was a chance Kayden wouldn't be happy about it... Prinston came to a conclusion fairly quickly for once. "I think we should tell him soon. If by chance he isn't warmed up to the idea he'll have plenty of time to get used to it. The hard part will be explaining that a stork won't be bringing his little brother or sister." Prinston gave a nervous chuckle at the future birds and the bees talk to come. They never really explained how Kayden came into the world. Wendy being pregnant made that talk get pushed forward quite a few years.

Wendy giggled softly, nodding. "Yes, that will be an... Interesting conversation" she said, gazing up at him. She tilted her head up, kissing his cheek gently. "We can tell him in the morning. Right now, I want to cuddle, then sleep" she said with a small smile, a soft yawn escaping her lips.

Sharing in her amusement awhile quieting more slowly, finding the soft yawn from her adorable. She certainly does need her rest. Prinston had enough excitement for the night as well. Tomorrow is a new day with even more to look forward to now. He grabbed her chin tilting it up for his benefit. Capturing her lips in a kiss that started off chaste he submitted to her cuddling before releasing her. "You always kiss me on the cheek. We are married and alone, you can kiss elsewhere. Like here," he gave her a slow peck on the lips. "Or here," he tilted her face away while dragging his lips across her skin down to that sweet spot just below the jaw for another kiss. Repeating the movement once again except down to her collar bone.... and then pulling away. "Just a thought of course." The little tease was smiling mischievously laying back on the pillow like he hadn't done a thing.

Wendy let out a soft breath, her eyes fluttering closed, as she felt his lips on her skin. She knew he was just teasing her, but she didn't really care at the moment. She opened her eyes once she felt him pull away, pouting at him playfully. "Prinston," she complained jokingly, wrapping her arms around his neck. "Kiss me!" she demanded in a slightly childish tone, pressing a kiss to the corner of his lips.

A wide smile stretched across his face seeing it worked. Turning his head so she got more than the corner of his mouth he happily kissed his little bride.

"Goodness"

a kiss

"Wendy"

kiss

"what's"

another kiss

"gotten"

yet another kiss.

"into you?" he asked between kissed in a teasing tone before giving up the charade. Prinston leaned into his wife giving her what may or may not be their final kiss for the night. He's leaning more towards not but it's up to Wendy ultimately. No matter what comes next he is a very happy father and husband.

Wendy giggled between each soft kiss, her hands on his shoulders and then on his chest. She kissed him back at the last one, a happy smile on her delicate lips. She pulled away after a moment, smiling up at her husband. "I'm pregnant, I get what I want, remember?" she joked as she playfully poked his nose. "And since you're such a tease," she said pointedly, "Kisses sound pretty good at the moment."

"Yes my lady, what's mine is yours of course." Prinston couldn't hold back the light laughter that was bubbling up at first. The more kisses were exchanged the easier it got to hold them down. "I love you Wendy. I'll not tease you anymore tonight." Notice no promises were made about tomorrow.

"And I love you, my handsome prince" Wendy said softly, a gentle laugh leaving her lips. Careful of his strings, she cuddled close to him again, one hand placed on his chest and the other arm tucked beneath her head. She gazed up at him for a moment then pressed a light kiss to his cheek, as always. "Goodnight, my love" she murmured as she closed her eyes, a soft smile on her lips.

Prinston smiled drinking in a last look at her before closing his eyes as well. "Goodnight Wendy," he was sure to be numb tomorrow on the side she was leaning on. That didn't matter to him so long as he could wake up with the girl he loved in his arms. This was enough, it was more than enough, it was happiness. He hoped everyday after tomorrow would this good, and to fall asleep with strawberry kisses.

~The End.