《2000》

*Nikki*

"Dude, wake up," a voice said, making me groan as I woke up, my entire spine feeling like its been bent into a twisted pretzel.

I opened my eyes to see Vince looking down at me.

"Fuck, man," I groaned as I stretched, feeling every bone in my body pop.

Note to self: Get a more comfortable couch for these kinds of situations.

"Why am I not surprised?" Mick's voice snickered as I looked and saw Tommy and Mick there.

"Shut up, dude," I sighed as I yawned, trying to sit up but failing.

"Let me guess," he asked with a playful smirk. "Hormones again?"

I looked at him in surprise and grunted. "I feel like this time she was actually going to kill me. She switches too damn fast, I don't know how women can do it so easily," I mumbled.

After our last miscarriage, Mal and I had decided to wait a while before we decided to try again. Almost a year later, Mal was pregnant with what we soon found out was our third baby girl, nicknaming her Marshmallow.

However, this pregnancy, which is now reaching its 8 month mark in a few days, has definitely bought up a whole hoard or bloodthirsty hormones. Mal's mood swings and cravings have been at an all time high, even worse than they were with the twins (and she was lethal, as hell during that time, even Tommy still gets nightmares of that!!)

This time, however, made her hormonal days with the Twins look like small little mood swings.

"Uncle Vinnie!!!" a voice suddenly squealed and I see Ava run up and into Vince's arms as he caught her.

"Hehe, hey there, lil Blondie," He chuckled as he lifted her, carrying her on his hip as she hugged him. "How're you doing, doll?"

"Good! Awe you gonna eat breakfast with us!?" she asked excitedly.

"Only if its waffles," he smirked, tickling her sides and making her giggle uncontrollably.

Jasper and Zander then came in and noticed me on the couch with my pillow and blanket.

"Uh oh, Daddy got in trouble with Mommy again," Zander giggled, making me glare at him as Jasper quietly scolded him.

Vince chuckled as he then pulled Ava up over his head, sitting her on his shoulders. "So why are you on the couch?" he asked.

"Well, Mal is almost 8 months pregnant, started crying during a shampoo commercial on TV, and then got mad at me for getting her the wrong ice cream flavor," I sighed, stretching to crack my spine. "So she banished to the couch with Jack for the night.... And he doesn't exactly like sharing pillows...."

Tommy snickered to himself, making Mick smack his arm.

"Well, we can help get breakfast started for you and the kids," Vince said. "You look like you could use some coffee."

"Sounds fucking amazing," I said, stretching out and rubbing my back.

"Dad, can I wake up Nona and Micah this time?" Jasper asked me in a hopeful tone.

"Jazz, buddy, you'll have to be really careful doing so, they're still very little after all," I said to him. "Especially with Micah since he's still a little sick."

"I can help with that," Tommy shrugged, then nudged Jasper. "Come on, JB. We go in quietly so they don't wake up cranky."

"Okay," He smiled as he and Tommy went upstairs.

"Can I wake up Mommy?" Zander asked me.

"See, son... You could.... But I've seen God once before, and let's just say he wasn't much too thrilled to see me.... So how about we avoid doing that just for the meantime, hm?" I said to him.

He raised his eyebrow in confusion. "What does that mean?"

"I'll tell you when you're older. Now go sit down for breakfast, " I said, Vince and Mick laughing as we all walked towards the kitchen, Zander shrugging before running off.

Mick sat in the family room nearby with Zander and Ava as they watchd Looney Toons while Vince and I cooked.

Vince was starting a batch of waffles while I cut up some fruit and but some mini bagels in the toaster oven, when Tommy came in, a sleepy Micah clung to him in his arms while Jasper carried little Nona on his back.

"Here they are, Chip and Dale," Tommy announced softly as he sat Micah down on his high chair as Jasper set Nona down, letting her run off.

"Aww poor little guy's still drowsy," Mick chuckled as Micah tried staying awake, his head drooping a little and rubbing at his face, making Mick gently stopping him.

"Yeah, he's dealing with a cold and that fever for a while. It finally broke last night, but he's still a bit out of it," I sighed. "On top of that he's going through that night terrors and monsters under the bed phase, the medication the doctor recommended for the cold just make it worse in that case. Had to get up a few times to put him back to sleep."

"Aww poor little guy," Vince sighed sadly. "I remember Sky going through that, too. It was hell. Neil was the same at one point, too."

"Yeah," I sighed, walking over and setting some waffles down in front of him. "Hey there, buddy... How about eating up, hm?"

"Sweepy..." he mumbled as I felt his forehead.

"I know, Dougie," I said, setting his sippy cup full of orange juice in front of him. "You want some apple slices while we make your waffle?"

He yawned and nodded.

I smiled and patted his back as he took his sippy cup while I went to get some fruit for him.

Vince handed Jasper Nona's sippy cup to take to her since she ran off to join the others in the living room, Tommy following to go to the family room.

I then heard a sigh and look, seeing Mal walked in, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. She wore a tshirt that stretched over her baby bump a bit and long pajama pants.

"Good morning...." she yawned.

"Hey, baby.... How are you feeling?" I asked softly yet carefully as I walked over.

"Better.... I'm sorry about last night, honey, I... I don't know what got over me," she said, looking up at me with a guilty look as I hugged her, kissing her forehead.

"Don't think much of it, babe, its normal," I said.

"I know, but ugh," she said, her face in her hands. "Why do I have to be so fucking hormonal? I thought when I was having the Twins it was bad, but this..... Damn..."

"Like I said, its normal, and it'll pass," I assured her. "You in the mood for waffles or do you want me to cook your something else?"

"Actually, waffles sound pretty good," she smiled at me, then turned to the table. "Hey, Vinnie, good morning."

"G'Morning, MJ," he smiled.

"Mama...." a voice pulled us over to see Micah hazily look up at us, arms reaching for her.

"Oh, my baby...." she said as she walked over, feeling his forehead. "How has he been?"

"Fever broke last night but he's still having trouble sleeping," I sighed as she scooped him up, Micah clinging to his sippy cup as he curled up into his mother's embrace.

"Oh god, my poor baby boy," she mumbled as she rubbed his back.

"I wans waffie, mama," he mumbled.

She smiled up at him. "Aww, we'll get you waffles, baby. Why don't we go watch cartoons with your brothers and sisters while Daddy and Uncle Vinnie make your waffles, hm?" I asked.

"Otay," he mumbled as she kissed his cheek.

"Can you handle with him?" I asked.

"What, you think I can't?!" she suddenly snapped, making me freeze, Vince looking over in surprise.

"N-No, I-I- was just...." I stuttered nervously.

She then sighed, holding her forehead. "I'm sorry, babe... I-It just came out..."

"Its okay," I assured her. "You want anything on your waffles?"

"Uhh, yeah, umm... Any chance you can add some pickles on it?" she asked.

We froze as Vince turned around, looking shocked.

"Of course! Sliced?" I asked.

"No, its okay, you can just bring the whole jar," she smiled. "Oh, and whipped cream."

I heard Vince quietly gag to himself.

"S-Sure, whatever you want, honey," I smiled.

"Thank you, honey... You're so sweet," she smiled as she kissed my cheek and then carried Micah out of the room. 

I sighed with relief as I faced Vince.

"And here I thought Sharise's cravings to mashed potatoes and strawberries was disgusting," Vince said, shuddering.

"She wanted watermelon and hot sauce last week," I took a deep breath. "I'm telling you, its a miracle I survived the last ones, but I don't know how I'm gonna last with this pregnancy."

"Dude, you're the guy that came back to life, I'm sure some pregnancy hormones won't actually get your killed," Vince said. "Besides, at least she's not like Pamela. Remember when she was expecting Dylan."

I thought about it and winced a bit. "Yeah... That was scary...."

"Tell me about it," Vince scoffed. "I swear her eyes even went red for a split second, I really thought T-Bone was gonna meet his maker that day."

I scoffed softly with a laugh. "Come on, let's get breakfast for them ready, before we both pay dearly for it," I said.

He laughed and nodded as we got to work.

Soon everything was ready and we called in everyone.

"Uhh, Dad?" Jasper came up to me as the others sat down. "Mom's crying...."

"What? What happened?" I asked worriedly as I set down a plate in front of Ava while she reached for syrup before Mick moved it to her reach.

"I don't know... We were watching TV, and then when Bugs Bunny started eating his carrot, she started laughing like crazy, but then she just began to cry...." He said awkwardly. "Uncle T-Bone's with her right now..."

Fuck....

"Uhh, okay... Just sit down to eat your food, I'll check on her," I said as Nona and Micah came in. "Vince, mind watching over the kids with Mick, make sure Micah eats?"

"Yeah, sure," he nodded as he waved Micah over to his high chair, helping him up.

I walked in, seeing Tommy kneeling in front of Mal, who was crying.

"Hey," I said, walking over. "Everything okay?"

"She was laughing hysterically at a carrot that Bugs Bunny was eating and then like some light switch she just started crying," Tommy shrugged.

I frowned and walked over, holding her hand.

"Hey... Its okay, babe," I said as she wiped under her eyes.

"God, I hate hormones," she grunted as she dried her eyes.

"Everything okay?" Mick asked as he and Zander walked out of the kitchen.

"Yeah, MJ just got a little emotional, that's all," Tommy said.

Mal sniffled and looked up at him with furrowed brows. "W-What the hell is that supposed to mean!?" She snapped.

"I-I mean, you-you just got a bit emotional, that's all, its normal for you," Tommy said.

"Oh, so you think I'm a fucking mess!?" she snarled.

"Oh fuck," I mumbled under my breath.

"What!? NO! I-I-I never said you were a mess, I-I just said your hormones and-and your train of thought is, b-because of the baby, it can make some women a little more crazy than usual-!!" Tommy panicked, then slammed his hand over his mouth in realization.

Well, looks like Motley Crue now needs a new drummer......

"Oh, boy, you've done it now," Mick mumbled.

MJ then sat up, making Tommy back up a little as she glared at him. "Excuse me...?"

"I-I'm not saying you're crazy, MJ, i-it's just right now, I-I mean-!!!!"

"Good god, man, don't anger it!!" Zander said, making Mick grab him by the back of his shirt and drag him back into the kitchen, Vince also ducking out of there.

"Hey, T-Bone? How about getting out of here before you get yourself killed, hm?" I scoffed.

"Hehe, uhhhh, y-yeah, let me do that," he said nervously, then quickly got up and ran, accidently hitting his leg on the coffee table, yelping before tripping on a toy car and limping as fast as he could into the kitchen.

I scoffed, rolling my eyes before looking over at Mal, who took a deep breath and frowned as some stray tears fell from her eyes, looking away and really upset now...

"Hey... Come on, babe.... Ignore Tommy, he's a natural-born dumbass.... This is normal pregnancy stuff, you've been though it before. Its nothing bad and it will pass," I said, wrapping my arm around her. "Sometimes it gets stronger than others, like with Zander or with the Twins."

She took a deep breath. "... I was pretty crazy when I was expecting Zander, huh?" she giggled softly.

I chuckled. "Hey, on the bright side, it all got passed down onto him," I said, and she giggled softly but then stopped.

"Oh, now you're the one calling me crazy?" she suddenly asked in a serious tone as she squinted at me.

Oh fuck....

My blood went cold at her words as I tried to figure out a way out of this, but then Mal suddenly burst out laughing, covering her mouth as she giggled.

"I-I'm kidding," she laughed uncontrollably, making me sigh in relief and sigh as I laid back. "You should have seen your face!"

"Jeez... Thanks for that, babe," I said with a scoff as I laughed, my hand over my chest.

She then leaned against me, laughing.

"I love you," I smiled.

She smiled up at me. "I love you, too," She said.

"Mama..." a familiar voice said, making us turn.

We look to see Micah wander into the room, drinking from his sippy cup as he tried climbing into Mal's lap. It was a bit challenging with Marshmallow in the way, though.

"Don't want some time with Daddy, bud?" I teased him, tickling his side and making him giggle.

"Aww, he's a momma's boy, just like Jasper was, he can't help it," Mal laughed softly as she cradled Micah in her arms.

"True, always has been. Even asked for you a couple of times through the night," I smiled as I moved closer.

"Aww, my sweet boy," Mal smiled as she brushed her fingers softly through his dark brown hair.

"You still like your dada, though, right, Cookie?" I asked him, giving him a playful smile.

Micah smiled softly around his sippy cup and nodded his head.

"Haha, that's my boy," I smiled as I held my fist up for him to bump, and he softly bumps his with mine.

Mal giggled and kissed his cheek before leaning up and pecking my lips.

He then grunted softly and looked at her baby bump before poking it a little.

"Hehe," I chuckled. "I'm guessing Marshmallow said hello in her own way. Careful, buddy."

Micah pouted as he poked a spot again, making us laugh as Mal held his hand.

"This is gonna be your baby sister, Micah...." Mal told him as she placed his hand over a spot I'm assuming Marshmallow was kicking at.

Micah then felt it and giggled softly.

"Shmushmawow," he mumbled happily, patting gently against that spot, making us laugh at how he said her nickname.

I smiled as I reached over, stroking Micah's cheek with my thumb as I held it while he rested against Mal.

"God... Six kids..." she said, looking up at me. "Have we officially lost our minds?"

I chuckled. "Oh definitely... But my god, does it feel amazing," I admitted.

She smiled at me as we then shared a kiss.

"Come on, let's all go get some food, I'm starving," Mal said.

Micah cooed happily as Mal set him down and I helped her stand before the three of us went to enjoy our family breakfast.

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I gotta say, I picked a GOOD header picture for this deleted scene. HAHA!! 🤣🤣🤣🤣

I feel like this was done kind of sloppy, only since I rushed it a bit when I didn't know exactly how to write it all, so I kind of tried making it a mix of both cute and funny.

I hope you all still like it!! 🌻

I have I think one more left of my deleted scenes, (MAYBE I'll work on another one, who knows), and then very soon this story will reach its conclusion. 🤷🏻‍♀️🤷🏻‍♀️

**Also, in regards to recent events, my thoughts and prayers go out to the victims of the heinous hate crime that took place in Georgia at the hands of a white terrorist.

The Asian community has suffered so much unnecessary hate and abuse fueled by racism for many years, especially now during this pandemic, and it cannot and should not go on any longer.

We must do better, as human beings, and end this vicious cycle of hate. 

🎹Currently in Sapph's playlist:

The Black Eyed Peas
"Where is the Love?"

♡~ sapphire.