Full Throttle and M&Ms Do Not Mix

Have some composure.

Kris walked out just in time to hear Ray’s tantrum.

She screamed, “No! Andy. God, ugh! You don’t want that… Damn it!” People looked at her.

Andy looked confused, “Y-Yes, Ray, I do. I love you.”

“No… you don’t. You won’t…”

Andy looked at Stephen, “Did I miss something?”

He scoffed, “Yeah. A big something.”

Ray interrupted, “No. Don’t tell him. I will…”

Andy looked from Stephen to Ray.

As always, Kris interrupted, “I’m here. I’m here. Are you okay, Ray? Is the baby?”

Andy looked very worried and closed the ring case. He went from squatting to sitting.

Stephen smacked her, “You are the biggest idiot ever!”

“Owe! Stephen! What the hell, dude?!”

“He didn’t know!”

“Oh… shit…”

“God damn Kris,” it was Ray this time. “It’s a wonder how you graduated college…”

Kris put her hands up.

She looked at Andy, “Uh dude?” He looked as if he was planning something.

He murmured, “So… we’re going to need to save money… that’s diapers, bottles, formula…” he smiled at Ray.

Ray smiled, “God damn, I love you.”

They kissed, getting a bit into it.

“Uh…” Kris stuttered. “So… could we do this later?” Stephen smacked her, again. “Dude!”

“You need to shut those lips, ‘dude,’” he mimicked her.

She rubbed her arm and scowled at him.