One Shot - All i want for Christmas.... | By : Hayley666 Category: Singers/Bands/Musicians > HIM Views: 973 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was Christmas morning, and Ville, Bam, and their daughter April were sitting round the tree, opening presents. April screamed in delight as she ripped open all her presents, from Barbie’s to Chocolates, and fairy dresses to my little pony’s. Ville and Bam wanted to spoil her. It was to be her last Christmas as an only child. Ville was heavily pregnant, ready to give birth at any moment. After he and Bam had married the previous New Year, they had tried in to conceive. Finally, Ville was able to announce his second pregnancy on April first. Bam thought he was playing an April Fools joke, until Ville reminded him it was after midday. Bam’s celebrations went on all week. April, at first, decided she hated the ‘evil little tadpole in Willas tummy’ (Bam had shown her pictures of an unborn baby in a book he’d taken out of the library. When I say taken, I mean stolen!) But eventually decided that she wanted a baby sister to play with.
“Kulta, time for dinner,” Ville said to April, early that afternoon. He had been playing Barbie’s with her, as Bam cooked. Well, he got his mother to cook the dinner, and then went to her house to get it. He attempted to pick his daughter up, but Bam stopped him. ”No babe, your pregnant, no lifting. Go. Sit. I’ll bring April in!” Ville sat down at the table, chuckling slightly as April protested. She wanted her favourite bear Sparkle at the table with her; she’d named him after his previous owner, Jonne. It had been his childhood bear, but had decided to give it to April, his goddaughter, the day she was born. Finally, Bam agreed, but only after April plonked it down at the table anyway.
“BAMMIE! SPARKLE WANT’S A MINCE PIE! HE DOESN’T LIKE TURKEY!” April cried. Bam held his head in his hands; he’d only just sat down. Ville chuckled, kissed his husband in the cheek, and went himself to get it.
“Here Kulta, now you eat up your dinner,” said Ville, as he passed his daughter the pie. She cheered and gave it to Sparkle.
“You spoil her,” said Bam, as he planted a passionate kiss on his husbands’ lips.
“Yes I do Bammie, but you spoil me!” Bam simply grinned. Suddenly, Ville gripped his stomach, and bent double in agony.
“Babe what’s wrong?”
“Willa!” cried April, clutching Sparkle with fear.
“Baby coming…. water broke!” Ville said.
“April, sweetie, go get Willas bag!” said Bam, as he helped Ville into the Lambo. The three sped to the hospital, but before they could reach it, they got stuck in the mother of all traffic jams.
“Bammie, I can’t wait! I need to push!” Ville cried, clutching his stomach. Bam went pale, but nodded, before pulling over.
“April, sweetie, go stand outside, and call for help, while I help Willa, k?” Bam said as he gave April his cell phone. “Tell the hospital we are outside McDonalds!” April nodded, scared, and stood outside, phone in hand. Bam ripped his husbands pants off, and spread his legs, as Ville laid the seat back.
“Push!” Bam cried. One hand on Villes knee, the other clutching Villes hand. Ville did as he was told.
“Bammie, it hurts, make it stop, please make it stop!” Ville cried.
“Babe, you can do it! Come on, I can see a head!” Ville simply nodded and pushed. Suddenly, a cry.
“It’s a boy!” Bam said. He wrapped the baby boy up in a blanket from Villes bag, as Ville covered himself up.
“April, sweetie, come here!” Bam cried as he placed the baby in Villes armed. Ville cradled the bundle lovingly as April came and peeped at the baby.
“It’s a boy kulta!” Ville said, tilting the baby for his daughter to see. Her eyes went wide as her brother let out a cry. “What’s his name going to be Kulta, I said you could name him!” Ville continued.
“Yeah April, what you gonna name him?” asked Bam, as he picked his daughter up, and sat her on his lap. April thought for a moment, and then she grinned.
“I want to call him Mikko, after uncle Mige and Linde!”
“Mikko it is!” said Bam. Ville simply laughed, before planted a kiss on his son’s forehead. The ambulance arrived 5 minutes later, only to be greeted by the newborn Baby, and complaints from Bam that the caused Ville to ‘spoil the lambo’ Ville simply kissed him.
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