One Good Fling Deserves Another
Part 3
By: Ashley and Emily
A story about the love/hate relationship of Penny Marshall and Michael McKean
Mike escorted Penny into a brightly shaded blue and pink waiting room filled with expected mothers. She wore dark sunglasses and Mike, Mike was too nervous to think of anything to disguise himself, so he just kept his head down and buried into a magazine he brought with so he wouldn't have to read Lady's Home Journal. Penny kept wringing her hands and tapping her foot. She had her legs crossed until she saw how the other women were staring at her so she kept them uncrossed.
She finally leaned over to Mike and whispered, "If I knew at the time when we were shooting 'Look Before You Leap' that I would actually have to be doing this a few months later I think I would have listened more to what everyone was telling Laverne and Shirley. Now, all I remember is that the women would hate you 'cause you can cross your legs."
Mike just smiled and put his arm around her and whispered in her ear, "You'll do fine."
"I may do fine, but as for you ... well, all I can say is that you're reading your magazine upside down."
"Carole Marschiarelli?" a nurse called from the doorway and Penny and Mike both stood up and followed. The nurse brought them both into another little room, but they were alone. She handed Penny a bunch of forms to fill out. "Are you gonna be all right?" the nurse asked.
"Oh yeah. I'll be fine" Penny answered.
"I was talking to him. Men somehow always faint or hyperventilate during these things" she said to Penny with a sweet smile. "Has anyone ever told you that you are a dead look alike for Penny Marshall?"
"Yes, many times" Penny answered with a little laugh.
"When you're finished with the forms just press this button and then the doctor will be with you shortly," the nurse informed pointing to a little button on the doorframe that could easily be mistaken for a doorbell. Then she left.
"Ya sure ya don't wanna wait outside?" Penny asked.
"I'll be fine. I've been through this before"
"And if I'm not mistaken, you totally lost it when it came to the examination"
"Those were just rumors"
"Yeah, uh-huh. Sure..." Penny said sarcastically. Her hands started shaking when she tried to fill out the forms. "Can you fill this out for me? I'm too nervous" so Mike took the clipboard and pen.
"Name... C-a-r-o-l"
"With an 'e' at the end"
"M-a-r-s-...ummm.."
"M-a-r-s-c-h-i-a-r-e-l-l-i"
He took a deep breathe and went to the next question. "Address," and he wrote her address and phone # in. "Height..."
"5'6 1/2" she answered.
"Eyes ... green. Hair ... brown. Weight..." he looked up at her.
"Leave it blank. I'll fill it in myself when you're done." he just smiled and went on.
"Birthday... October 15, 194...?"
"I'll fill that in myself"
"Age..."
"I'll fill that in too and don't you dare try to figure it out either." So she snatched the clipboard from him and wrote everything else in, then pressed the little button. He noticed she was fidgeting nervously and couldn't take her eyes off the door. A few minutes later the doctor came in.
"Hi! I'm Dr. Aaron."
"Hi," Penny and Mike said simultaneously.
"And I'll be y... oh my God," he said, almost deadpan. He pointed at Penny. "You're..."
Penny smiled slightly and nodded. "That would be me."
Then he pointed at Michael, his jaw still dropped. "And you're..."
"That too," said Michael, smiling.
"Then how come my paper here says Carole Marschiarelli?"
"That's my real name. Carole Penny Marshciarelli."
"Oh! Well, Miss Marshall, how have you been lately."
"Crummy," she replied.
"Well, that's not good. What's wrong?" Dr. Aaron asked.
"Well, ya see... I think I'm pregnant," Penny blurted out quickly.
"I see..." said Dr. Aaron. "Well, have you had any symptoms?"
"Yeah, morning sickness, defective typewriter ... all the usual stuff."
They continued a conversation, and then he examined her, and all the usual that happens with a person who thinks their pregnant. The next thing to do was just ... sit home and wait for the results. Which was exactly what Mike, Penny and Tracy did. Except, well, the news was quite a shock to Tracy. How do you explain to a fourteen year old kid they're about to become a big sister? Very politely...
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