Make It Easier
Chapter Two
By Missy

SERIES: Goosebumps!
SUBSERIES: Make It Easier
PART: two of six parts for this arc
Author: Missy
Email: lasfic@yahoo.com
RATING: PG-13 (For language, anatomical references)
PAIRING(s): L/L; S/C; S/R

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CATEGORY: Epic Drama
CANNON/SPOILERS: Pre-Reunion Show Cannon; set five years after the series' conclusion.
FEEDBACK: PLEASE?!
SPOILLER/SUMMARY: Laverne and Lenny get caught up in the romantic atmosphere of Europe, which has the usual consequences for a couple in love. Laverne also discovers a hidden talent. Squiggy and Rhonda prepare for the birth of their first child, while Shirley and Carmine try to hold on to the one they already have.
NOTES: The second chapter in the tenth portion to this series. For previous chapters, see the Goosebumps! Section at LAS Fic or The Look.

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Rhonda lay flat on her back, grunting, her body trembling from effort. Her doctor stared in consternation at her sex, prodding her with painful fingers.

"Well, Mrs. Squiggman, you're fully dilated."

She grunted as the contraction subsided.

"I'll call your OB. Would you like your husband to be present?"

She shook her head. The idea of Squiggy seeing her in such a mortifying position horrified her.

"Okay, you press the on-call button if you need anything."

Rhonda watched the doctor stroll confidently out of the room, wishing the entire time for something to throw at his heavy skull.

***

The phone rang incessantly in the darkened budior of Lenny and Laverne's Paris suite.

Laverne's thighs clenched about Lenny's waist in panic as he reached for the phone.

"H'lo? Squig! What? Squig, yer yellin' right in my ear! It's four in the mornin', Squig...Oh? Oh!!! Congrats, Squig. Call me back when the baby's born. What? Squig, I ain't ever had a baby before. How'm I supposed ta know what to do, Einstein? Yeah, okay. See you. Night."

He hung the phone up and curled back up into Laverne's sleepy embrace.

"Squig?"

"Yeah. Rhonda's in labor."

Laverne's eyes opened wide. "Len!!" She sat up. "Now we might as well get up. He's gonna be calling about the baby."

"Yay!" He threw himself on top of her.

"Len!"

"What?" He nuzzled her neck.

"Mmm..." She had forgotten what she was complaining about.

***

Shirley twisted the hem of her skirt. She didn't want to deal with Veenie's teachers right now. Carmine's sobriety was fledgling, and she didn't want it disrupted by stress. Bad enough he had embarked on a new series of auditions right away. She battled with her skirt and tried to make herself comfortable in the miniature desk seat.

Carmine sat on the floor, Indian-style, looking over the files of homework that had been lain on the desk.

"Mrs. Meeney?"

"Mrs. Ragusa." Carmine corrected.

Veenie's first-grade teacher seemed nonplused. "We just wanted to let you know what a joy your Veenie is to have in our class. She's very bright."

"Oh, thank you." Shirley smiled.

"Unfortunately, she is having problems with her math homework. We have a few methods prepared which you might like to try with her..."

Shirley prepared an explanation, but at that moment Walter strolled through the door, his girlfriend beside him.

***

A scream rent the air as Squiggy burst into the delivery room. Rhonda was beyond protesting.

"Aww geez! Whattya doin' to my wife? Put that back in her!"

"Mister Squiggman, that's your child!"

"What? Eew!" The kid was placed in his arm, red-faced and squalling. "Aww...uh, hey little guy."

"Mister Squiggman, it's a girl."

"That's what I said!" He tried to catch Rhonda's pasty, tear-blotched face. "Rhonda, whattya wanna call her?"

"I don't know."

Squiggy frowned. "Why?"

"Please, Andrew..."

He shrugged. "Okay, I'll call ya after our favorite things: Moth Star Squiggman."

"That's lovely, Squiggles." She remarked weakly from the bed.

Her doctors seemed to indicate that it was everything but.

***

Over breakfast, Lenny's phone rang again. "A girl? It's a girl, Laverne!"

Laverne smiled benignly over her French toast.

"Yeah, we'll come visit first thing after we get back to the states...give her my love...what? Yer callin' her Moth?" Laverne winced, but Lenny didn't notice. "That's neat. You take all the good names, Squig. Okay, you go do that, I'll be here until nine." Lenny hummed again. "What? Oh yeah," he smiled over the table to Laverne. "I guess it is our turn next."

He didn't notice the stiffening of Laverne's shoulders, or the subtle quickening of her breath.



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