20 weeks into pregnancy
Riley: *holding tiny baby bump looking in the mirror*
Topanga: hey sweetie how you feeling
Riley: I'm feeling okay, hey mom will you take me to my 20 week check up today
Topanga: why isn't Farkle taking you, he has a car, he's had his license for a couple months now(in my story let's say you can get your permit at 14, just for the heck of it), and you've had your license for a couple months now, you can drive my car if you need to
Riley: Farkle is at his house right now I've been texting him and calling him for an hour and my appointment is at 2 and it's 1:30, he knew about the appointment but he hasn't showed up
Topanga: I'll try calling Stuart
Riley: *nods*
Topanga: *on the phone with Stuart*
Stuart: hello
Topanga: hey is Farkle okay?
Stuart: yes why
Topanga: he isn't answering Riley, and she's been trying to get ahold of him for an hour so he can take her to her appointment
Stuart: oh yeah Jen took his phone and car from him, I'll go to his room and you can talk to him
Topanga: okay *switches to facetime*
Stuart: Farkle Roger
Farkle: *looks at his dad with tears in his eyes* what
Stuart: phone for you * hands farkle his phone*
Farkle: hello
Riley: Farkle! Get over here now we have to go to the doctors to find out the gender of OUR baby!
Farkle: I can't babe. My mom took my phone away my car away my iPad away my MacBook away, because I told her to go fuck herself, because she told me I need to hurry up and get our house done so I can get out of her house so she can divorce my dad
Stuart: is that what she really said I'm gonna get your stuff back for you and get those papers right now she doesn't talk to my son Like that, but here take my car *throws car keys at farkle*
Riley: babe please hurry our appointment is at 2 *hangs up*
5 minutes later
Farkle: *rings bell to get in* hey it's farkle let me in
Riley: no need I'm coming down *walks down to main lobby*
Farkle: hey gorgeous, you are more beautiful than ever with your little baby bump
Riley: *kisses Farkle passionately*
Farkle: *kisses back and then picks her up and carries her to the car*
Riley: *laughs*
At the appointment
Doctor: your little girl looks very healthy
Farkle: girl?
Doctor: yup little girl
Riley: yay
Farkle: *kisses Riley*
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