A Fat(e)ful Choice
...The next day...
Carl and Skylar woke to the sound of a knock on the door, as well as Charlenne's voice. “Good afternoon, sleepyheads! I've been watching Charles and Zoe for hours this morning, now it's time for the two of you to join me and your children for brunch! Bathroom's at the end of the hall, so go ahead and get yourselves cleaned up so you can meet us downstairs in fifteen minutes...” Charlenne chuckled. “On second though, I just remembered which morning this is...go ahead and make it thirty minutes, lovebirds! You won't be able to have a honeymoon for a while, so make those minutes count!”
Skylar's face turned bright red. “Did your mom just insinuate that she knows we had sex last night, and that we should have sex in the shower now!?”
Carl nodded, glad that the technopath didn't mention his mother's insinuations that he and Skylar would get married in the future. The tracker loved Skylar, but he had just gotten together with her last night, and he wasn't near ready to ask her to marry him. “Yeah. I think she did. She can be pretty blunt sometimes. I learned that the first time I met her. But her heart is in a good place.” Carl gave Skylar's naked body, which had a couple new pounds of soft, squishy fat around her mid-section after digesting her large dinner last night, a once-over before the tracker lifted his eyebrow in a suggestive fashion. “And I've found it's usually a good idea to follow her suggestions. We should do what she says.” Then Carl remembered that his mother mentioned it was now the afternoon, looked at his watch on the nightstand, and cursed. “Damn! We better hurry too! It's almost one PM! I hope Charles and Zoe were okay without us this morning.”
Skylar smiled. Both at the familiar sound of Charles and Zoe playing, which she could now hear coming from downstairs, and the fact that Carl had just expressed concern for Zoe's welfare, as well as Charles's safety. The tracker was always being thoughtful like that, looking out for her and Zoe, as well as himself and his own offspring. Making sure they were all safe from both government and criminal threats at all hours of the day. Driving and/or watching both Alpha kids when Skylar needed extra sleep, or when Charles or Zoe, who had started teaming up against their parents to pull pranks on them, started driving the technopath crazy. In short, Carl's behavior made it obvious that he was a great father, and would make an excellent step-father for Zoe. And this fact further reinforced Skylar's conclusion that she had chosen well when she had set her heart on Carl becoming hers, even if her feelings for the man had initially sprung up at an inopportune time...while Carl's late wife was still alive. But none of that mattered now. What mattered was that Carl was finally, fairly, hers, and that, based on what Charlenne had said, Carl would be her husband someday! The technopath finally gathered her thoughts together enough to respond to Carl several seconds after he had spoken. “It sounds like they are okay to me”
Skylar then mock-sighed, even as she leered at Carl's body, which also had an every so-slightly bigger middle than the tracker had possessed yesterday.. “ As for your mother's suggestion...I suppose if we must, we must. What temperature water would you prefer we suffer through shower sex with?”
Carl laughed, appreciating both the the oddity and levity of the current situation. “I'm not sure. This is a very serious mission, and I've never had sex in the shower before. You may have to show me the ropes, captain.”
Skylar smirked. “That I can do, corporeal. I'll have you standing at attention and getting the thrust of it in no time!”
After putting on bath robes and making sure that neither Charles, nor Zoe was anywhere on the second floor of the house, the new couple dashed to the bathroom while laughing like school children. Pretty soon, Carl and Skylar were naked in the shower together, and Skylar was trying to find a suitable water temperature for both of them. As she did so, Carl started humming a song from an old romantic comedy he had watched (under duress from Charlotte) a long time ago. Carl didn't remember the name of the rather silly song, about a teenage boy trying to score with his girlfriend by convincing her that world war three had just started. But the pleasant, albeit awkward situation that he and Skylar were currently in sort of reminded him of that old tune now.
Skylar laughed after she finally found a temperature that her and Carl could agree on, just before she and Carl started lathering each others bodies in soap. “ 'Let's Do It For Our Country? Grease 2? Damn, that's a blast from the past! It does sort of fit the situation though. Not exactly, but...”
Skylar moaned as Carl lathered soapy hands over the technopath's breasts. Carl smiled at the reaction while finishing Skylar's sentence. “Kind of? I know, right?”
Carl started a little when Skylar squeezed both of his butt cheeks, shot her lover as innocent a smile as she could manage, under the circumstances, and said. “What? I've been wanting to squeeze that hot ass of yours for over two years. I can't be responsible for squeezing it every chance I get now that we can finally be together, can I?”
Carl just smiled and squeezed Skylar's ass right back, making the technopath shriek, them smile at her new boyfriend, who shrugged and spoke in his best 'Patrick Swayze' voice. “Ditto.”
Skylar laughed even harder now, desperately hoping that no one else in the house could hear her and Carl over the sound of the running water, even as the two of them finished washing each others bodies, paying special attention to each others soon-to-be muffin top bellies. “Did you seriously just quote Ghost to me...” But Skylar's next words were lost as they faded into moaning when Carl gently backed Skylar up against one of the shower walls and initiated coitus
Fifteen minutes later, after Carl and Skylar had dried off, gotten dressed, and brushed their teeth, while Carl was still shaving. Skylar's posture became stiff as a board. The technopath's eyes widened when she finally realized that, in the throws of lovers bliss, she and Carl had forgotten to use protection while making love last night and this morning...and Skylar had not yet taken her birth control pill for the day. Skylar knew that likely wouldn't matter, since she had been diligent about taking her pill every day since right after Zoe had been born, but still...her and Carl's slip-ups gnawed at Skylar, especially when she remembered Charlenne's whispered words...or perhaps, prophecy, about the technopath having “lots of fat children” in her future. In addition to worrying about whether Charlenne's words were meant to be taken literally, Skylar was filled with conflicting feelings of excitement and fear when she thought about the possibility that she may have just sired her second child with her new boyfriend.
Carl was still shaving when he caught sight of Skylar's shocked look in the miror. Carl frowned. “Is something wrong, Skylar?”
The technopath shook her head and laughed nervously. “No...probably not. I mean...I was just thinking that it was nice that you have a secret soft spot for romantic comedies, because now, wherever we may end up going, You, me, and the children can have a rom-com movie night once a week.'
Carl chuckled, then went back to shaving. “Sorry, Skylar. I'll have to veto that idea. I will admit that there are some...” Carl pointed his blade, covered in shaving cream, at Skylar in a non-threatening manner. “Some, rom-coms that I don't totally hate. Totally. But even if. If, mind you, I liked that genre, I would totally have to revoke my man-card if I raised my son on those movies.”
Skylar smiled seductively, but Carl could tell she was still nervous as she drew closer to Carl, placed her hand over his chest, then slowly drew her hand downward, stopping a moment longer than necessary on Carl's belly before moving on, until the technopath's hand rested just above the tracker's crotch. “I know you're all man, Carl. And after last night and this morning, trust me, I will never forget that fact. But me and Zoe kind of miss watching those kinds of films on a regular basis, I can till you don't hate rom-coms as much as you pretend too, and I think it would be good for Charles to be in touch with his feelings, don't you? Wait...please tell me that you aren't homophobic. You're not afraid that watching chick flicks will make your son gay, or something stupid like that..”
Carl stopped shaving long enough to shake his head while frowning “First, I'm not homophobic. I've had plenty of gay and lesbian friends over the years. Secondly, your questions are costing us time, and we are going to be late going getting downstairs for brunch. Thirdly, and fourthly, I would love my son just as much if he were gay, and I will allow Rom-com movie night once every two weeks, if that's what it takes to prove it to you, but Charles is straight. Trust me, I know.'
Skylar smiled and shook her head. “And how, exactly, do you know that already?”
Carl laughed.”Because, after accidentally reading some adult's mind, Charles ended up acting like a little pervert towards all the girls in his class for the better part of a week in the first grade.”
Seeing Skylar's worried look, Carl hastily added. “Don't worry. I set Charles straight. Told him what kind of looks and touching were appropriate, and which weren't. And he hasn't acted out since. He would never do anything inappropriate towards Zoe. I would stake my life on that.”
Skylar sighed in relief. “I believe you. But I got it. Charles is definitely not gay. But..if you ever did have another child, with me, for example...”
Carl sighed and interrupted Skylar. “Talking about having children with me when we just got together last night...that's a bit premature, don't you think?”
Skylar looked frightened now, and Carl didn't know what to think about that when the woman's voice trembled. “Probably premature. Yeah. I mean, I hope so...It's just....You know, we didn't use condoms last night, or this morning, and I haven't taken my birth control pills in over twenty-four hours...”
“Ow!” Carl yelled as he cut himself shaving.
Skylar quickly got a bandage and disinfectant, and helped her boyfriend apply those items to his face before she looked down in shame, even as her hands trembled in fear. “I'm sorry! I shouldn't have brought this up while you were shaving, this is my fault..”
Carl gently took Skylar's hands in his own. “Don't worry, I've cut myself shaving before. I'll be fine. Me cutting myself isn't your fault, it's mine for not being more careful. And if you were referring to not using protection...that's just as much my fault as yours. We'll be more careful from now on, that's all.”
Skylar took a deep breathe, and Carl drew his hands away from Skylar's hands once her dainty fingers stopped shaking. “Of course you're right, Carl. I'm just freaking out a little because your mom insinuated last night that you and I were going to have a lot of kids together, and because I haven't been this careless since, well, since Zoe was conceived.”
Carl just nodded, not sure what to say except, “Oh.”
“But that was before I started taking birth control, so you and I will probably be fine...”
Carl laughed. “We'll be fine either way, Skylar. But now that I think about it...you probably are going to end up pregnant from last night or this morning. I don't know whether to say sorry, or congratulations..”
Skylar frowned. “What do you mean? What makes you think I'm going to become pregnant from one...okay, two, little slip ups?”
Carl sighed when he looked at his watch, noticed that he and Skylar were already late for brunch, but decided this was too important a discussion to table for later.” Okay, first of all, my mom told you that you you and I were going to have lots of children together. I wish you had told me that last night, because my mom's predictions are always right, and her core personality makes it impossible for her to lie about something that important, unless she were lying to protect someone she loves, perhaps. And I don't see how that could apply here. Secondly, we both forgot to use any form of protection. And thirdly....”
Carl sighed. “Please don't laugh. But I'm pretty sure I have super-charged Alpha sperm, or something, because the only other time that I had sex without a condom...Charles was conceived. And Charlotte swore to me, up and down, that she had been taking birth control pills every day since she was twelve, and by themselves, they had never once failed to prevent her from getting pregnant...until she met me.”
Skylar nodded. “Oh. Um...you don't regret...”
Carl shook his head. “What's to regret? Having a wonderful son that I love more than life itself? Marrying and having a happy, however short, life with a woman I loved? No, I don't regret any of that. And I don't regret last night and this morning, either. And I never will, whether or not I am right about you getting pregnant. Because I love you. And if Zoe and Charles are any indication, I don't see how any children we might have could fail to be great.”
Skylar blushed. “I love you too. Thank you.”
Carl sighed again. “You're welcome. But...I know it's not up to me. If...and I could be wrong about this, but I don't think I am. If you do end up getting pregnant now...are you...”
Now it was Carl's turn to look scared as he looked away from Skylar and refused to make eye contact. “Will you keep the baby?”
“Yes.” Skylar's reply was immediate, and Carl's eyes were wide with shock due to how quick the answer came out of his girlfriend's mouth. The technopath smiled at Carl's wide eyes and dopey, but adorable, grin as she clarified her words while rubbing her stomach gently. “I mean. I know it will make things trickier. Having a baby on the run. I don't know, maybe your mom will let us stay here until I can have the baby, assuming you're right about your” Skylar made air quotation marks with her fingers. “super charged Alpha sperm” getting me pregnant.” Carl chuckled softly as Skylar kept speaking. “And yeah, I'm sure it wouldn't be easy for Charles and Zoe to adjust to having a new brother or sister. I get all that. But...I'm in love with this baby's daddy so...”
Skylar drew Carl into a long slow kiss, and the new couple were all smiles when they pulled apart, but the technopath's face grew serious when she added. “Just promise me, something, Carl. I wish you could promise me that you won't die on me, like Zoe's father did, but we both know it may not be in your power to keep that promise so...just promise me that, if we do have a child together, whether or not you and I work out as a couple...”
Carl frowned. “Skylar, we aren't going to break up.”
Skylar's expression was somewhere between a frown and a smile as she nodded. “And I hope you are right, but even if we do, just promise me that you will never abandon our child. That you won't make me single parent again, as long as we both live.”
Carl nodded. “I promise. I would never abandon any of my children. I thought you knew that.”
Skylar smiled. “I know. I just wanted to hear you say it.”
Carl nodded back. “Great. We'll find out if I'm right or nor later, but right now, we need to go downstairs for brunch...”
A couple minutes later, Carl and Skylar made their way downstairs to the kitchen. Charlenne, who was cooking there, noted that Skylar had her messy hair up in a bun, and Carl had a bandage across his face, where he had obviously cut himself shaving, but otherwise, the couple's casual attire of jeans and t-shirts made them appear ready for the remainder of the laid back day their families where about to enjoy. Carl and Skylar both started talking at the same time. “I'm so sorry, Charlenne.” “Sorry for coming down here so late...mom.”
But the super-sized woman just waived off the concerns of her son and future daughter in love as she set two large stacks of pancakes, which had just finished cooking on skillets, onto two large platters of food, which were already loaded with large helpings of bacon, eggs, hash browns, french toast, and various types of fruit. The huge woman gave the new couple in her home a mischievous look. “Don't worry about it. I knew very well that you two would be a little late coming downstairs. I'm actually glad you are enjoying yourselves here, since you are probably going to be staying at this house longer than you probably planned too. That's why I didn't start making your two platters of food until everybody else had finished eating there's.”
Carl shook his head, not knowing what his mom was getting at yet. “I'm still sorry Skylar and I came downstairs so late.”
Skylar nodded. “Me too. And I'm also sorry that I won't be able to eat all this food. It's smells delicious, but there's just too much...”
Charlenne laughed and shook her head. “Nonsense. I'm certainly not sorry you came down here late, considering the circumstances. And Skylar, I think you, out of everyone in this house, needs as many calories as you can get. After all, you are eating for four, now.”
Carl and Skylar's eyes widened as they spoke simultaneously. “What!?”
Charlenne smiled at Carl and Skylar. “Yep. You two are going to be having triplets in nine months! Since I'm going to have more grand babies soon, feel free to stay here with me and and Bill as long as you want. I'll even help you two raise your kids, if you wish. Oh, and congratulations!”
“I'm going to get so fat.” Skylar quickly sat down on a nearby bench while avoiding eye contact with Carl, who was grinning nervously while giving his girlfriend a look she couldn't quite read after she accidentally spoke her last thought aloud. “Carl...this is unexpected news. Great, but unexpected. And I'm a little frightened, because I actually gained 40 pounds while carrying Zoe, and it took me three years to lose it. So I have no idea how big I'm going to get with triplets, or if I'll ever be able to lose all the weight I gain. But yeah, I'm probably going to get pretty fat from these pregnancies...”
Carl quickly took one of Skylar's hands in his own as he interrupted his new girlfriend's nervous rant. “That's okay. No matter how big you get, during,or even after the pregnancies, even if you can never lose a single pound of post-baby weight... It won't diminish my love for you. All it would mean is that there would be more of you for me to love.”
Skylar smiled at the sincere look in Carl's eyes, which she had learned long ago meant that he was telling the truth.“Thank you, Carl. That means...so much, I...” Skylar whispered in Carl's ear. “I've never had a man tell me that he would still love me if I got really fat.”
The technopath looked down nervously at her shoes, not noticing the slight bulge in her boyfriend's pants that her words had already caused as she quietly added. “And just so you know um...I've heard that at times, guys with pregnant partners gain weight by picking up their significant others eating habits. Sometimes, those changes to their eating habits even become permanent, and the man keeps gaining weight throughout the rest of his life and..” Skylar blushed bright red, nervously chomped down a whole piece of bacon, then gulped, before she quickly added, before she could chicken out. “I just wanted you to know, if that happens to you, even if you get really, enormously fat...I'll still love you too.”
Carl smiled, not really sure how to respond to that, but thankfully, he didn't have to, as his eavesdropping mother smiled at the new couple and said. “I'm glad you two have developed such a positive view on this subject so quickly, when it took me years to develop good feelings about fat..”
Carl and Skylar had both started digging into their large platters of food by then, and this sight made Charlenne smile as she added. “Also, glad you enjoy my cooking so much, and decided not to sweat the portion sizes. Life's to short to count calories. And it would be rather pointless for you to worry about that anyway.”
Carl shook his head at his strange mother's words, and spoke to her between mouthfuls of fried eggs. “Yeah. Why is that?”
Charlenne smiled mischievously “Because everyone in this house is going to get, and stay, really fat!”
Carl and Skylar both dropped their forks in shock as Charlenne, seemingly oblivious to this shocked reaction, quickly shook her belly and laughed. “Or in my case, fatter!”
Finally seeing Carl and Skylar's shocked reactions, Charlenne quickly added. “Don't worry. I'll keep you and your children safe here for the foreseeable future. Over six years in fact...”
Skylar sighed. “With all due respect ma'am..We weren't planning to stay here nearly that long. Also, while I respect you and Bill's life choices, and I would never judge you for them...I don't want to endanger Zoe's, or Charles' health by allowing them to become obese at such an early age...”
Skylar gave Carl a look, and he quickly backed the technopath up. “I agree with Skylar on this. I'm sorry, mom. But we can't stay here and allow our kids to get fattened up.”
Seeing the hurt look on his mother's face, Carl quickly added. “Not that being big makes someone a bad person. I know you aren't a bad person, after all. But Charles and Zoe are still minors, and it the responsibility of Skylar and myself to teach them to make healthy choices while they are still young. If Charles decides to adopt a lifestyle that makes him a ...bigger man, after he turns eighteen, I would be at peace with that, and I wouldn't love him any less for making those choices. But right now, it's my responsibility to teach him restraint, good exercise habits, and self-control.”
Charlenne shot the younger parents a smug grin. “You'll change you mind. In fact, you are both going to feel real silly in the next five minutes.”
As if to prove her point, Zoe started shouting from the living room, where her and Charles were watching TV with Bill while snacking on a large bag of potato chips. “Mom! You need to see this! You were right! It is okay to be fat!”
Carl and Skylar shot each other confused looks before hurrying to the living room, platters of food still in hand, while Zoe pointed to the television and shouted, “Turn it up! Turn it up!”
Bill, who was holding the remote, turned up the TV with a smile. As he did so, Carl and Skylar sat down and started eating their large, delicious brunch while watching the commercial that was playing, which featured a typical looking family of four enjoying a picnic in a park. Typical in every respect, save one. Every member of the TV family, both parents, the brother and sister, were all very fat.
Nevertheless, the commercial family were all smiles as they ate a small feast in the middle of the park, even as a voice over played in the background. “Lipidpro is not a weight loss product. Instead, it works with the fat in your body to strengthen muscle, organs and bone, removing the health risks and stress on the human body that usually comes with being overweight, while keeping blood pressure, cholesterol, and glucose levels in a healthy range All while substantially reducing the odds that a person will get cancer. Lipidpro has even been shown to eliminate preexisting conditions caused by being overweight. Lipidpro has been approved for use for individuals five years old and over. It is not necessary to engage in an exercise regimen, or change your diet in order to experience the full positive effects of Lipidpro. Side effects of Lipidpro include increased appetite and rapid weight gain in some subjects, but these side effects have not resulted to any health risks. Lipidpro is available over the counter.”
The camera panned to the face of the “father” in the commercial. “Me and my family love good food, but we don't enjoy exercising. As a husband and father, I wanted to provide the lifestyle my family enjoys, without endangering their health “
The fat “wife” turned towards the audience as she smiled. “ That's why everyone in our family takes Lipidpro once a week. And now, we can all eat what we want, as much as we want, whenever we want, and still be healthy, without having to do any pesky exercise.”
The camera panned away from the family a bit, showing the four fat individuals from a distance as they all got into their car and the dad loudly asked, “ Who wants to get some ice cream on the way home?” Just before the voices of the other family members all cried out. “Me!”
The voice over finished as the pretend family drove away towards the sunset. “Lipidpro. Be healthy while keeping the lifestyle you love.“
Carl and Skylar looked stunned, not knowing how to process the fact that a product liked Lipidpro even existed, much less that it was available to the general public. Charles looked up towards his father and smiled. “ Grandma had me and Zoe take some of that Lipidpro this morning when we split all of the leftovers from last night's dessert at breakfast this morning.”
Skylar looked confused. “Wait. This morning? I thought you just ate breakfast less than an hour ago?”
Bill laughed. “No. That tasty meal you just finished...” Carl and Skylar looked down in surprise at their empty food platters and full bellies, as they realized they had absentmindedly eaten their entire brunch while watching the commercial and listening to their children speak. Carl and Skylar both blushed bright red, but they privately acknowledged that the pleasant, full feeling in their stomachs was a sensation they could easily get used to.
Bill kept talking. “Was brunch. We had breakfast hours ago, while you two were still sleeping. In an hour or two, we'll have a late lunch, than dinner later, supper a bit after that. Then dessert. And our cupboards and fridge are always open to all of you if you get hungry in between meals. Or want a late night snack. We eat like hobbits around here. And we get round like them too. We have lower calorie foods too. You can try to stick to that perhaps exercise in the yard, if you want. I tried all of that to keep the pounds off, and tried to resist my wife's cooking for years…” Bill patted his pot belly. “Obviously, I fell off the wagon. But Charlenne and I are both happier now that I've stopped trying to fight the battle of the bulge. Especially since we got Lipidpro about six months ago. Surprised you two have never heard of it, but I guess being on the run makes it hard to keep up with current events. Anyway, if you all stay here, you're going to get fat.”
“But you will be safe, and happy and loved.” Charlotte walked into the room, behind Carl and Skylar, and whispered soft enough that only the tracker and technopath could hear it. “ This is a moment in time where you do have a choice. Two possible futures are before you all. You can leave, but sooner or later, some government will find you and lock you all up in Binghamton, or another place just like it. And the lives of you two, and all your children, will end in misery and pain. Or you could stay here. You and your children will be will provided for for the rest of all of your days. The two of you will get married in the larger parlor of this house by Bill, who is a retired justice of the peace. I, a licensed midwife, will help deliver the triplets in a bathtub in the master bathroom. Two girls and a boy, all fat and healthy. They will all be delivered without incident. And yes…no matter what any of us do, no matter how hard you try to exercise, or eat modestly, no matter how hard I try to make lower calorie foods items ’s available to you, eventually, you and your children will get very fat. But you will all have long happy lives here. So please. I'm begging both of you, stay here with me and Bill, where you will all be happy and safe.”
Charles didn't even look away from the television as he spoke. “She's telling the truth, dad. I've seen both visions in her head. We should stay here.”
Zoe, who had not heard the adults conversation, since she had neither enhanced hearing, nor telepathy, only responded to Charles’s words as she turned to her mother with wide, excited eyes, and a pouty look that Skylar always found it impossible to say no to. “ Can we please stay here mommy ?! This house is great, and Bill and Charlenne are really nice. They say I will still have to eat vegetables and fruit and stuff, but otherwise, I can eat whatever I want!”
Zoe looked down for a minute. “ I know that if I eat too much, I'll get fat, but I thought about what you said last night. That I could be fat if I want to be. And I really love eating, so..i think I would like it if we could stay here and get fat, just like the happy family on the TV!. Wouldn't that be fun, mommy?!”
Skylar looked at Carl, and was relieved to see no judgment in her lover's eyes when he discovered Skylar had already given her own child permission to get fat, if Zoe wanted to. “I'll follow your lead in this, Carl. Charlenne's your mom, so this should be your choice. Do you want us to stay here, with your mom, get married, have the triplets here, get fat? Or do you want us all to leave and take our chances on the road? How much do you trust your mother's visions, Carl?”
Carl sighed, then smiled as he looked at his mom. “Your visions have never steered me wrong before, mom. The first time I met you on my eighteenth birthday, you told me which college to go to, and I met Charlotte there, leading me to a wonderful marriage and son. After Charles was born, you told me I would one day need to contact Dr. Rosen to help my son with his Alpha abilities. And even though that advice led to Charlotte getting killed, it also kept my son sane, allowed me to help save the world from Stanton Parish, and to me meeting this wonderful woman…” Skylar smiled as Carl took her hand, even as the Tracker smiled at Zoe. “And her precious little girl. Both of whom have been traveling with me and Charles for the past six months, and both of whom me and Charles already consider family. So, I trust your visions, mom. So I know that there will be no point in any of us trying to keep thin if we stay, and staying does seem the better option here. I'm just afraid all seven of us, including the triplets, staying here with you will put an undue burden on you and Bill.”
Charlenne hugged her son as hard as she could and cried. “ You listen to me, Carl Webb. You and yours have never, and will never, be a burden to me. I know it probably didn't feel that way to you, when you were growing up as a ward of the state, but I didn't know any other way to keep you safe, at the time. Still, there's not a day that goes by that I don't regret that I wasn't there to raise you. Letting your growing family stay here indefinitely…that's the least I can do to make it up to you. Besides…”
Bill went to the kitchen to get something, while Charlenne pulled away from Carl and smiled. “ I don't like to talk about money, but…I have used my Alpha ability to win the lottery a couple times, and make a few good investments and…let's just say that none of us are ever going to have to worry about money. But you, Skylar, and your children could still do chores around the house and garden, if you want to feel useful Plus, I would love to see all my grand babies growing up while I'm still alive, and I promise we can make room for all of them. So please stay.”
Bill returned to the living room with a tray in his hand, which had two glasses of water And two small, white pills, which were clearly marked “Lipidpro “. The man then smiled at the new couple. “ And this offer on the part of my wife and I comes with a lifetime supply Of Lipidpro for both of your families If you decide to stay, of course.”
Carl turned towards Skylar, picking up his glass and pill as the technopath did the same. “ What do you say, Skylar? Do you want us all to be one fat, happy family?”
Skylar smiled and nodded. “ Fat happy family. “
Their decision made, and their destinies now set, Carl and Skylar poped the Lipidpro into their mouths and gulped it down with two large swigs of water.
The couple never suspected just how enormously fat everyone in their soon to be family would become as a result of that decision.