The Crescent home got a bit of an upgrade.
Zelda got her own instrument room.
Rob decided to take up writing during the day.
There was never a quiet moment in this house.
The honeymoon was in full swing and Zelda was loving it.
It really was handy that the new couple were co-workers.
"What did you think of the band's last song?"
"It was alright but I think you can write better lyrics, Rob"
"Thanks, Honey."
"Is that Bella Goth? I was sure the aliens had taken her"
Since Rob is neurotic, he has to do his daily routine.
They never stop.
Mmmm, pancakes
Rob tried to upgrade the shower...and failed.
Rob was too deep in despair to realize Zelda needed to pee.
"You broke the shower?"
"I'll fix it"
But then he teleported through the wall.
You are not Nightcrawler, sir.
Since winter is quickly upon us, Rob went to the store and got some sparklers.
In sync fun times.
Rob smelled like poo and Zelda wasn't about that life.
With all that woohooing, it was only a matter of time.
Zelda needed matching maternity wear.
She couldn't wait to tell Rob.
"Honey, I'm pregnant"
"Really!? That's great news!"
Zelda was happy that Rob was happy.
They were about to become a family and she wanted to make sure it was a great one.
Zelda worked on her music while Rob was at work.
The months went on and Zelda went into labour as they finished dinner.
Off to the hospital they went.
They eventually made it there.
Who knew the hospital was so far away?
It's a girl!
Her name is Melanie, which means black, dark in french.
"Night, Night Melanie"
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Short update is short but my cold has been kicking my butt
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