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Gids pregnant. How do they react? Angsty but then fluffy, yes? Mandy- we're too old! Gids- but... baby? *wibble* Mandy- Oh, bugger.
Est. relationship please, either left!wife future or wifeless!AU, and OP would prefer just the realisation and bits of them dealing with it and looking to the future, but it's yours to play with of course.
Come on, you know you want it. Gids being all grouchy but still kickass with his sums, frightening everyone and eating copious amounts of ice cream whilst Mandy looks on fondly and keeps offering up unsuitable names? It needs to happen! Please!
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Peter scaring journalists was an AWESOME extra. And the Brangelina bit. And the fact Nick had a baby! Aww.
Can't wait to see where this goes!
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By keeping a fairly low profile George managed to ride out the first chaos of the media frenzy, so that within a few weeks the coverage had mostly died out to a few snippy and morally superior articles in the right-wing press and a running photo-feature in the Daily Mirror called BUMP WATCH which was really just a lightly-veiled excuse for their celebrity journalist to plunder the thesaurus for synonyms of ‘fat’ as George expanded.
And expanding, to be fair, was a rather optimistic way of putting it; ballooning felt more appropriate.
“Look at this shirt,” said George. He flung his arms out, and his hands disappeared inside the too-long sleeves with their dangling cuffs. “Look at it. I look like I’m in fancy dress as Eric Pickles ( ... )
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“Oh, I’m sorry, Keir Hardie,” George spat, “perhaps we ought to return it to Tiffany’s and exchange it for a pit pony and a - a flat cap - but don’t worry, one of your working class hero friends probably - stop laughing!”
“A flat cap,” Peter echoed, helplessly. “Honestly, my dear, I can’t understand how anyone ever gets the idea that the Tories are out of touch.”
“Oh shut up,” said George, and stacked the rattle on top of a box containing a Steiff teddy bear from Tony Blair.
“Do you think our child will turn out Conservative or Labour?” Peter asked.
George bit down on a kneejerk Tory, if I’ve got anything to do with it. “Maybe neither,” he said, in an attempt at diplomacy ( ... )
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so much love
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Oh George!
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I ADORE THIS FIC! <3
and therefore I love YOU, anon!
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Peter looked up, more ruined than George had ever seen him, and George thought how strange and stupid a thing was the human heart, that someone could be that ridiculous and you could still love them that much, so much that it ached.
/wipes away tiny tear
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So much love :)
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