Okay, this is my third attempt at writing this. I'm hoping this one turns out better and I'm going to write it a bit differently at the beginning. Enjoy.

A very pregnant Angie Diaz walked down the street with her husband Rafael by her side. She smiled and looked down at her swollen belly and rubbed it, "Well at least he's a little calmer today." They turned the corner and Angie's stomach collided with the stomach of another pregnant woman and their eyes widened and Angie looked up, "I'm so sorry, I wasn't paying attention,"

The woman with blue eyes and silvery hair smiled and shook her head, "Don't worry dear, I wasn't paying attention either." She moaned and held her stomach before looking back at her husband, a short, balding man with a long beard, "River, she is very energetic right now,"

"Yours too," the couple looked up and Angie rubbed her stomach, "He was calm a few minutes ago, but now he's acting like he's a karate master," the two looked confused and Angie slightly smiled, "Where are my manners? My name is Angie Diaz and this is my husband Rafael,"

"Moon Butterfly and this is my husband River," the woman smiled, "I hope you and your child aren't hurt,"

"No, we're fine," Angie shook her head before looking down at Moon's stomach, "And I hope you and your daughter are fine,"

"We're fine, thank you for your concern," Moon assured before she and River walked past the two and they looked back as they turned the corner before they walked down the street.

Months slowly passed and Angie sat up on a hospital bed and cradled her newborn son in her arms and smiled weakly, "Hello Marco, welcome to the world," she lightly kissed his forehead as the newborn slept.

Far away, in a distant dimension named Mewni, Moon sat in a chair in a child's room with a small smile crossing her lips. She moaned and placed a hand on her stomach as she felt little kicks, "You're trying to get your mother's attention, aren't you dear?" she stood up and walked out of the room as the small kicks continued.

Moon sat up on the bed and cradled her newborn daughter in her arms and a small smile painted across her lips. She leaned down and lightly kissed the infant girl's forehead before laying back and rocked the child.

Marco's eyes shot opened and he looked around his room through the bars of the crib before he began blowing spit bubbles as he kicked his legs and waved his arms before the door opened and the light flicked on. His mother walked over to the crib and yawned before looking down with a tired smile, "What's wrong hijo?" she leaned down and picked the small child up, "We just put you to bed, you shouldn't be up," she began walking around the room and lightly patted his back.

Okay, I know this first chapter is short and moved a little fast, but like I said, I'm doing a different take on it. The next chapter will be longer and follow the story a bit more. As always enjoy everyone and please let me know what you all think.