AN: Next chapter even though I only got one review... (Glares at readers).

4 months later...

The triplets had finally started to sleep through the night and MJ and Peter could finally get some sleep. MJ even had some chances to go to the gym to work off the baby fat. She'd lost a lot of it but Kitten had gained weight. Kitten's belly had started to drag on the ground a little bit because of all the kittens she was going to have. The vet estimated about 8.

Peter had a job at a private high school teaching biology. It surprisingly was harder than teaching college students. They were loud and rowdy and often didn't pay attention. However, Megan or Meg, the Madison's teenaged daughter was a good student and behaved. She was pulling an "A".

It was another near-end to a normal day. Peter was packing up his briefcase with papers and cleaning off the board. There was a knock on the door.

"Mr. Parker?" It was Meg still in her school uniform, a white button down shirt with a blue and white plaid skirt. Usually students changed out of their uniforms the second after the last class was over.

"Hi there!" Peter smiled. Meg blushed a little bit.

"Hi, um, my mom told me to ask you if you and your wife wanted to come over to dinner. She said that my cousin could take care of the triplets if you wanted." Meg fidgeted with the corner of her book.

"Sure, that would be great. What time?" He buckled the case closed and pushed in his chair.

"Uh, at 6?"

"Great, see you then!" Meg waved with a blush still on her cheeks and slipped out of the classroom. Peter sighed. He'd been overhearing girls in the hall saying how he was cute and hot ever since he arrived.

"Why did they all wait until I was out of high school and married?" He grumbled to himself. He drove home in the smaller car and found MJ sitting in the triplet's room next to Kitten's birth box.

"Tiger, Kitten's having the babies! I couldn't get you on your phone. She's had 7 already!" Kitten meowed looking as if she was in pain. 7 tiny kittens were curled up near Kitten's belly. Their small chests moved up and down at the same time. Some were squeaking and squirming. Peter set down his briefcase and sat next to MJ. Kitten yowled like a creature from another planet. "Oo, it's okay Kitty, I know how you feel..."

The last kitten came out of Kitten. Peter sat with a green look on his normally creamy complexion. MJ looked at him and laughed.

"Oh my god, you actually sat and watched all of these little cats get born?" Kitten was gently cleaning the white and orange kittens. MJ gave him a kiss.

"It's just the miracle of life Peter...no wonder you fainted when you took a look under the blanket."

"Oh yeah, I forgot, we're having dinner at the Madisons tonight at six. We can take the triplets, but what about the kittens?" Peter loosened his tie.

"The book that the vet gave us said that we should leave a new mother alone for a while in a closed place...Should we move the litter box in here?" MJ stood up and brushed off some imaginary crumbs off of her shirt.

"Yeah I guess. I'll get it while you get dressed." Peter also stood up and walked over to the cribs. Daveigh was sleeping, Lauren was chewing on her blanket and Ben was hugging a stuffed hippo. Peter smiled and picked up his only son. Ben giggled. Peter gently bounced him up and down and then put him back into the crib gently. He walked into his bedroom where MJ was already dressed in a red shirt and pants. Peter removed his tie and changed his shoes. MJ got the triplets ready and they finally left, arriving at the house at 6 on the dot. Meg's cousin Sally took the triplets upstairs. She didn't even want to have dinner with them at all.

"Hello there!" Lois exclaimed. "You look fabulous MJ! Let's go ahead and eat!"

"Thanks!" They followed Lois and Meg into the dining room. The dinner went pretty smoothly except for when Joseph knocked down some lemonade trying to be a monkey. The couple picked up their children from upstairs after and went home. After getting dressed for bed, they went to check up on the triplets.

"They're so precious aren't they?" MJ whispered.

"Yeah..." Peter put his arm around MJ's waist.

"But tiger, when I asked why we had children...well, you don't have to remind me why we did this...just letting you know." MJ said.

"When did that happen?" Peter asked her. Outside of the window, Joseph was running on their lawn with his underwear outside of his shorts screaming, "I'm SUPERMAN!". He jumped up into the air and...flew away?!

"What the hell was that?" MJ asked.

"I'm not sure. Let's go to bed."

"Good idea." Then MJ and Peter went to sleep and lived a happy life with their children and cats.

THE END

AN: The crappiest ending on earth award goes to...ME! I couldn't find out how to end it so I just sort of cut it off. I may or may not make a sequel or epilogue because it depends on the reviews! Love ya!