I made up Fredrick and Michael.

DJ walked into the kitchen. "Whoo Nelly!" She shouting, stretching out the oo in Whoo. Danny, Uncle Jesse, and Joey were acting like slobs – but for Joey this was normal – and so where DJ, Aunt Becky, Stephanie, Nicky, Alex, and Comet.

Michelle walked in, as she had heard DJ yelling. At this time, Michelle was fifteen. Stef was 20, and DJ was 25. They moved back in and were single. Aunt Becky said, "Nothin' good with today's paper." She then took a bite out of the corner.

Joey had baked tar for breakfast, ate the whole plate, and burped loudly. He then ate the plate, which luckily was plastic. Stef came over and said, "HEY! Share!" She grabbed the corner of the plate. "Mmm," she said. "Tasty."

DJ came over and grabbed Joey's napkin, and stuck it whole in her mouth. Then Comet came in. "Finally!" Michelle said. "A normal face." Comet looked at her and she crouched down. He bit her fingers.

"YOUCH!" She yelled. Uncle Jesse took action. "COMET!" He yelled. "That was a bad thing you just did. You're supposed to bite her toes!" Nicky and Alex came in and pointed squirt guns at Danny. "GOTCHA!" They shouted.

"Go ahead Dad," Michelle said, "Teach 'em a lesson." "Nicky, Alex," Danny said, "I'm taking Michelle's advice. THIS is how you have a squirt gun fight!" He pulled a squirt gun out of his back pocket and aimed it at Alex.

"WHAT'S WRONG?!" Michelle screamed. Everyone turned their heads, then continued what they were doing. She woke up, realizing she was dreaming. "Phew," she said, "I thought I was a goner." She got dressed.

When she went downstairs, DJ was holding a pregnancy test. "This thing is right, Dad," DJ said. "I AM pregnant." In reality, DJ was married to Steve, and they lived next door. They had an extra room where Duane and Kimmy were. They were engaged.

Stephanie and a guy named Fredrick were engaged as well. They were in love, and all Michelle had was Fredrick's best friend's little brother, Michael. Michael and Michelle were talking about going steady.

Danny looked around at everyone's faces. Then he said, stuttering, "Th-th-that's great, D, D, D, DJ." He didn't want his little girl to do this, but he had no choice. "Hey Dad," Michelle said. "Can Michael come over tonight?"

"What are you and Michael going to do?" Danny asked. "We wanted to seal going steady with a kiss, like Stef and Fredrick. I thought since they put us together, we should do what they did." "Okay," Danny said, "As long as you only kiss."

It is now time for Michelle and Michael's kiss. They did that, and then Michael said, "Michelle, I want to do more than kiss you." "Do you mean-" Michelle asked. Michael nodded yes. They did that and then Michael went home.

It was two weeks later. Michelle was nauseas and she found DJ's extra pregnancy test, and it said positive. "Oh no," Michelle thought. Why? She wanted to do something, but couldn't. She went to call Michael.

"Hello?" Michael asked. "Hey, it's me," "Hi Michelle! What's up?" "Meet me in the park." "Okay, bye." "Bye." Michelle put on a light jacket – it was only March 8 – and she went to tell her father she was leaving.

Michelle did some math. "Okay, a conception date is fourteen days after your missed period, which would make my missed period February 22." She said. She sighed. "Why did I get myself into this?"

Michael was wearing a lime green jacket, brown pants, and a lime green shirt. He liked to mix and match. "Hi Michelle!" He cried. Michelle was wearing a purple jacket and a pink dress. Her hair was held back in a purple headband.

"We need to talk." She said. "Michelle," Michael said, taking a deep breath, "Are you breaking up with me?" He asked. "NO! I am just, just," She then gulped, "Pregnant." Michael held his mouth open. "Are you sure?"

"Positive." She said, then added, "Let's tell your parents first." "Why?" "My dad still is getting over DJ's pregnancy results." "Okay." They walked to Michael's house. "MOM! DAD!" He screamed.

They ran downstairs. "Michael honey," Mrs. Weaver – Michael's mom – said, "Are you hurt? Were you running?" "No Mrs. Weaver." Michelle said. She looked a little queasy. "Michelle is having a baby." Michael said, looking at his feet.

"Okay," Mrs. Weaver said, laughing. "Tell me the real news!" "Mrs. Weaver, that is the real news." Michelle said quietly then asked, "Hey, where's MR. Weaver?" Michelle asked. "At a tournament." Mrs. Weaver said a little uncomfortably.

Michelle and Michael went out back. They decided baby names. "I like Jordan Michelle for a girl." Michelle said. They had decided to use their first names as the baby's middle name. "Okay, and a boy will be Chester Michael." Michael said.

They went to Michelle's house. They were going to tell Michelle's family now. They did and Danny went ballistic. He cried, screamed, kicked, and hit people. He was over emotional. He couldn't keep his temper down.

Finally, he said, "Michelle, honey, I want you to know that this was wrong, that you and Michael will pay for baby stuff, and that the extra room is yours." He said, trying to keep his cool, but it didn't work.