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You had been married to Phillip for five years now; at year one he bought you a rabbit named Flopsy, year two a cat named Theo, year three a bird named Leia, at year four you two were able to buy a home in the Suburbs but during year five, your birthday was extremely memorable.
Phil was flipping out, he was worried his plan was going to go to hell and back; first the cupcakes burned and nearly woke you up at three am. Next Flopsy got out of her cage and started chewing up balloon ribbons, Theo puked on the dress Phil was going to give Jess for the dinner party and Leia was cussing up a storm because Phil turned off Star Wars.
To say the least, Phil was tired…
Breakfast was done, the cupcakes remade, the dress cleaned, the balloons in a different area. The “kids” were asleep. Phil felt himself drag himself to the room you two share; if he could he’d drop dead from all the work he did. Thankfully the kids were starting to work with him! Carefully he opened the door and tips toe in, the tray filled with pancakes, fruit, coffee, and a muffin. He sets it down on a tray table and sat it down next to the bed. He lifted your “I love buns” mug, it has a photo of a black bunny next to the word “buns”.
“Honey wake up.” He said lightly, the mug under your noise a little to wake you.
“Coffee!” You yelled.
Phil laughed and sat the mug onto the table.
“Happy Birthday Jessica.” Phil smiled.
You wipe the eye boogers away from your eyes and slowly sit up. Phil was in his blue shirt and jeans; he looked like a wreck.
“Boo bear, what the hell happened?” You blinked.
“Our kids not letting me get your day ready.” He fake chuckled.
You grab some fruit and chased it down with coffee.
“Thank you for breakfast. It’s good so far.” You complement him.
You reach over and cut some pancake up to eat. Phil quickly ran out of the room, causing you to give him a questionable look.
“You okay?” You called out.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Just getting something.” Phil yelled back.
You shrugged; you knew later tonight you’d get to see Mel, Tasha, Heleanor and Candy with their partners and that’ll be when the real party starts. You remember what happened last year, Heleanor got drunk and was singing “Hotel California” by: The Eagles, Tasha brought the weed you had asked for that they only can grow out west, Candy brought enough sweets to place someone in a coma and Mel, well she drove you all home (you’re welcome!). You didn’t hear Phil come back into the room; you also didn’t notice a “box” wrapped with gift wrap with some holes in it.
“Sorry, had a fight to get to come with me.” Phil sat it down from you.
The box made noise like something was moving around; You look up at Phil and he kept his best poker face on.
“Go ahead open it!” He smiled, trying to not give anything away.
Slowly you bring the box over to you; you felt something metallic...bars, you felt bars. Something brushed against your hands and you try to not freak out. Quickly you rip the paper away and sitting there is a white hare with red eyes; on the cage was a card and around the hare’s neck was a small ribbon saying “Happy Birthday Mommy.”
You opened the card and it read:
“Hi Mommy,
I’m Phillip JR! You can call me PJ for short, I’m a white rabbit march hare and I’m rescue. I hope I get along with the others, and yes Daddy fed me and took care of me before you opened me. Happy Birthday!”
His paw print signed the card; the handwriting was Phil’s. But little did Phil know you had a gift for him as well. You took PJ out of the cage and snuggled with him; his fur soft as a cloud. You look up at Phil and start to have tears in your eyes.
“He’s wonderful, thank you.” You croak out.
“You’re welcome, your Dad helped me on this one.” Phil admits.
You noted to call him later. Flospy broke out of her cage for the one-millionth time and hopped over; PJ looked down at her and you set them down. You both allowed the bunnies to get to know each other and you turned to Phil.
“Boo Bear, I actually have a gift to give you.” You told him.
“Honey you didn’t have to! It’s your birthday.” Phil replied.
“Well I um...want to.” You tried to explain.
Phil watched as Theo and Leia come into the room. He pet Theo as you grabbed a box from the night stand. The box looked like it was from Squid Game; you tapped Phil on the shoulder and hand him the box.
The box looked even smaller in Phil’s giant hands; slowly he takes the ribbon off it and you watched nervously. Your stomach turning but you were taking breaths to keep calm. Phil lifted the lid and his jaw dropped; in it was a positive pregnancy test.
“Are you? I mean?” Phil was having a hard time coming up with anything.
“Yes, Phil, I guess we’re gonna possibly have two Phillip Juniors in the family.”
Your eyes teared up from happiness as you pull Phil into a hug. Phil kisses your cheek and you could feel his tears a little bit.
“I’m so happy Jess; so guys you’re gonna be big siblings okay?” Phil said.
The animals look up at the two. Flop and PJ start thumping, Theo meows to the Happy Birthday tune. Leia sung her version of the song.
“Happy Birthday to you,
Flop’s nickname is Pooh,
Welcome to the family
Our two wonderful Pjs!”
The two of you clap after that.
“Happy Birthday wife.” Phil whispered.
“Thank you Phil, it’s the best one yet.”