So it begins,erich worries. Brunette and preggy pudgy? " I am sure you were fucking smoking even when you were "overweight." I'm kinda looking forward to seeing you as a brunette. You know you were the only blonde to ever turn my head." Erich chuckles,hoping to cheer Ada up.

"Well....we could shave you and get you a blonde wig. Though I am fairly certain having it come off in my hand during rumpus time,may kill the mood." Erich holds Ada's hand and laughs. He reaches under the blanket and rubs her belly softly. " I'd love you if you were just a head. You won't get ugly or fat,or mean. You are Ada,the sweetest woman ever."

Erich smooches Ada's head through the blanket. " I love you,potato. So how far along are you? " he asks,realizing he is a shitty husband for not knowing this. ".....though a black wig might be pretty sexy." He grins at her.

Erich puts his hand on his chin and looks off in the distance. "Ah yes,I remember that day. Certainly some of our finest work!" He laughs,taking a throw pillow and putting it under Ada's feet." I told randy the other night. He was super excited for us,and demands to see a pregnant Ada. Even Jane was happy for us,and you know she hates me."

Ooc: sounds about right. I think their ration of normal and make up is about 50/50.

"Does he deserve to know?" Erich says,quickly. Ever since finding out about Ada's father. He developed an intense hatred of the man.

Erich purses his lips,knowing he was probably out of line. Ada clearly wasnt as cold as he could be. His own father died a month ago and erich did not even mention it. He sighs begrudgingly. " you are right,Ada. It is not my place to say anything." He says sadly. " I am sorry."

Erich smiles warmly. Ada's use of past tense to describe her anger towards her father,is oddly admirable. She contains forgiveness he could never hope to posses.erich holds onto Ada to prolong the kiss slightly. "I love you,Ada. I know you are doing what's best. " he kisses her belly through the blanket. You are a better human than I."

"I dunno,miss hess. I didnt even go to my fathers funeral." Erich says with a shrug.he tucks the blanket around Ada and smiles. " me too,I have no idea what id do without you. An ada less erich would be a sad erich."

" like last month or so. " he says with a shrug to display how utterly unimportant it was to erich. " so it goes." He smirks.

"Don't be. He would have hated you. "Erich says quietly. Erich's first instinct is to drop the subject. But that wouldn't be fair to Ada. She deserves to know. Erich sits up on the couch,putting Ada's legs on top of his lap. " he was the sort who saw kindness as weakness. When I didn't shape out to be the picture of American boyhood he was sure to remind me what a disappointment I was. Daily. He was mean for the sake of being mean. When he met Erica? He told me to get that chink bitch out of his house. He swore randy was turning me gay. He'd point to random men and ask if I liked what I saw." Erich says,the random memories spilling out. Still,it felt like a stubbed toe compared to bullet wound,considering Ada's past.