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Oh good she wasn't yelling at him. That was a plus that he won't be sleeping on the Floor tonight while the Dog took the Couch. He was slowly calculating the message that Charlie was relaying to him. He thought he understood what she was going at, until she shoved present on his lap.
Saul slowly began to open it...
"No, you should Call me Ugo." He said with a smile on his face and a nod with his head. He flopped his arms down to his side and nudged into the a small space beside his Aunt. "If you call me Ugo, I'll call you Auntie Chuckie. Fair Trade." He extended his arm to her to complete the deal.
He wasn't quiet sure why anyone would name a girl Charles, but hey! He should get to call her Chuckie if she's a Charles.
Tory's attention then moved over to his Uncle's who was just about to open the box.
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but but but but....she...and him...and a Baby!?!?! THAT'S WHY SHE WAS SICK!?!
Saul's glasses fell from his face and onto the ground his jaw opening wide and closing, but not quite all the way. He looked over again at Charlie, and her hand on her stomach.
His surprise was outmatched...and his Surprise had an Attitude that came with it. He was speechless. He was going to be a Father!!
"Auntie Chuckie. Why on earth would you call me that?" Charlie was clearly not a fan so no deal, little man. She could grow to like Ugo, though. It had a certain something.
"Ugo it is." But not Chuckie. Never Chuckie. Oh gosh, wait until Amanda heard this. The blonde couldn't almost hear the laughter now.
But Saul had opened his gift by now so Charlie's attention was on only him now, trying to read his face. Shocked, clearly. The blonde bent down to scoop up his glasses from the ground and gently placed them back on his face, using her finger to push them up the bridge of his nose.
"Say something?" Please.