NOTE: This has been copied from its original post verbatim, including misc jabber before/after.

man… this tuesday/thursday thing is going to be the death of me, i think. normally i rewrite these things like crazy, and that’s just with a day or two before posting @_@ i can’t even begin to describe how many rewrites these photostories are going through now with like a week before posting.

Gabe, “This, uh… This is something else, Kitten.”

Meryll, “You like it~?”
Gabe, “It’s very… creative?”

Meryll, “Keep reading! On the next page he sings a duet with Michael Bublé!”
Gabe, “Ahh… I’ll finish it a little later.”

Meryll, “Awwwwwwww, but they call it Bubbly and Bublé…”
Gabe, “You’re just as silly as I remember, and ten times as cute.”

Gabe, “Hey.”

Gabe, “I’ve missed you.”
Meryll, “I missed you sooooooo so so so much!”

Gabe, “Com’ere.”
Meryll, “Hehe!”

Meryll, “…You’re really here…”

Meryll, “I’m so glad you came back early! But what about Gwen and Jael?”
Gabe, “They’re fine, they’ll be back in a few weeks.”

Gabe, “Now let’s talk about what’s really important…”

Meryll, “Me being a fatty?”
Gabe, “You’re beautiful. Shush.”

Gabe, “Hello in there! Your mommy is stunningly beautiful! You’ll get to see soon!”
Meryll, “Hehehehehehe!”

Gabe, “I can’t wait to meet you, my little one. I love you.”

Meryll, “Tell it to stop kicking holes in my spleen, while you’re at it.”
Gabe, [sigh] “And I love you, too… perforated spleen and all.”

Meryll, “Hehehehe! And I love you!”
Gabe, “I don’t think I could be any happier right now…”

Gabe, “It’s been… insane… since the last time I talked to you.”
Meryll, “Aww, well you’re here now. What was so crazy? Was it that guy Gwen met?”

Gabe, “I don’t really want to talk about it right now.”
Meryll, “Oh… oaties.”

Gabe, “Mmm…”
Meryll, “I missed your ears… Wynnie’s ears aren’t quite as fun.”

Mmmmmmmm, Wynnie, I love your earssssss……………

Gabe, “. . .”

Meryll, “Although, your HAIR!”
Gabe, “Huh? What about it?”

Gabe, “I’ve been on vacation! Is it really that bad?”
Meryll, “It’s so looooooong! You need to cut it.”

Gabe, “What? No! I like it!”

Meryll, “Eugggggh! My baby’s papa is not a scruffy hippie!”
Gabe, “It’s not THAT long!!”

Meryll, “It’s okay, chou chou, I still love you even if your papa is a hippie.”
Gabe, “Hey!”

Meryll, “Don’t cry when the other babies make fun of your ratty hemp onesies.”
Gabe, [sigh…]

Meryll, “Don’t worry…”

Meryll, “I’ll still love you even when you pawn all the baby’s toys to fund your drug habits!”
Gabe, “I’m glad you won’t let that come between us.”

Meryll, “Hehehehe I’m glad you’re here.”
Gabe, “I wouldn’t miss it for the world, Kitten.”