“W-what?” said Muffins. “I thought you were on the pill”

“Which is only 98% effective” said Lemonade. “I guess we're in the unlucky 2%”

“Most people would be happy to hear this” said Muffins.

“It doesn't matter, anyways” said Lemonade. “I’m getting an abortion”

“What?!?!?” said Muffins. “Lemonade, you can’t!”

“My body, my decision” said Lemonade.

“But I have the right to choose my baby’s future!” Muffins shouted.

“Your baby doesn't HAVE a future!” Lemonade shouted back, and she stomped off.

Muffins broke down into tears. He got into his car, drove to Strawberry's house, and rang the doorbell.

“Um, hi, Muffins” said Strawberry. “Are you okay?”

“No” Muffins said, honestly. “Lemonade, me, you know about it, right?”

“Yeah” Strawberry said dissapointedly.

“Well,” said Muffins. “She’s pregnant”

“Why are you trying to hurt me?” Strawberry asked.

“I guess I shouldn't have come to you for support” Muffins said, with tears in his eyes. “She’s getting an abortion” he started crying. “I thought you’d be here for me”

“I am,” Strawberry said, hugging him. “I’m here, I swear”