Chapter 2

Half an hour passed before Al woke up again, and while Kelly, Bud, and Peggy should have moved Al to the sofa or bed to try to get him in the most comfortable position, they just left him lying on the upstairs floor. After Al fainted, Peggy just looked down at Al but then came downstairs and started watching TV. She didn't seem too surprised by Al's fainting episode, as she thought he had passed out from how brutal she was with him. Bud, who was very sore from Kelly clobbering him, limped past Al and lay on his bed. Kelly felt very nervous with Peggy downstairs but was glad that she didn't seem to hear what Bud blurted out. However, when Al finally did wake up, Kelly's heart raced. She hoped that Al wouldn't remember what was said. Unfortunately, Kelly's hopes were crushed when Al just glared menacingly at her. He walked slowly down the stairs with the same expression. Once he got downstairs, his mouth opened a little in disgust, revealing his yellowed teeth, and slowly walked toward Kelly and Peggy on the sofa. Kelly looked really worried when she saw the rage in Al's eyes, and apparently, Peggy picked up on what was going on and looked curiously at Al and Kelly.

"Al? What's going on?" Peggy asked. "You haven't looked this excited since before we got married."

"Peg," Al said somewhat calmly through gritted teeth. "I have news for you. Bud told me that my seventeen-year-old daughter is pregnant!" Al snapped, putting great emphasis on the last word. He looked furious and glared at Kelly, who almost fell of the sofa in fright. She knew her problems were only beginning.

Peggy's eyes popped open and looked Kelly disapprovingly. "Pregnant! Kelly, you're only seventeen! You're not supposed to have sex without marriage until you're seventeen and a half!"

Kelly felt so worried and embarrassed that she couldn't look either of her parents in the eye. "Kelly? Kelly! Look at us when we're talking to you!" Al snapped. Kelly slowly turned her head to see her parents – both of whom looked angry and disappointed. "Who's the boy!" demanded Al. Kelly didn't answer and just gulped. "Kelly, I'm talking to you! Who is he!" Al demanded again, his voice getting louder and angrier.

"R-R-Robert Paeden," Kelly answered nervously.

"How did this happen?" Al continued. "Oh, wait, I should know how this happened. You're out sleeping with random boys every day!"

"How old is he, Kelly?" Peggy asked in an upset tone of voice.

"He's almost twenty," Kelly answered in an ashamed tone of voice.

"Twenty!" gasped Al. "So I take it he doesn't even go to your school!"

"Nope. He's been out of high school for almost…two years," Kelly said.

"Does he have a job? So help me, he'd better have a job!" Al yelled.

"Yes, Daddy," Kelly said.

"Well, Kelly, you're sure not getting off the hook with this! You and that bum Robert are getting married, and you are going to get a job to support that kid!" Al declared. Normally, Al was strongly against marriage, but it was better than having Kelly raise a child alone on one income.

"Dad, no!" cried Kelly with tears starting to stream down her face. "I'm part Wanker girl, and Wanker girls don't work!"

"Shut up with that nonsense!" Al snapped. "You're pregnant, so you have no excuses! You got yourself into this mess, and you're going to have to do something about it. I can't believe it. You've ruined your future…or what future you could have had if you actually had any talent besides getting knocked up! Just look at me. I could have made something of my life if I didn't have sex with that red cow and went to college!"

"Don't blame me, Al. You wouldn't have amounted to anything anyway. Remember the Bundy Curse," Peggy said.

"Shut up, woman!" Al ordered. Al then turned to Kelly with a true look of anger she'd never seen in him before. "And one more thing, Kelly," Al said. "You don't live here anymore. You've got a week to find an apartment, and after that, you're outta here! Now, go upstairs, and start packing your things!"

"Dad, please…" Kelly started.

"Now!" roared Al.

Kelly sobbed as she got off the couch and went towards the stairs. It was then that she saw Bud looking downstairs and snickering in delight. Kelly immediately stopped crying and felt rage. "Shut up, pimple boy!" she screeched. She flew up the stairs and pounced on Bud and started beating the tar out of him – almost knocking the wind out of him.

"Kelly, stop it!" Peggy yelled as she hurried to pull Kelly off Bud but was then stopped by Al. "Al, get out of my way! Aren't you going to stop Kelly?"

"Let her kill him, Peg," Al said in a disgusted tone of voice. "If she does, then that'll be two kids we're rid of."

Peggy stood for a moment and thought. Finally, she said, "Good point" and sat back on the sofa and continued to watch TV. Al joined her, and after a minute, Kelly finally quit beating up Bud. She could be heard crying her eyes out as she hurried into her room and slammed the door. Bud could also be heard straining to breathe in the hall. This was definitely not a good evening for any of the Bundys.