Hercules was sitting on his couch with his mom, knitting a baby onesie. Well.. a failed baby's onesie. He had turned it into a hat with the help of his mother, who worked in fashion design for her job. He was the only one of his friends to live in a house not an apartment now that Laf and Alex ha smoked in together. Herc pumped a fist in the air. "I got the double stitch technique down!" I don't knit so... He exclaimed.
"That's fantastic honey! Never been prouder!" His mother said, typing something into her computer.
Hercules frowned, and heard his phone ding. He stood up and tripped on his new sack. He had gotten it from some peaches and it was a tad too big! He loved it so though, because it had a flower sewn on it. Hercules stood up and picked up his phone.

Herc! My brother's being born! We are at Ramos Hospital, come quick!

Hercules jumped into the air. "Mom!" He shouted.
"That's okay honey. I'll clean it up later." His mom waved a dismissive hand.
"No!" Hercules shook his head. "Mom! Alex's brother is being born."
Hercules' mom looked at Herc. "Martha is giving birth?"
"Yep!" Hercules confirmed with a one-worded answer.
Hercules' mom grabbed her purse from the floor. "What hospital? Let's go!" She said.
"I need my shoes!" Hercules said.
"Shoes are for the weak, wear your olive bag socks!" She ordered, the two hurried out of their big house together, hand in hand. They were all the other had.