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As great as the convention seemed, even Brian and Ashley were taken aback by the positive reception they got. Between the glossy new prints of the zine, the talk Brian gave on the panel, and the motivation and passion Darren and Len had as they pitched this thing they worked so hard on, both the zine and Planet Sized Comics itself got a lot more attention. They were getting more demand for new issues of the zine to get mailed out than they even had the capacity to print. It would have been a logistical headache, if not for the boost in interest from advertisers they got. The zine was largely subsidized by profits from Planet Sized Comics, which Jessie justified by both the added attention it gave the store, and her own personal love and passion for putting out the zine. Now, they were getting real interest from major advertisers who had real money to throw around. And best of all, they were coming to them, so the overhead of the team having to hit the pavement and find minor-level

Brian was watching the store on his own; it was late on a Saturday and the foot traffic was mostly died down by then. And he had been working at Planet Sized Comics for long enough that he could handle even a mid-sized crowd of shoppers all on his own, and knowing that Jessie trusted him with the store gave him a sense of pride. But she did not leave him alone for no reason. She was going to her latest check-up, since she was three months into her latest surrogacy pregnancy. Though, when Jessie waddled back into the comic book store, you would not think she was only three months along by looking at her. She had a swollen belly, as big as a woman full term with one baby, sticking out in front of her. She was not wearing a graphic print t-shirt like she normally did, instead wearing a white and blue blouse that Carrie gifted to her. But even with a more traditional top on, slivers of Jessie’s pale pregnant belly skin were poking through, since she still insisted on wearing her usual