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November 19th, 2011Comments
"Girl, if you get steak, they better bring one for the ol' man too," she grinned backed.
"Hey! Tony is a real nice name.. Tony Sommer-Passos got a nice ring to it, don'tcha think? But I like a traditional name, that's like.. the mature thing to do an' we're real mature now, right?" Grinning wildly at Michi's acceptance of her suggestion, she gave the younger girl a tight squeeze. "Damn right she's gonna be fierce, look at her mom, fuckin' duh!"
"Yeah babe, we're like... aces at bein' mature and shit," she grinned and kissed Hunter on the cheek. "Well... at least we'll figure it out by the time Monkey comes along."
She giggled at Hunter's summation of how fierce their baby would be if she was a girl. "Yeah well, gonna be pretty fuckin' awesome no matter what. And of course always in fashion," she grinned.
"I'm learnin'.. Sera been givin' me some pointers bout growin' up and shit," Hunter replied, grinning as her cheek was kissed. Sera had actually been giving her pointers on how to grow up since the day they had met, but she had only recently started listening so she supposed that was what counted.
"Fashion? That kid is gonna come outta there in fashion, we'll like.. git baby cowboy boots. That's cute as shit right there."
"Ser's good at that shit. Maybe she can give me some pointers," she grinned. "At the very least she's givin' you good daddy advice cause you been a god damn saint."
"So cute," Michi laughed lightly. "We can get little outfits and shit. I been squirrelin' away money while I can," she admitted, blowing right over her concern about her mother.
"Hey now hey!" Hunter quickly protested, making sure to put on her best mock offended expression. "I'm a saint all on my own, I was like that 'fore she came along, believe me. Ser just.. I dunno, guides my arrow or whatever it's called."
Perking up at the mention of spending money, she gave the younger girl another squeeze. "You wait till you see all the shit I'm bringin' after Thanksgiving this year. I ain't never had a Black Friday where I had to get baby stuff.. am I gonna have to fight other moms? Cos I can do that shit."
"I was just teasin' babe," Michi grinned, pressing another kiss to Hunter's cheek. "I know you were a saint 'fore she got to ya. No one else would put up with this shit."
Michi laughed. "Oh yeah. Mom's and aunties are the friggin' worst when it comes to having to fight for baby shit. This is why we gotta send pops into the trenches," she teased gently. "Just the other day I saw this amazing little dinosaur outfit. I totally bought it but I had to fight this bitch for it," she grinned. "Tooth and nail baby."
"Hey," Hunter pouted, surprisingly sober. "You ain't shit."
Despite becoming serious so quick, she was soon laughing at Michi's story, squeezing her girlfriend again and pressing a series of quick kisses to the side of her temple. "Goddamnit, yer jus' the goddamn cutest, shit! I bet you put the smackdown on that whore, bet it was sexy as fuck." |
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