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Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by NeonQueen, Nov 11, 2011.
Chris: hmm. Maybe... Emma, would you be able to talk to him atleast?
Emma: *shrugs* talk to who.,
Chris: my dad.
Emma: yeah sure I could..
Chris: are you sure... Wait. Emma. It's not really that important.
Emma: *watches him* ok..?
Chris: bah. I'm tired.
Emma: *laughs* oh Lady GaGa your funny! *pats Chris's face* you crazy funny lady you!
Chris: *alarmed*
Chris: Emma?
Emma: yes Mr. Square pants? *groans, messed up from the baby hormones*
Chris: Emma. I'll go get Kathy, I don't know what to do
Emma: I'm to sexy for this shirt. *sings*
Chris: or not...
(lol, bad timing. Kinda. It depends on how you think about it.)
(LOVE THAT song!)
(lol me to!! ) Emma: YMCA *sings*
(is that really what pregnant people act like?!)
Chris: *picks up emma* time for bed.
(yeppers!) Emma: *groans, running to the toilet, puking*