She had an idea. She had been thinking about it for a long time. Kelly wanted grandchildren. And she wanted them now. Flipping through a magazine while sitting on the couch, she yelled, "Andy! Ally! Get down here!" The said people trudged down the stairs, already anticipating what was to come. "You know," she started, "when are either of you gonna bust a move? I want some grandkids! I don't want to be old and wrinkly and dusty by the time either of you gets enough guts!" "Mom, you're not even forty-two yet," Ally said, exasperated. "I will be by the time you even let the thought run through your heads!" She gave them a fixated stare. "What's holding you back? You've got the perfect lovers—" "Mom!" "—who I'm sure won't mind putting up with a little bit of trouble—" Andy winced at that one. Kelly had no idea. "—so there's only the problem of bringing it up in conversation. Which you both are excellent at conversing. You get that from me, I'm sure." "That's the problem." Andy blinked. "We're so good at conversing that they might get it into their heads to start now." "Oh, that's not a problem!" Kelly winked. "I've got enough funds to support you both!" Damn. "Mom, I'm only fifteen!" Ally complained. "Fourteen, schmourteen." Kelly slapped the magazine down with a smile. "You won't believe when my first time was—" "You were fourteen, Mom," Andy said. "You told us this three times before." "And look at your older brother! He's seventeen, and I doubt he's even touched his girlfriend yet! Now would be the perfect time!" "Yeah, Andy." Ally turned to him. "Why don't you?" Andy punched her arm. "Shut up, Ally." "That means you too, Ally!" Kelly smiled. "In fact, I think you'd be the first!" Andy smirked at her. "So who's laughing now?" Ally blushed furiously. "So go get 'em, champs!" Kelly shoved them both out the door. "I expect to hear results when you set foot in this house later!" SLAM Ally looked at Andy and sighed. "Might as well get this over with, huh." "Hn." "I hope she changes her mind before we get back or I think she will get her wish." Ally stated. ____________________________ So, haha I really have a lot of threads but honestly I'm packed with story ideas. I just finished 'Soul Switch' so I thought I could post this Btw this is a old story, its finished but I got a lot of errors so I'm fixing it
"Oh. Hey." David answered the door on the first knock. He turned to Andy. "Jenny's in the living room." Then he turned to Ally. "Why'd you come in through the back door?" "Just in case our mom's stalking us." She grabbed David's arm. "See, she was..." Andy walked into the living room and saw Jenny sitting on the couch, flipping channels. "Oh, hi, Andy!" she said with a radiant smile. Andy winced. How was he going to bring this up again? Apparently as bluntly as he could, because when he sat down next to her he blurted out, "Do you ever want kids one day?" She turned and stared at him. It was complete silence expect for David in the kitchen, who was screaming, "What? What the hell? What's wrong with your mom? Is she a psychopath or something? Why would she make you—us—do that?" "Shut up, twerp!" Jenny screamed. "All of us in here don't want to hear you! And I'm telling Mom next time you swear out loud like that!" "What're you talking about, you do it all the time!" David screamed back. Andy sighed. It was always like this with them. One minute they were best buds and the next they were at each other's throats. It was hard to believe they were even cousins. Jenny set down the remote carefully on the arm of the couch. "Well, yeah," she said after some thought. "Of course I'd want kids." "When?" "Ummm." Jenny thought some more. "When I'm twenty, at the least." Good. Four more years to go. "But when I do..." She suddenly had a dreamy expression on her face. "I want to have them at home, not in a hospital. And we'd send for a doctor." "So you're saying...what? You want to live in the countryside?" Jenny turned to Andy and smiled. "Put your head on my lap," she said. "Uhhh...okay." He stretched out and put his head on Jenny's lap, and she ran her fingers through his hair. "How many kids do you want, Andy?" she asked. He smirked. "Depends. How many times would you feel like being in labor?" "Shut it, pervert!" She pinched his cheek. "I'd want two," she continued. "Twins?" "No, silly. Because I'd want one to look like me and one to look like you." She's really planning this one out. "It'd be a boy and a girl—" "Because I don't want two girls." "I'M talking. I'd want the boy to be at least a year older than the girl, and his name would be—" "Luca." "Luca it is, then. He'd have—" "He'd have brown hair and green eyes and would be quiet and antisocial but popular and would be friendly in his own way and protect his sister," Andy said dryly. "How many times are you going to interrupt me in a minute?" Andy smiled. "In other words, he'd take after you. Though I hope some of those traits would get flushed away with the other genes..." "Whatever, Idiot." "And his sister's name would be Mariah. Isn't that such a cute name?" "Yeah, only I don't do 'cute'." She pinched his cheek again. "Who's the one who's going to be in labor again?" She went on, "She would have black hair and brown eyes, and would take after me." "I hope she doesn't inherit your stupidity." "Shut up! She'd be smart, like you." "We can only pray." This time she hit him on his forehead. "I'd want Mariah born sometime in December. In the tens. I've always liked summer." (Australian here) "That means she'll boil to death in the hospital." "I thought we established that I'd have her at HOME." "Then she really would boil to death." "What, would you forget to turn on the air-condition or something?" "Maybe. You never know. And maybe I'd come home from work right when you're in labor and leave the keys in the car and someone would come steal our shiny silver Volvo." "If that's so, then I'd break every finger on your hand so we'd have to take YOU to the hospital, except since someone stole our car we'd have to walk." "Or we could call a taxi." "All of this, while I'm in labor? Really now?" Jenny laughed. "What a story I'd have to tell to Mariah. What about Luca?" "He should be born in June." "They'll have contrasting personalities! Our birthdays are in cold seasons!" "And look at all of the contrast we have." "And unlike Mariah, he'd be born in a hospital with sanitary spaces and medical care." "HOME." Jenny hit his forehead again. "And we'll take lots of pictures with them so we'll have things to show them when they're older." "Or just more things for them to get embarrassed about." "Whatever!" She wound her fingers in his hair. "We'd raise them right to make sure they won't grow up to be dealing under the radar." "I'll leave that to you." Ally rushed into the living room with a piece of paper. "Andy! C'mon! Let's go!" she said, bouncing up and down on her heels. "All right. Go kiss David goodbye or something." Ally scowled at him but turned and rushed back into the kitchen, and Andy took this chance to give Jenny a quick kiss. "See you." She smiled. "Oh, and I'd be able to raise them right, unlike you." "Whatever." Andy walked into the kitchen. "Come on, Ally." By the way everyone, I was born at home
Once they were out on the sidewalk, Ally held up her paper, excitedly chattering, "We planned the whole thing out! Names, personalities, traits—you name it! Well, more like I planned it. David just gave occasional insight." She looked at him. "What about you?" "Four years." "Oooh!" Ally made a mushy face. "That's soooo sweet! I can picture how your kids are going to be, too..." Andy chuckled silently to himself. Ally had no idea. "Well?" Kelly nearly pounced on them when they opened the door. "Well? Well? What'd they say? Huh?" Ally handed Kelly the paper, beaming. Kelly studied it, then smiled. "Seems like you've got it all planned out! I can hardly wait! Wait..." Kelly frowned. "Seven years? Come on, Ally! Why can't you loosen up a bit?" She turned to Andy. "What about you?" Andy shrugged. "Wait four years and you'll have your grandkids." "Four years? What's wrong with you two?" Kelly complained. "I'll be fifty-something by the time they're teenagers! They won't want to even come near me!" "Believe me, Mum, there will be other reasons why they won't want to come near you." Kelly hit Andy on the head with a magazine. "The thing is, I don't want my girlfriend having a kid when she's still in high school." "Aww!" Ally swooned. "He actually cares!" "Puh-leeze, Andy!" Kelly snorted. "Don't give me cruddy excuses!" "Hmm? What's going on?" Andy and Ally's father walked in. "I'm leaving." Andy turned and walked out the door before things got ugly. "Huh? Andy? What're you doing here?" Jenny was surprised to see Andy at her door eight minutes after he'd left. "Is having a baby at eighteen a little too soon for you?" FINISHED Turned out to be a oneshot yuppie
TELL ME A STORY "Ay, Andy. I'm bored." said the brunette, under the sakura trees with her raven-haired boyfriend. "Hn," was his only comeback. "Oi, Andy. I said I'm bored." "Hn." "Are you gonna say 'hn' for the rest of your life?" "Hn." Great. Just great, thought Jenny-rubbing her temples. It was again, another boring day sitting next to her manga-obbsessed-pereverted-evil boyfriend. "Oiii...Andy, just talk to me and I'll be fine with that." "Yeah, I'm talking." "...Oi, Andy?" "Hn?" "Tell me a story." "...once there was this rabbit who fell into a hole..." "And then? And then?" "...and died. The end." It took the brunette just 3 seconds before pouncing on top of Andy, giving him a good BANG on the forehead using her own. "Ow. That hurt you idiot." "Then give me a better story! You know, something that lasts at least 5-10 minutes! The one you told me only lasted 5 seconds!" "Okay, okay fine! Just get off me." Jenny gave out a little sigh before getting off Andy and sitting next to him, hoping that this time his story would actually make sense. "Okay...one day there was this village where a boy and a girl lived in. Their names were Andy and Jenny . They were both born with special powers, and were nicknamed-" "Nicknamed...?" "The lad and the idiot." "WHA?" Andy couldn't help but smirk on the brunette's reaction. "They were both very close and ended up falling in love with each other, and sooner or later became lovers." "Mnm..." muttered Jenny, her cheeks tinted with bright pink. "One day though, they got stuck in a storage room, and things got awkward between them. It was silent for a long time until-" "Yeah? Until?" "-Jenny, the idiot, pounced on the boy and kissed him." "AN-" "Andy didn't say anything until Jenny stood up and said, 'Hey, wanna do it?'" "ANDY-" "And so, she took off his pants and unbuttoned his shirt then grabbed his-" "OOOOOIIII-" "-and put it in her-" "ANDDDDY!" yelled Jenny, her hands on Andy's mouth, blushing a dark shade of crimson. "Stop! Time out! Tha-that's too...your such a..." "Such a what?" said Andy, grinning as he held her arm and leaned to her until he was just inches from her face." "...A pervert." "Heh, a pervert? Then what were you thinking, agreeing on a pervert becoming your boyfriend?" Jenny was speechless, still blushing and had her heartbeat sped up to about 500 times per second but she could still manage. She managed to use all of her strength on pulling Andy's collar and kissing him. "...?" Jenny grinned at the startled boy, leaned to his ears and muttered, "A pervert like you infected my innocence and made me fall for you." Andy couldn't help but blush slightly and shook his head just to get rid of it. When did Jenny get so cunning? Thought Andy. "Andy?" "Hn?" "I liked the story, it was...weird-but I liked it." "Hn." "Are you ignoring me again?" "Hn." "Oiiii, Andy...I'm bored again." The crimson-eyed lad smirked then gave Jenny a small peck on the lips. "Then, want another story?"