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"You think Rupert's going to think we bought too much stuff?" Fred asked as she dug into her purse for the house keys. She couldn't wait to get inside and get off her feet as they had done a lot of walking around the shopping area, and her feet were starting to hurt.
Willow shook her head and hefted the bags she was holding. "You're having a baby, you're going to need at least this much stuff."
"Didn't know you were such an expert, love," Charlotte teased as Fred got the door open. "Have you been reading baby books all this time you said you were catching up on your herbalism and enchantment texts?"
Willow blushed, causing both other women to laugh. "I don't know. Fred being pregnant has made me think...I'd think I'd like us to have child sometime. Well, I know we can't have a child biologically, but you know what I mean."
Smiling, Charlotte kissed her girlfriend softly on the lips. "One step at a time. Let's make sure we're settled workwise first."
"Well sure, it'll be easy for you to get a job what with having a law degree," Willow said. "Who's going to want to hire an out of work witch?" She stopped for a moment while they set all their parcels in the sitting room for a moment. "Actually, if you get the job, I could stay home with a child..."
Suddenly, Fred frowned and put her fingers to her lips. "Do you hear...singing?" she asked, pointing up toward the ceiling, sure she could hear what sounded like male voices.
Willow nodded. "I think--."
Before she could finish, Molly ran down the stairs and into the sitting room, hurrying over to Fred and whining a bit. A three women looked down at the puppy, their eyes wide at the sight of her.
"Is that one of Andi's onsies?" Charlotte asked.
"What in the world...?" Fred hurried upstairs - well, as fast as she could pregnant - with Willow and Charlotte behind her to the room they had designated as the nursery. When they got there, they stood in the door for a moment, speechless. The guys were all singing, and there were several beer cans around. What looked like it was supposed to be the rocking chair was in a broken heap on the floor. "What...what in the...what's going on here?"
"You think Rupert's going to think we bought too much stuff?" Fred asked as she dug into her purse for the house keys. She couldn't wait to get inside and get off her feet as they had done a lot of walking around the shopping area, and her feet were starting to hurt.
Willow shook her head and hefted the bags she was holding. "You're having a baby, you're going to need at least this much stuff."
"Didn't know you were such an expert, love," Charlotte teased as Fred got the door open. "Have you been reading baby books all this time you said you were catching up on your herbalism and enchantment texts?"
Willow blushed, causing both other women to laugh. "I don't know. Fred being pregnant has made me think...I'd think I'd like us to have child sometime. Well, I know we can't have a child biologically, but you know what I mean."
Smiling, Charlotte kissed her girlfriend softly on the lips. "One step at a time. Let's make sure we're settled workwise first."
"Well sure, it'll be easy for you to get a job what with having a law degree," Willow said. "Who's going to want to hire an out of work witch?" She stopped for a moment while they set all their parcels in the sitting room for a moment. "Actually, if you get the job, I could stay home with a child..."
Suddenly, Fred frowned and put her fingers to her lips. "Do you hear...singing?" she asked, pointing up toward the ceiling, sure she could hear what sounded like male voices.
Willow nodded. "I think--."
Before she could finish, Molly ran down the stairs and into the sitting room, hurrying over to Fred and whining a bit. A three women looked down at the puppy, their eyes wide at the sight of her.
"Is that one of Andi's onsies?" Charlotte asked.
"What in the world...?" Fred hurried upstairs - well, as fast as she could pregnant - with Willow and Charlotte behind her to the room they had designated as the nursery. When they got there, they stood in the door for a moment, speechless. The guys were all singing, and there were several beer cans around. What looked like it was supposed to be the rocking chair was in a broken heap on the floor. "What...what in the...what's going on here?"