Friendsgiving

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It was time for the famous Friendsgiving. Famous because something crazy always happens. Three years ago Chris and Jo got drunk. SO drunk they wanted to reenact the famous dirty dancing lift. That night there was a hole in Lizzie and Jo's house the size of Chris' back and Jo's head. Needless to say their headache the next morning wasn't just from the tequila. Friendsgiving always ranged in size they often had anywhere between 6-30 people depending on if they were filming a Marvel movie or not. This Friendsgiving, in particular, was going to only consist of Jo, Lizzie, Chris, Morgan, Kingston, and Josey. Much of this was due in part to Lizzie being as pregnant as she is with twins. They didn't want to risk anything. 

Lizzie and Jo were in the kitchen finishing the last of the trail mix, something to hold over the kids (including Chris and Jo). The door opened and in walked Chris his booming voice saying "Alright! Who is ready to party?!" he continued his way into the living room looking around at the house

"Me!" Jo said as she came up behind I'm jumping on his back. Chirs was quick to turn towards the couch before flipping Jo over his left shoulder causing her to land on the couch. The legs of the couch scratched against the wood as she made contact with the cushions.

"Okay kids that enough," Morgan laughed as she walked in carrying a sleeping Josey on her hip. Morgan walked over to Lizzie kissing her cheek "Look at you hot Mom,"

"Me?" Lizzie blushed "Look at you,"

Chris looked at Jo "Our wives are flirting again,"

"yeah," Jo sighed "But can we really blame them?"

"They are the hottest women on this planet,"

"That they are," Jo agreed before slapping Chris - hard.

"What was that for?!"

"Am I not one of the hottest women in the world?"

"Hey, Kingston! Son, why don't we go play outside with Red."

"Christopher," Jo growled but it was too late the boys had already run out. The football tucked under King's arm

Morgan asked, "Where can I go lay J?"

"Give her to me," Jo said with grabby hands. Jo took J and laid her in one of the cribs in the nursery. J was just four and still small for her age so the crib worked fine. Jo quietly dug through the boxes before stumbling on the one she wanted. She quickly got it set up before walking back into the Kitchen baby monitor in hand "Little girl is sleeping perfect,"

"Perfect," Morgan smiled, Lizzie couldn't help but smile at the idea of her wife carrying a baby monitor around. She always felt as if they were so close yet too far. Morgan asked, "How are you two?"

"Busy, but good."

"Do you two ever stop?"

"Your one to talk." Jo laughed

"I'm not saying it's a bad thing. Just try to slow down when those babies come. They grow way too fast."

"Don't remind me," Lizzie said "I already miss having my cute little bump."

"When are you due again?"

"Mid-February but the Doctor says it'll be a miracle if I make it to February."

Morgan nodded, When are you going on Maternity Leave?" 

"When Christmas break starts."

"What about you Jo?"

"I work from home right now so I'll work till she goes into labor."


The three continued to laugh and talk for another forty-five minutes. Lizzie pulled the boiled eggs out of the fridge and Morgan instantly paled before she swallowed "I'm going to go check on J and the boys."

Lizzie gave Jo a funny look "What's that about,"

"Uhm, I-Ill be right back," Jo went and found Morgan looking into Js crib "Come with me Mo I want to show you the above garage apartment." Once they were in the apartment far from paying eyes and ears Jo said "How long have you known you are pregnant?"

Morgan's eyes widened "Pre-pregnant?! I'm not pregnant!"

"Bullshit!" 

"I'm not."

"And I'm not a lesbian." Jo scoffed

"I-I don't know if I am. I haven't taken a test."

Jo reached into her back pocket "Good thing I have one."

"Why the fuck do you have a pregnancy test?!"

"It's not for me! We have friends that get late period might be pregnant anxiety so we keep a few on hand."

"Well aren't you two good friends," Morgan said sarcastically

Jo rolled her eyes "Shut up and go take it." Jo sat on the sink while Morgan took the test "Have you two been trying?"

"We haven't been doing anything to prevent it I just didn't know it would take this early."

"Have you seen your husband? I don't think he has any issues with his swimmers,"

"Apparently not," Morgan sighed before she smiled "I might be pregnant,"

"You might be pregnant." Jo smiled

"I am pregnant,"

"No, you might be,"

"According to these two tests I am pregnant," Jo jumped up looking at the test before hugging her best friend. They squealed and cried. "I can't believe this is the second pregnancy you knew about before Chris." Morgan laughed,


That night at dinner everyone had plates full and were ready to eat when Morgan tapped her glass "Everyone I have an announcement." Everyone looked at Morgan with wide eyes "I'm pregnant!"

Chris stood up with such force he broke their chair before going and taking his wife into his arms letting his hand get lost in her hair as he pressed her against him with tears in both their eyes. They kissed not breaking apart before Jo coughed "Children in the room," they kept kissing before Jo said, "Boy, I hope it's twins!"

"No!" Morgan Chris and Lizzie all said in unison,

The night was filled with laughter and love. Just as Chris and Morgan had put the kids to bed and walked back into the living room Lizzie said: "Jo and I have talked and the master in the apartment has fresh sheets and you two are welcome to enjoy some alone time tonight and Jo and I will watch after the kids." 

Jo nodded, "But we do have something planned for dinner tomorrow so we expect to see you two presentable and not all sexed up at 5:30 at the latest."

Morgan hugged Lizzie "Thank you!"

Jo whispered in Chris' ear "Make sure you guys can walk normal tomorrow and throw both sets of sheets away when you are done. I have enough sense to know two layers don't hurt."

Chris nodded "You're a good man Jo."

"I was raised to be a good man in a storm,"





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