Benny Watts Imagines

We're Family P2

I sat sipping my drink from its straw, the cup resting on my bump and the straw between my lips as I sipped the apple juice, my feet up on the coffee table. I heard the door open so I turned and saw Marybelle arrive home from school,

"Hi Honey," I smiled as she came through,

"Hi Mom," she said as she sat on the sofa too, "Where's Dad?"

"Groceries."

"ahh, how did your appointment go?"

"good, very good. Baby is coming along cosy and happy,"

"Good," she nodded, "What was all the swearing about last night?" She asked, "Or... do I not wanna know?"

"Why wouldn't you wanna know?" I giggled,

"...I don't know why he's swearing in the middle of the night in your bedroom."

I laughed, "Marybelle. Benny was putting the bedside crib together."

"ahh..." she nodded,

"Can I know why your friend Sam was swearing when he visited last week?"

"...no,"

"Alright," I chuckled,

I heard the door open and I looked over as Benny set the groceries on the kitchen table, "Hello my beautiful girls," he smiled as he came and leant over the sofa, "Hi honey," He smiled kissing Marybelle's cheek, "Hi Sweetie," he smiled kissing my cheek, "Hi baby girl," He cooed as he kissed my baby bump, "how are my lovely ladies?"

"Baby's kicking away," I smiled,

"Awww kicky little baby," he cooed as he came and kissed my bump resting his head there as he stroked, "such excited little thing, excited to come out for cuddles," he cooed, "How is mommy?" He cooed,

"Okay, I think," I laughed,

"Good," He smiled, "How was your day Marybelle?"

"Fine, Lisa threw a sandwich at Jacob Lintworth's head."

"Ohh..." I laughed,

"Perticular reason? or... did he just need gluten in his hair?" Benny laughed,

"He called her a gothy Bitch,"

"Ahh..." I nodded, "Makes sense,"

"I mean... Lisa... Kinda is..." Benny began,

"You wear a leather trench coat," she snapped,

"...Touche," he nodded,

I smiled as I stood in the kitchen cooking up some nice yummy cravings, frying some battered strawberries, Benny had his arms wrapped around me his hands on my stomach, his chin on my shoulder as we cuddled.

Marybelle sat doing homework at the kitchen table rolling her eyes a little at us, "You guys are mushy,"

"It is love," I smiled, "I love you Darling," I cooed,

"I love you too Sweetie," He cooed giving my lips a soft kiss,

"Adorable. And Mushy." she sighed,

"We love you too Marybelle," I smiled,

"Gross," she sighed taking her books and heading to her room,

"Teenagers," I sighed,

"Were you like this as a teenager?"

"I was a teen mother, of course Not. I was busy trying to afford baby toys and get some kind of a sleep schedule," I explained, "and you know dealing with a perverted Narasassist."