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CAPTER 11

hay ever1!  i decidered to releese this chepter and the lest 1 togeva <3 engoy!!!!!!!11!1

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I was in our cottage with my octuplets. They all had blue skin, and some had light brown hair like Beany used to have and some had brown hair like me. Some of them had blue eyes like me, and some had brown eyes like Beany. They all had freckles. And they were all beautiful. 

Sacha Jr and Obama were my favourite bebes. I know you're not supposed to have favourite bebes, but I do. But I love all them. Beany's favourite bebes were Beany Jr and Dan and Phil. But she loved all the bebes too. As for Harry, Ron and Hermione, Beany and I loved them equally.

I woke up to the sound of Hermione crying, "STFU STUPID HOE!" I yelled. 

"No seche, you have to do it nicely," Beany said, waking up beside me, "please, stupid hoe, would you be as kind to shut the fuck up?" And with that, Hermione went back to sleep.

"Nice." I said. Their cots were all around our bed, of course Sacha Jr and Obama were the closest to me, and Beany Jr, Dan and Phil were all next to Beany, and Harry, Ron and Hermione were all at the end of the bed. 

I leant over the side of my bed and kissed Sacha Jr on the head. Sacha Jr responded by sneezing in my face. She was learning so fast. 

Beany sighed, and got up, revealing her My Chemical Romance pyjamas. 

"I didn't know you were into that sort of stuff Beany?"

Beany said, "fuck u" 

I noticed that her pyjama top strap was broken, "hey, Beany, your pyjama top strap seems to be.. broken up..."

Beany left the room.

I loled and then got up myself, revealing my Justin Bieber pyjamas. I was not afraid to show who I loved. As my morning routine, I went over to my Pitbull shrine and began to pray. 

"Oh Mr Worldwide, forgiver of the non-partiers, redeemer of the Worldwiders. Mr.305, I pray to you to ensure Beany and my children grow up healthy and strong, and that Beany and I continue to love each other forever. Oh, and also that season 6 of the Walking Dead won't make me cry.  Dale!" 

I then stood up, and smiled to myself. 

I sort of liked this domestic life. 

I went into the kitchen, where Beany didn't say hello to me, probably because of the My Chemical Romance breaking up pun, and I chuckled to myself, and made myself some Coco Pops. I turned on "We Are Number One" by Robbie Rotten and then busied myself around the kitchen.

Beany then turned to me, "Sacha, take me seriously. I've got a serious thing. It's really serious"

I sighed, turning to her, "wot."

Beany then knelt on the floor, and got out a ring.

"Seche Elezebeth Whoreton. Will you marry me?"

I spilt my coco pops. "What?! Oh my god! YAS BEANY! YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" 

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It was our wedding day. All our bebes were at the front of the row of the wedding guests, sitting and burbling happily to themselves. Among the wedding guests were the band members of Coldplay, Fallout Boy, Take That and a whole lot others. People such as Lady Gaga and Lana Del Rey and Britney Spears were also there.  Irene the Russian prostitute was there, as well as Willow, Elsa and a whole lot more others. It was a dream come true.