A/N: okay so WARNING THIS CONTAINS ADULT CONTENT...yea, no, I never thought I would write the nasty but I did...twice...YALL HAVE BEEN WARNED SO KIDS TURN AROUND or like read the first part and then leave
--------Hey Al, Al!" Dinah yelled from her seat on the couch, holding her phone up with the camera on, "Al, look over here!"
Ally stopped what she was doing as she turned around to see what Dinah wanted, sparing a glance at Anna to make sure she was okay before she registered the camera. Ally rolled her eyes and waved, chuckling as Dinah cheered. Anna stared confused between her momma and mama, wondering what the taller woman had been doing.
"It's a DinAlly Sunday, what do you think babe?" Dinah asked as she stood and padded across the living room and into the kitchen. Dinah stood behind Ally, wrapping one arm around the other woman's waist and holding the camera up with the other, angling it upwards as she took a photo. As if in second nature, Ally smiled as her girlfriend tool the picture, but once she had seen her face and her messy hair, she began to whine.
"D, come on, I look horrible." Ally said, looking at the towering girl with a pout.
"You always look beautiful to me, babe." Dinah responded coolly, taking her eyes off her phone for a second to smile brightly at the shorter woman. Dinah posted her tweet and looked up so see Ally shaking her head, turning around to check on the breakfast she was cooking. "Doesn't Ally always look pretty?" Dinah asked Anna, ignoring the continuous beeping from her phone - she should really remember to turn off the notifications.
Anna giggled and nodded her head repeatedly, watching as Ally beamed at her once she had turned around. Anna watched with content as Dinah said a small 'ha' and Ally let out a huff. Her mothers were silly.
"See, beautiful," Dinah said, kissing the top of Ally's head, slowly bringing up her phone to face them. Ally simply rolled her eyes once she noticed it was a video. "Guys, help me prove that Ally is beautiful just the way she is!" Dinah said to the camera, the video ending just in time to sneak in a kiss to Ally's cheek while Ally blushed.
Not even twenty seconds later, Dinah was getting alerts from twitter and instagram; Anna's small head tilting in question as her momma's phone had a spasm. Dinah scrolled through her notifications only to show Ally, gigging when the woman seemed to blush deeper at the sight of all the comments.
"See," Dinah began, looking at her daughter and then at Ally, "we told you, you are beautiful, didn't we baby girl?"
Anna giggled and nodded her head again, beaming at her mothers. Dinah and Ally giggled along with her before Ally deemed it was time for breakfast. It was just them four this morning - Dinah, Ally, Anna, and Nate - as the other girls went out to go do some errands. Nate was still asleep, Dinah feeling somewhat prideful of the fact at least one of the kids wasn't an early riser, and Anna had been up since six that morning and was currently drawing away on a piece of paper as she waited patiently for her food. Actually she was pretty excited, her mama had showed her how waffles looked like and had nodded her approval almost immediately, missing the prideful look that flashed across her mama's brown eyes.
"Yea, yea, thank you," Ally said as she plated the waffle on a plate, hiding the blush that resided on her cheeks, "you don't look that bad yourself."
"Oh" Dinah, mock gasped, "I see how it is."
Taking advantage of the fact that Ally still stood with her back turned towards Dinah, Dinah smiled mischievously and pressed her index finger against her lips, looking at Anna to make sure she understood. No stranger to her mothers' silly quirks, Anna nodded her head in affirmation, bringing her small hand up to her lips as a small giggle escaped her lips. Dinah launched forward and wiggled her fingers just a few inches below the smaller girls ribs, a strangled yelp leaving unsuspecting lips as she squirmed in place.
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