"You two are together?!?!" Mags yells, hopping on the bed in mine and Ian's cabin. I nod and chuckle at her previous reaction to me and Ian's new relationship. "Like boyfriend girlfriend, kissy kissy relationship?"
"I guess." I shrug.
"Awwwwww..." She trails. "You two are gonna get married and we'll be sister in laws. Then you're gonna have kids. OMG! I'm gonna be an aunt!"
"Mahogany!" I whisper-shout, shutting her up. "Calm down."
"Right." She nods, giving me a serious expression. "You will name your children after me, though."
I just stare, at her unaffected by her stupidity. "Right?" She asks.
"No!" I exclaim, face planting into my pillow. "We literally just started dating we are not having children!"
"Well duh," she says, poking the back of my head." I would hope that you two would get married first. Now sit up before you die of oxygen deficiency."
"Shut up." I retort, sitting up. In the process of doing so, I bump my head on the wall and face plant back into my pillow.
"You okay, buddy?" Mags asks, poking me to test and see if I'm still alive.
"Yeah, I'm fine." I chuckle, sitting up.
"Are you sure?" She asks, continuing to poke me as if I'm not really alive.
"I just bumped my head," I reassure. "It's not like I'm gonna die."
"You better not," Mags says, "cause if you did I would be stuck with Thing 1 and Thing 2."
"Awww," I smirk. "You need me..."
"Shut up, bitch." She retorts, bringing her knees to her chest.
"Love you, too, whore." I smile.
"Hey now, let's not forget," she smirks, checking her nails. "I'm not the one fucking my best friends brother."
"Hey!" I blush, slapping her upside the head. "We haven't done that! And we JUST started dating an hour ago."
"Details, details, who gives a crap." She smiles, rubbing the spot where I slapped her.
"I do." I reply, slapping her again.
"Hey!" She exclaims, now rubbing the other side of her head. "You're gonna have to stop slapping me; my delicate little head can't take anymore abuse."
"Shut up." I groan, laying down to rest. "I can't believe you call yourself a street fighter."
"Bitch." She grumbles, laying down beside me.
~*~
"Mahogany get out and go sit with James." Ian grumbles.
"Fine, loser," Mags sighs, getting up and pushing past Ian. "Don't make babies."
"Shut up, idiot." He retorts to his sister before shutting our cabin door.
"Sup, loser." I tease as Ian sits down.
"Ha, ha your so funny." He says in a low voice, drawing closer to me.
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