Anything You Can Do, I Can Do Better

Party Fights

When we get back to our mother's house the door is locked. We pound on the door until my little niece opens the door. She stands in doorway and smiles.

"Mommy says Aunt CC and Aunt Bee have to close their eyes." Robyn says.

I sigh and Rikki laughs, his hands go over my eyes and I laugh.

"Don't you trust me?" I ask my husband and he laughs.

"Not even a little bit." Rikki states and I hold his wrists.

"Okay." I say. "Lets go."

Rikki and I awkwardly shuffle into the house and we laugh our asses off along the way. Since I can't see where I'm going I just keep walking. Rikki's arms gently wrap around my torso and pulls me backwards into him.

"Don't walk into walls, baby girl." He whispers in my ear. "You're carrying something important to me, remember?" He asks and kisses my cheek.

"But your non pregnant wife running into the wall would've been okay?" I whisper back and he laughs.

"That just would've been funny." Rikki says and I look around.

Ana has decorated the hell out of this house and I am horrified. There's black and silver streamers strung across the ceiling and black and silver balloons floating in the corners CC steps up beside me and looks around.

"Holy shit." He tries (and fails) to say discreetly through his teeth. "Bee, I think this is what hell looks like." My twin says in a loud whisper.

"I don't know, remember what she did for our sixteenth birthday?" I ask and CC laughs.

"I swear we've never lit anything on fire as fast as we did that clown when we were twelve." My twin says and my husband laughs.

"You two lit a clown on fire?" Rikki wonders.

"Well Bee doesn't like clowns." CC says. "Remember that time Ash, Bobby, and I painted you up like a clown and your wife tried to kill us."

"I remember that!" Ashley laughs as she walks over to us.

Robyn runs up to me and hugs my torso. She smile up at me and I smile down at her.

"Do you like it, Auntie Bee?" My little niece wonders. "Mommy and I decorated it."

"It looks great, half pint." I say and she grins. "Where's mommy and Nona?"

"Nona isn't home yet and mommy is in the kitchen." Robyn explains.

"Mom should've been off work by now." CC says and Ana laughs from the kitchen.

"Bet she's with Morgan!" My older sister yells and my twin and I groan.

"Ana." We complain making Rikki and Ashley laugh.

We all sit around the dinning room table waiting for my mom and probably Coach Morgan so we can eat. Ashley continued to pickles with any condiment she can find in our refrigerator, I'm pretty sure I saw her eating pickles with sauerkraut earlier. We're in the same month of pregnancy but she's having cravings and I'm not. Is that normal? Like is there something wrong with me? Is my baby okay? God, I hope so.

That thing that I might be having twins is sticking in my head. Like I'd only be a first time mom, at least when my mom had twins she already had two older children. But then I'd have to push out two watermelon sized things out of me. That would be like pushing out my fucking car! Jesus Christ, that's fucking insane!

I do really want to be a mom and I can't wait for it. Rikki wants to be a dad as well but I know he'll go back on tour eventually. Being on tour means being away from our baby and, well, me. I can handle being on my own but being on my own with a new born will be different. I mean it'll scream in the middle night and it would be all up to me to calm it down. I'll be able to handle it, right? God, I hope so.

Rikki puts his hand behind my neck and runs my thumb across my spinal cord.

"What's going on in that head of yours?" He asks me and I shrug.

"Nothing." I saw and he smiles.

"You're such a bad liar, baby girl." Rikki says and kisses my cheek. "I'm not going to drop this either, we're talking about this later."

"Whatever you say." I smirk and he pecks my lips.

"I love you." My husband smiles and so do I.

"Considering we're married and I'm carrying your child---"

I guess I didn't hear the front door open or some people walk into the dining room.

"You're pregnant, Bianca!?" My mother's voice demands and I close my eyes. "When were you planning on telling me? When you're having my grandchild in a back seat of a taxicab?"

Then my husband opens his mouth.

"You honestly think I'd let her have the baby in the backseat of a taxi?!" He wonders.

"It happened when I was driving a taxi!" My twin adds with a laugh.

"I swear Rikki, we just had this argument." I tell my husband. "I was planning on telling you, ma. I really was but I wasn't sure the right time."

"What the hell does that mean?" She demands.

"Considering you sprung it on me that you're replacing my father with the man the emasculated my twin brother for four years in high school." I state. "Not only that you're marrying the asshat."

"I won't have you disrespect your father!" Ma states.

"He's not my dad, Ma! Do you even remember our dad? You know, you were married to him for thirty odd years, have four kids when him. Any of this ringing a bell?" I ask. "Talk about disrespecting dad, Ma we're Catholic. I don't think we're all for divorce or remarrying."

"Henry VIII took six wives, Bianca." Mom says and I role my eyes.

"Bee has a masters degree in history, Ma. Really going to play the history card on her?" CC wonders with a laugh.

"He also offed some of his wives. Ma, he made a new religion where divorce was allowed." I say and she rolls her eyes.

"I don't agree with you having a baby out of wedlock." She says and crosses her arms.

"I'm married, remember that whole Vegas deal? You disowned me for like a month?" I ask and she sighs.

"I'm done having this conversation." Mom states and I smile.

"Good."

"Good."

"Fine."

"Fine."

She walks out of the kitchen dragging the Coach behind her. I smile and Rikki laughs.

"I think you won, babe." He says and I kisses my cheek.