Intergalactic Revolutionary War ~ Septipliers vs Entities

Meet the kids

References!!

Jack's POV~

Mark is in the recording room and the kids are at school. It's been a month since I came home from the hospital. I made sure not to tell Mark the genders because I want it to be a surprise for him. Although he keeps pleading me to tell him I just say "You'll have ta wait fer the princesses or princes to be born." I feel sorta bad 'cause I'm leading him down a path that says that it's one or the other for both. Won't he be surprised.

I'm sitting on the couch watching Tv and relaxing when my phone goes off. When I check it it's an unknown caller. It's probably Bob with a new phone or some shit like that. 

"Hello?"
"Jack? Is that you baby?"
"What do you want Signe?"
"I wanted to tell you that I moved to America to be with you."
"You self-centered BITCH! You think just because you moved to America that I'll take you back?! I have a family and I won't abandon them for an over confident bitch who can't deal with 'a fucker like me'. I've moved on from you and I have been fer years. 12 years to be exact!"
"But baby I was just confused-"
"Confused?!?! Is that what you call dumping me the day after new years?!?! I had planned to marry you! I thought you wanted a life with me but you threw it away. You're the reason I came to America!"
"I thought you went to America to cheer up Mark."
"I came to America to get as fucking far away from you as possible! Mark just happened to need my help at the time!"

I was standing up now in my rage.

"So, Mark was just an excuse for you to break up with me."
"You broke up with me! You left me for some other dude who you said didn't waste your time!"
"But baby-"
"Don't call me 'baby'." I growled. "Do me a favor."
"Anything Jack."
"Lose my number. . . . . And don't call me Jack. Only my friends and family call me that."

I end the call. Rage boiling inside me. I toss my phone to the couch and turn around. Mark is standing there looking at his feet. 

"W-What did you hear?" I ask a bit scared.
"Was I really just an excuse for you to come to America?" He asks with his voice threatening to crack and octave.

Mark's POV~

I'm editing my video when I hear Jack shouting at someone. I get up and walk half way down the stairs to see if I can find out what's going on.

"I came to America to get as fucking far away from you as possible! Mark just happened to need my help at the time! . . . . . . . . . . . . You broke up with me! You left me for some other dude who you said didn't waste your time! . . . . . . . . . Don't call me 'baby'. Do me a favor. . . . . . . . . . . . . . ."

I step into the livingroom and find him standing in his flame and yelling at the other person on the phone.

"Lose my number. . . . . And don't call me Jack. Only my friends and family call me that." He ends the call.

Was I really just an excuse? I look down at my feet as he trows his phone and turns to face me.

"W-What did you hear?" He asks a bit scared.
"Was I really just an excuse for you to come to America?" I ask with my voice nearly cracking to a higher octave.
"No! Of course not! I. . . I just said that to make her shut up."
"Her?" I ask getting a little worried and looking up at him.
"Signe. She somehow got my number and called me."

I can just feel the tears building up. One escapes down my cheek as I turn away from him. He comes up to me and hugs me.

"Mark, I love ya so much that I have no words to describe how much I'm happy you and I are together. Not ta mention I'm carryin' our children and I couldn't live without you."