Meant to be

your back

Cyn: jazzy* shaking Erica*

Erica: yes babe* rubbing her eyes*

Cyn; I'm hungry

Erica: you want some chicken soup

Cyn: if your making it then no

Erica: relax cyn, I'll get ma to make it. *getting up and wrapping a robe around her naked body* stop staring*tightening the strings*

Cyn: well stop looking like a snack.

Erica: *blushing* this is what got your ass pregnant in the first place.

Cyn: and your point* rubbing her belly while she walked into the bathroom.

Erica: forget*walking down the stairs* mommy?

Sonia: kitchen.

Erica: mommy, can you make cyn some chicken soup please

Sonia: am I the one that got her pregnant  your going to make it, I will help you.

Erica: OK, don't know if she will eat it, if she know I'm the one that made it.

Sonia:another thing,*smacking her hard behind her head*

Erica: ouch ma*rubbing her head*

Sonia: don't be having sex in my house.you'll not married.

Erica: yes we are, you have photos

Sonia: its not legal. Unless it legal the door stays open.

Erica: buts she's already pregnant? Too late for that

Sonia: I said the door stays open until your married.

Erica: fine.*screams* Cynthia?

Cyn; ya

Erica: marry me?

Cyn: no

Erica: why not

Sonia: stop shouting in my damn house.

Cyn:*coming down the stairs* sorry ma

Sonia: sorry my ass, you lucky your pregnant, I would whoop your ass for having sex in my house.

Cyn: sorry ma. *hiding behind Erica*

Erica: no, come out behind me, you just turn me down.

Cyn: cause you asked me to marry you better when we was 7.

Erica: so if i get a ring pop you will say yes?

Cyn: maybe.

Erica: you heard her mammi. I'm going to get that ring pop.*about to walk out*

Cyn: not so fast, feed king please.

Erica: sorry. Mommy what do I need*getting a pot from the cupboard.

Sonia: veggies, chicken stock, Noodles, onion, garlic, chicken breast.

Cyn: let me help you babe.

Erica: no I want to do this for you. Go lay down I got this.

Cyn; please no food poisoning this time.

Erica: ma will help me. *getting stuff from the fridge*

Cyn: OK*walking to the living room*

Erica did what her mom told her, take mental notes so she could prepare it for another time.

Sonia: so you really going to propose?