Minecon (A BajanCanadian Fanfic)

Almost The Big Day

I woke up, turning my head to face Mitch.

"Nice to see you're awake, Mrs. Hughes," Mitch said, smirking at me sleepily.

"Hey, not yet. Still 24 hours to go," I reminded him teasingly.

"Oh, shut up. You know, we could move it to today..." Mitch trailed off.

"But that would mean giving you what you want, and we can't do that, now can we?" I asked innocently.

"I hate you so much..."

"Of course you do, that's why you're getting married to me tomorrow," I replied, rolling my eyes.

"Well... I guess I could never really hate youuuuu..." Mitch said, smiling.

I rolled my eyes again and crawled out of bed, Mitch following me. I walked down to the kitchen, ignoring the fact that I was only in one of Mitch's shirts.

"So, what do you want for breakfast, babe?" Mitch asked.

"You think I'm letting you cook? Remember what happened last time? When you burnt the cupcakes?" I reminded him, laughing.

"True... But you're the bride to be, I'm not letting you cook," Mitch argued.

"Ugh, no fair! Do I have to call Juli to cook for us?"

"Yes."

"Fine."

I grabbed my phone and sent Juli a text.

(J: Juli, B: Becca)

B: Mitch won't let me cook breakfast :(

J: Again? Why this time?

B: bc I'm the "bride to be"

J: so I'm cooking?

B: :D

J: .-. I'll be over in a bit...

B: YEY

*END OF CONVO*

"She's on her way," I told Mitch.

"How long do you think she'll take?" Mitch asked, pushing me against the fridge gently.

"Uh, 5 minutes. She lives with Rob, remember?" I reminded him, knowing I was ruining his fun.

"No fair..." Mitch whined, stepping away from the fridge.

"You can heave your fun on the honeymoon, alright? Until then, you've just gotta wait."

"Fiiiiiiiiiine..." Mitch groaned.

The door opened without a knock, signaling that Juli was here. She never knocked.

"HEY GUYS I BROUGHT ROB!" Juli yelled, walking into the kitchen. "WOAH, BEX, GET SOME CLOTHES ON!"

My eyes widened and I ran up the steps, slipping on a pair of sweats and running back down.

"Can I look now?" Rob asked, trying to pull Juli's hands away from his eyes.

"Yes," She said, taking her hand away.

"What was that for anyways?" Rob asked, pouting.

"You're not allowed to look at any girls dressed like that except me," Juli said matter-of-factly.

"Yeah, and no guy is allowed to look at my baby girl when she's dressed like that," Mitch said, wrapping his arms around my waist and resting his head on top of mine.

"Anyways, I'm hungry. Juli, Rob, breakfast plox, tanks g's," I said.

"Alright, I'm making eggs and bacon, Juli, you're on pancakes," Rob told her.