Fax: a tale of flight and fall

overprotective

"Jeez fang I can still fly you know!" I giggle as he carries me bridal style across the room to go out.
"I know. But you don't know if it will hurt the baby." He pouted.
Outside a gang of M-Geeks were crowding around the house.
"Ah ah ah." Fang tutted and shook his finger at me. "No badass karate moves while your pregnant."
"Fang, she's pregnant. Not dying. She can fight. I'm a doctor and I've been pregnant myself. Get to month 6 and then worry more." Mum laughed. "Ella, you were soooo big! My stomach exploded with all the baby it had to contain ya fat wee munchkin!" She joked.
But, as usual, he won me over with a kiss and a 'be right back' and now I'm sitting alone in the house, while the others kick M-Geek butt. I run into the kitchen, grab a cookie and some popcorn ad watched my movie. It was OK, except me and fang aren't blondes. I mean, sheesh, fang is all black and depression. And that top, I would never wear some of the stuff in that movie. I don't realise everyone had come in, until fangs arm wrapped around my shoulders.
"We have to go." Fang stated. "We've booked a flight, now pack, quickly."
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∆weird AF line.

We are on the plane to new Hampshire,and something flickered to my mind..

"He could be your boyfriend, you know." Angel said with annoying persistence.
"You could get married and me and nudge be thee bridesmaids and total and akila the flower dogs. "
"We're 14! We can't get married!?"
"In new Hampshire you could."
Where does a 6 year old learn this stuff? I wondered.

So that is a possibility why fang wants to go there.