Blended

three

ariana smiled, watching teagan with her little sister. ariana has given birth just two months ago to hers and mac's first child, mackenzie joan mccormick. teagan was in love with her little sister and helped out with her as much as she could.

"watcha doin', teacup?" she asked.

"tryna get mack to laugh," teagan said. "she's not very good at it."

"she doesn't really laugh yet. she won't for another few months. she smiles a lot though."

"i changed her diaper cause she peed but i think i did something wrong."

"you did. it's backwards," ariana said with a small laugh. "i'll fix it in a little bit, but i need her. i need to feed her."

"why can't i feed her?"

"she doesn't take bottles honey, i have to breast feed."

"why don't you just make her use a bottle?"

"i've tried. she'd rather starve herself. bring her here."

teagan got up from the couch carefully cradling the baby in her arms and made her way to her mother, allowing ariana to take her. "can i go outside?"

"you can go out back. i don't want you in the front yard anymore. casey's little bitch ass is always out there."

"i shoulda beat her when i had the chance."

"i'll tell you what, if she hits first then you can fuck her up but until then you keep your cool. i don't need the media saying my kid is some kind of bully."

"but casey is the bully."

"casey isn't famous. you are."

"yeah, i already have a one up on her stupid face."

ariana snorted a little as she walked into the kitchen, simultaneously getting mackenzie to start eating. "hi momma," she said as she saw her mother at the stove.

"hi baby. how's it going?" joan asked.

"good. what are you making?"

"spaghetti."

"gross," ariana and teagan said.

"jinx!" teagan said. "you can't talk til someone says your name three times."

"ari, ari, ari," liz said as she ran through the living room and into the kitchen.

ariana laughed and pointed at teagan. "what now you little fucker?"

"aunt lizzie! you ruined my jinx!" teagan said.

"get over it, guess what," liz said as she looked at ariana.

"what?" ariana asked.

"he proposed!"

ariana gasped. "oh my god! did you say yes?"

"yes!"

"yes!"

"i'm getting married!"

"oh my god, you're getting married!"

"i know!"

"oh my god my speech is gonna be so embarrassing you better wear good makeup to keep your cheeks from getting red."

"i swear to god if you say shit about the time we slept together."

"i mean i was just gonna go with the time we made out but that's an even better idea."