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16 years earlier
T'challa:whay should we name them

Storm:i dont know

T'challa:lets name our son cameron

Storm:and the girl?

T'challa:it has to have an s so when i think of her i think of you
Storm:what about summer because we both love the summer time

T'challa:great idea

2 weeks later

Baby summer:gaga *spits*

Baby cameron:*hits summer*

Baby summer:WAAAAAAAAAA

Storm:aww summer what happend are you ok my darling daughter

Baby cameron:mama

Baby summer:WAAAAAAAA WAAA WAAA WAAAAAAA

storm rocks baby summer to sleep and puts cameron to sleep to they share a crib and they silently sleep for hours

The next morning

Baby summer:mama dada

T'challa:she's talking

Storm:our little babies

Baby cameron:*scared*WAAAAA
WAAAAA

baby summer:WAAAAAAAAAAA
*scared*

Somthing grabbed storm and ran away

Word count 125

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