I smile looking down at my 3-month-old daughter and son, I see their little smiles as they grab at the bruises on my face, I sigh. 'I'm ok little one.' Craig walks in since he's staying here until they turn 4-months-old.
He sits down cupping my cheeks in his hands kissing me, I grin. 'Hey.' He sighs. 'We should stop. . .' I say confused. 'Are you breaking up with me?! Craig?! What the.-' Craig cuts me off. 'Tweek, I'm not breaking up with you. Ok? I think we should stop playing superheroes. . .' I shake my head. 'I don't want to though!' Craig laughs kissing me. 'You have bruises and cuts on your body, ok? You're a mother- father, of two. . .'
I sigh. 'But, I'm strong! And I can raise two twins at 15 and play superheroes!' Craig laughs sitting down. 'Babe. You're strong and amazing, but when you get a bone broken, no. You can't.'
I sigh. 'Fine!' He smiles kissing me. 'It's ok, we can. . ."play" our own "superheroes".' I blush looking away still playing with the babies. 'That would be. . .nice.'
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Superheros.\ \ \Creek/ Craig X Tweek mpreg./ / /
FanfictionOK SO, THIS IDEA, OK. YES. @stripeonthatcreek CAME UP WITH THIS AND I C A N T. Ok so, Tweek and Craig are 14, I know young, but it's around the time of experimenting, and when pot comes into the question, it's not a good idea.
