"You said two cups of blueberries, right mom?" Peter asked Frida. Helene and Peter had been living with Frida and Agnetha for about two weeks now, and been more comfortable with each other. Helene was still as cold as ice about Frida. Peter had gotten much more comfortable with Frida and they bonded well. Peter kept Frida company every night and Frida still got to cuddle. Frida was glad that Peter liked her, she wasn't sure how long he would stay with her, as well Helene.
"Honey, Christina isn't here," Frida replied confused.
"No," Peter said nervously. "I meant you."
"Oh," Frida said happily. She walked over to Peter and looked at the recipe book. "Yeah," She said and smiled at him. "Two cups, right there," she pointed to the recipe.
"Thanks," he smiled.
"And would you excuse me for just a minute," she said as she ran to Agnetha's temporary room. She opened the door to Agnetha sleeping and she shook her awake. "Agnetha! Anna!" Frida whispered in her ear. "Wake up!"
"What do you want, loser?" Agnetha asked obviously still half asleep.
"Hey, remember you are still living under my roof!"
"What do you want?"
"Peter called me mom!" With that Frida caught Agnetha's attention and she looked up. Her eyes were glowing.
"Frida, oh my gosh! I'm so happy for you!" Agnetha said as she hugged Frida. "You must have done something right!"
"I'm going to go back down though and make sure he makes the blueberry muffins correctly. Gosh, I really love him," Frida said with a glow in her eyes. "I really love my son."
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Bora Bora Baby
FanfictionABBA takes a magical and romantic vacation, unaware of the things that happen in the 2 weeks that they are there. Everything takes a huge turn, and they are surprised by everything.
