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Maxon POV:
"The King and Queen tell me that they have something to tell us," Gavril says.
"Yes we do," America says, "We are expecting!"
"That is wonderful! Will we getting a Prince or Princess?" Gavril asks us. America looks at me to answer.
"We will have two little princess," I say proudly.
"That is wonderful! Goodnight Illéa." Gavril says to the camera.
*****Time laps to after baby's birth******
"America, we need to name them," I tell her as I hold my beautiful daughter, and America holds the other.
"I know," she says, "how about Charlie and Chase?" she says. "I've always loved the names.
"I love it, and I love you and I love my babies." America scoots over on the bed so I can sit next to her. "Okay who wants to be Charlie?" I ask my babies. The baby that America is holding opens her eyes, to show Americas eyes, at the name, "Okay, its very nice to meet you Charlie" I coo at my daughter. "So that makes you Chase," I say to the baby in my arms, she also opens her eyes, to show the same eyes as her twin.
"I love you so much, Maxon," America says.
"I love you too. Thank you America," I say.
"What for?"
"For giving me two more of you." I say giving her a kiss.
*****Time laps a few days later*****
America POV:
"Meet our new princesses, Chase and Charlie." I say to Gavril.
"Who is the heir?" Gavril asks.
"Chase, by 10 minutes" Maxon says.
*****Time laps to after show***** (Sorry for all of the time laps)
"Maxon, we are parents," I say to him in complete shock. "We are gonna have to dress them different, they are so identical its scary," I laugh.
"Yes, how about Case in purple and Charlie in pink?" Maxon asks, I nod my head. There is a knock at the door, "You can come in," Maxon saya to whoever is at the door.
May bursts through the door, "Where are my nieces?" she asks as she walks over to the bed. I hand her Chase, so I can get up and stretch. "America she is so beautiful."
"Thank you May," I say to my sister.
******Time laps a couple of weeks later*****
America POV still:
I've been a mother for 5 weeks now and I love it. Maxon loves it to, but he has had a couple of melt downs about becoming his father. I hate when her thinks those things. He is nothing like his father, not at all.
"America, but what if....?" He says talking about his father as we watch our beautiful girls sleep on the couch on their room.
"Maxon, how many times to I have to tell you?" I get up and sit in his lap with my legs on either side of him, "You have never laid a hand on me, and you never will."
"How do you know?"
"Your mother, that's how. She was warm and sweet and she had a great heart. Just like yours." I say kissing him. I get up and go to check on the girls, that's when I hear the rebel alarms blaring.
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Not Your Typical Princess:Selection Fanfiction (COMPLETE)
FanficWARNING!! Read The Selection, The Elite and The One BEFORE you read this!! Maxon and America have twin daughters one of them is what you would think of when you think Princess but the other.... She isn't, she wears t-shirts and jeans and loves baseb...
