Food Can Wait [H.S]

FCW | 21

"lets flip a coin."
-Anna Stevens

"heads, you're mine. tails, i'm yours."
-Klaus Fischer

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f o o d  c a n  w a i t  |  21

"What do you want to be when you grow up?" Anna asked Klaus a few nights later. They'd been on the phone for hours asking each other random questions that came to mind.

"Your husband." Klaus answered, causing her to giggle.

"Klaus, I'm being serious."

"So am I." He grinned even though he knew for a fact that she couldn't see him. "How about I'll be a stay at home dad while you work to pay all of the bills?"

"Are you serous?"

"No I'm not." Klaus laughed. "Of course we'd both work because I already know for a fact that you wouldn't want to stay at home all day and raise the kids."

"I mean, it doesn't sound that bad." Anna told him.

They both fell silent, Anna thinking about how her first day of college was just around the corner. Klaus was thinking about his future with Anna. He was thinking about marriage, kids and what it would be like to grow old with Anna.

"Klaus?" Anna said into the phone when he didn't answer her question.

"Yes?"

"What were you thinking about?" Anna asked him.

"Us."

"Us?" Anna repeated. "Don't tell me you want to break up."

"No!" Klaus shouted a little too loud into the phone. "Not even close. I was thinking about us growing old together and how we'll have seven beautiful kids-"

"Seven?" Anna said in disbelief. "There is no way I'm shoving seven kids out of me!"

"Don't interrupt me Anna when it's just about to get good."

"Okay, sorry. I'll listen." Anna said zipping her mouth closed. Klaus laughed, knowing that's exactly what she did. He knew her well enough to know that when she gets told to shut up, she does that every time in response.

"Like I was saying before I got rudely interrupted," Klaus said causing Anna to giggle. "We'd have seven kids so we can have our own family band. We'll have two drummers, two guitarists, one flute player, one trumpet player and one that plays the saxophone. Their daddy, aka me, will sing and their mom will just sit around and watch because she's not all that talented."

If Klaus were there with her right now, she'd hit him upside his head because she was in fact talented, when it came to her studies.

"What would we call the band?" Anna asked him.

"Klaus and Sons." Klaus answered almost immediately.

"You can't possibly be serious. I'm pretty that the Mumford and Sons wouldn't appreciate you taking their name idea." Anna laughed. "And what if we have daughters?"

"Then we'll shave their heads bald." Klaus shrugged.

Anna was thinking about taking her mom's car to drive over to Klaus's house to see what he was on. "Are you on drugs?"

"If you're a drug, then yes."

"Why am I dating you?"

"Because even though I'm pretty boring, I kiss good."

"You're right there." Anna giggled. "How about you come over and kiss me now?"

"Are you asking me for a booty call at two in the morning?" Klaus gasped.

"It's not a booty call if we're not having sex."

"I can finger you." Klaus offered causing Anna to choke on her own saliva.

"Klaus..." Anna blushed, not being able to form a sentence.

"You'll enjoy it, I promise."

"I'm sure that I would."

"Then it's settled then, I'm on my way."