Sage's Quirky (Calum Hood fanfiction)

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Magic 8 Ball, will the readers get to learn more about Ricky this chapter?

Concentrate and ask again

I wish there was a middle finger emoji

Marci

“I made chicken, fried potatoes, and corn. Sage told me you were only allergic to peanuts,” I make small talk as we walk into the house.

“Alright,” Ricky replies.

I lead them down the hall to the kitchen.

“So I just have to finish on dessert,” I begin, turning around and seeing Ricky’s hand in Sage’s back pocket.

I clear my throat, giving Ricky the evil eye.

Strike one.

He removes his hand with an apologetic look.

“You kids can go and, I don’t know, play or something…” I turn around to the stove, then back around.

They pause from the entrance of the kitchen and the two teenagers turn to look at me.

“Actually, don’t play,” I say, recalling the stories I’ve read about the pregnant thirteen year olds.

I don’t think Sage would turn into one of those kids, but hey, it’s always the ones you least suspect.

“Go to the living. Introduce him to your dad, Sagery,” I order.

“Alright,” Sage mutters, grabbing Ricky’s hand and leading him out of the kitchen.

I turn back to the stove and pull the brownies out of the oven.

Without an oven mitt.

Again.

I drop the pan again and yelp, pulling my hand back.

I blow cool air on it and rush over to the kitchen sink.

I turn on cool water and push my hand under it.

“What did you do?” A male voice asks from right behind me.

“I pulled the damn pan out again,” I grumble, concentrating on my hand.

Suddenly arms wrap around my waist, and they pull me back from the sink.