"Ah Miss Hollis, I'm so glad I got a hold of you. I was worried you'd have your phone off while in the studio."

Laura sat up in bed, her hair framing her face with frizz. "It's my off day." She looked over at the alarm clock that rested on her nightstand along side a picture frame holding a photo of Carmilla and her, a small child between them grasping at both of their hands in a park.

It was 9am.

"I'm sorry Miss Bodenstein, why is it exactly you are calling?" Laura asked skeptically.

"Oh yes, well you see I've been putting off calling you all week hoping that it would just blow over, but it hasn't." The feminine voice answered on the other end of the call.

Laura rubbed at her eyes before having her hand drop into the dark tresses beside her. Carmilla hummed in appreciation to the gesture. "What happened?" Laura asked, starting to sound nervous.

Carmilla sat up on her elbows, looking over to her girlfriend with concern.

"Miss. Hollis, your daughter has hit one of the boys in her class. I'm calling for a parent/teacher meeting this afternoon to discuss what happens from here."

Laura sighed, looking over at Carmilla, knowing exactly the cause of this. "Both Carmilla and I will be there." She said before hanging up.

Carmilla, although she may have been trying to keep her cool, looked sheepish. "Oops?" She may or may not have taught their daughter some self defense moves (but she had told her specifically that they were only for when someone was threatening to hurt her).

Laura huffed, shoving the vampire off of the bed. "This is your fault."

Carmilla pouted from her spot on the floor, "Says the person who just pushed me off of a bed."

Laura was ready to say something back when Carmilla cut her off. "No, you are just as much at fault as I am. I may have taught her how to punch but last time I checked, I didn't bring home krav maga pamphlets the other day!"

Laura's face reddened, "It's useful knowledge!"

"She's four!" Carmilla said, standing up and brushing off her skimpy tank top and boyshorts as she climbed back onto the bed.

Laura nodded, "Exactly! Which is why I wasn't planning on signing her up for at least another year, I just wanted to make sure I read up on the newer rules and regulations."

Carmilla rolled her eyes, shifting so that she was sitting crosslegged. "Can we just call a truce before he have to go get the little devil?"

Laura tried to look anywhere but at her girlfriend, but the eyes were too strong. There were two sets of looks Carmilla could give besides her usual glare, puppy and seductress and the former was currently the one looking at her. She bit her lip as she nodded curtly, still refusing to admit she was wrong.

Carmilla grinned, her eyes quickly changing over to seductress. "You know what my favorite part about us arguing besides that cute scrunched up face you make?" She began to crawl towards Laura as the shorter girl gulped.

"How I won't just give in at the drop of a hat?"

"No."

"How I can stay mad at you for days?"

"Nope."

"Maybe it's how I make you sleep on the couch?"

Carmilla wrapped her arms around Laura's waist, pulling her closer as she leaned in and pressed a kiss to her neck. "It's definitely not that."

Laura let out a shaky sigh.

"It's the fact that makeup sex is always the best sex. You're still angry from our fight and you're not afraid to be a bit rough." Carmilla's lips trailed up to her ear, nipping at the lobe. "I kind of like it when you top me, shoving me into the mattress and fucking me until I cum at least three times."

Laura had trouble swallowing, her mind clouding over with the image of Carmilla beneath her. She shook her head, pushing Carmilla off of her, even sending her back onto the floor.

Carmilla looked up at her, lust still clear on her face as she fought the confusion that was beginning to replace it. "What the hell?"

Laura let out a heavy breath, "I'm getting a cold shower, and when I come back out here you better be dressed and ready to head over to the school."

XXX

"Miss Hollis, Miss Karnstein, I wish we were seeing each other on much better terms." Miss Bodenstein said as she led them into the classroom.

Laura ignored the teacher, looking over her shoulder at Carmilla who was trailing behind her, her focus on the car keys she was twirling around on her finger.

They entered the classroom, a little girl with thick black curls and hazel eyes was glaring down at the small table she was sat at.

Laura looked over at Carmilla, it was like looking into a mirror.

Carter may have shared their looks, but she was all Carmilla in the attitude department.

Sitting at the next table over was a boy with sandy blonde hair and a smattering of freckles, the bridge of his nose beginning to discolor. His parents, standing on either side of him. They didn't look too happy.

Laura crouched down beside her daughter and tried to get her too look at her. "Carter, what happened?"

Carmilla rolled her eyes as she watched Carter give Laura the silent treatment. Something must have really shaken her up to get her to stay quiet. She was a lot like Laura when it came to talking, and it was cute if you could picture a four year old rambling and mixing up her words when she got excited about the ending to Finding Nemo.

She angled herself so that she could sit down across from Carter, her knees hitting the edge of the table as she watched her daughter's lips twitch into a smile before fading, another habit all too much like her girlfriend's.

Miss Bodenstein cleared her throat, "During play time there was an argument that broke out between Sawyer and Carter, which resulted into Carter punching Sawyer in the nose."

Laura whipped back around to look at her daughter, she wasn't much for unreasonable discipline, but she couldn't just let her daughter think she can go around punching people.

Carmilla had a different reaction. She knew that Carter wouldn't just hit someone without a good enough reason behind it. She looked over at Laura and tilted her head towards the two men standing over Sawyer, motioning for her to go talk to them.

Laura gave her a weary look before nodding, standing up and smoothing out her pants before walking over to the other table.

Carmilla looked back down at Carter and sighed, flattening her hands out against the table. "What happened, bumblebee?" Like how Laura had nicknames after sweets, Carter had nicknames after bugs and flowers.

Carter looked up, lip quivering before evening out, her face tense. "He said girls can't be tough."

Carmilla wanted to laugh. Carter may have gotten the rougher exterior from her, but she had her beliefs just like Laura.

"Well your mom is definitely going to feel a lot better about this then." Carmilla chuckled.

Carter glared at her.

Carmilla held up her hands in defense. "Hey killer, no need to give me that look. I invented that look."

Carter's scowl split into a grin. Laughing and smiling just like Laura; it made Carmilla's heart melt every time she heard it. She was filled to the brim with love for these two girls in her life after being empty for so long, and she couldn't be happier.

Laura walked back over, bending down to whisper in Carmilla's ear. "They dropped the charges because they knew what their son had said. They think it was reasonable for Carter to get mad and we are having Mason, Todd, and Sawyer over for dinner on Tuesday."

Carmilla smiled at her girlfriend's antics, of course Laura would find a way to befriend anyone she talked to. It was kind of hard to say no to her. Standing up, she wrapped an arm around Laura's waist and pressed a kiss onto her temple, holding out her hand for Carter to grab. "Let's go home." She muttered before leaving the classroom all together.

XXX

That night after Carmilla had tucked Carter into bed and now lay awake beside Laura who was snoring soundly, she smiled to herself. She couldn't have been happier with how her life had turned out.