A quick note: This is a story that author SwornPledge and I created one day when we were bored out of our minds. Typically, when we have nothing to do—or just need to get the creative juices flowing—we practice and exercise our writing skills by producing short proses where imaginative things happen, kind of like improve but on paper. Sometimes we end up making a prose good enough that we turn it into a story, albeit they are almost always a parody spoof. This story is a little different from our others due to the fact that we actually put ourselves into it, literally. Because it's a fan-girl story—and anything can happen—we made a couple of the boys our love interests. But don't worry! This isn't one of those choke-me-with-a-fork romances; it is a comedy with an out of this dimension twist! As you may have already guessed, this is a one-timer simply because we make so many of these and they're just exercises. I will warn you that there is language throughout as well as some references. Now with that said, enjoy the story, and remember to comment! With your encouragement we may just decide to post another. Also, make sure to listen to the soundtrack we've comprised while reading. You will find it on the author, Grace Willow's profile.

"Oh. My. God," Becca said looking at her friend, Grace. They were in Wal-Mart shopping for groceries while their boyfriends were probably somewhere playing with toys in the sports department. "You can prove he's not gay? Details! Details!"

Grace blushed.

"I didn't say that. I meant to say I can price that gum. It doesn't have a sticker, but I buy that kind all the time," she said.

Becca didn't buy it. Her pouty mouth turned up in a smirk. "Dear, price has no 'o' in it." She grabbed a package of M&M's and dropped it into Grace's basket for her boyfriend, Jace. He had never had them before. "You are stuck."

"It was a slip of the tongue. I didn't mean for it to have the 'o' in it," Grace said.

The two had just come from a tense double date. Tense meaning Becca and Jace almost never get along when they are together. Ben was rather indifferent because he was still getting a feel for the group. He is Becca's boyfriend of about a month. Jace and Grace had been together forever it seemed like to Becca.

"Besides, he's still getting used to living with someone."

Becca stopped cold, causing her dark brunette hair to bounce in her high ponytail. "Woah, woah, woah," Becca said, stopping Grace. "Living together?" She was dumbfounded.

"Yes. Why are you so shocked? He likes my cat—our happy little family of three," Grace said, smiling.

"Um, I'm shocked because I had no idea that you and Jace were living together," Becca said as they resumed their shopping. Just then something came to mind. "Your family of three isn't turning into a family of four anytime soon is it?"

"No, Jace says he doesn't want to buy any more expensive cat food," Grace replied, looking at Becca innocently.

"That's not what I meant and you know it," Becca said, giving Grace a look.

"Then what do you mean?" Grace asked, looking uncharacteristically confused.

"Are you….you know…any buns in the oven?" Becca gave her a long, meaningful look.

Grace still looked confused. "The bread is a few aisles over."

"Oh my God. I know you're blonde, but really?" Becca whispers in Grace's ear, "Are you pregnant?"

Grace's eyes go wide. "Do you think I'm fat?"

"Mood swings. Yeah you're pregnant. No, you aren't fat," Becca told her, smiling satisfactorily.

"Oh, boy. I think I'm going to be sick. And NO I don't mean that kind of sick," Grace said, placing a hand over her stomach.

"Well it is morning. Morning sickness..." Becca answered just as Jace came down the aisle.

"Hey, I think Ben's hungry. He was looking at cat treats," Jace said to Becca and Grace. He was always saying things like that about Becca and Ben. They were both Mai, a race with cat-like powers.

"So, Jace. I just learned something interesting about your lovely girlfriend, Grace," Becca said, examining a package of Twizzlers. Grace stared at Becca in horror. "Tell me, how do you feel about kids?"

"Hate them," Jace said, looking in Grace's basket.

"Becca, shut up!" Grace said, emphatically.

"Uh-oh, Grace. That's not good," Becca said, raising her eyebrows.

Grace looked at Jace panicked. "She's lying!"

Jace gave her a strange look. "She hasn't said anything yet."

"Well I'm keeping you from being exposed to her lies. Be grateful," Grace replied.

"This should be pretty interesting," Becca said, looking between Jace and Grace. "Jace, your girlfriend has a bun in the oven."

"Grace doesn't bake," Jace said, looking confused.

Becca rolled her eyes.

"You guys are so blonde! Jace, you're going be a daddy!" Becca said enthusiastically.

Jace just stared at Becca like she had grown two heads.

Grace turns red. "I'M NOT HAVING A KID! JACE WON'T DO IT!" she suddenly screamed, her claim echoing throughout the entire store.

Becca blinked at the two of them.

"There, are you happy?" Grace asked angrily.

Jace looked at her. "You told me you wouldn't tell anyone!"

"I had to. It was an emergency," Grace said simply.

Becca hadn't moved.

Just then Ben walked around the corner with a puzzled look on his face. "Did someone just shout 'Jace won't do it'?" he asked, standing next to Becca who was muttering to herself and gesturing back and forth between Grace and Jace.

Jace runs his hand over his face. "By the angel," he muttered.

Ben rubbed his ear. "I was all the way across the store and for once I wish I had normal hearing. That hurt," he said, wincing.

"So everyone heard it?" Jace asked.

"Pretty much." Ben then noticed that Becca hadn't been talking. He waved his hand in front of her face, snapping her out of her confused state.

"Jace won't do it with you? Why not?" Becca asked Grace.

"Is this really necessary? It's not even important to me. I love Jace no matter what he does or doesn't do," Grace said.

"Well, just checking that he didn't hurt your feelings. If he did I would kick his ass," Becca said, shooting a glare at Jace, which he returned.

"He never could," Grace said, taking his hand.

"Just making sure," Becca said, skeptically.

"Love is more than that you know," Grace said as she pulled Jace to the cereal aisle.

Becca and Ben followed.

Ben put his arm around Becca's shoulders. "I got some treats for Alley," he said to her. Ben had a British accent that Becca found extremely cute.

"Ben, she can't have those for a while. She's still a kitten," Becca told him as he dropped a bag of Friskies tuna flavored treats in the basket.

"Well in that case, when she can have them, they will be there for us to give to her." He smiled at Becca. She returned it with one of her own and an eye roll. They joined Grace and Jace just as she was asking if his dreams had gotten any better.

"Yeah actually, they are. The Sweet Dreams dust from the fey is working. It's a stupid name, though."

"Jace, you think everything is stupid," Becca said, coming around the corner.

"Yes, I do. Especially these foul little chocolates." He opens the bag, and leaves half of one on the shelf as they walk away. "I prefer gourmet chocolates."

Becca rolls her eyes. "Of course you do Jace." She intently studied the shelf, trying to decide between Honey Nut Cheerios or Fruity Pebbles. Ben decided for her grabbing one of each and sticking it in the basket.

"Why does he always act like he has a stick up his ass?" Ben asked, loud enough so that only Becca could hear.

"Because he's Jace," she said matter-of-factly.

Just then Jace gave a sigh of boredom. "I'm going to look at those pathetic mundane knives. Be right back," he said, turning to leave, but Becca stopped him.

"Wait a second. That reminds me—I was wondering if I could use a seraph blade," she said, looking at him.

He paused and looked at her suspiciously. "Why?" he asked slowly.

"My stupid neighbor's dog won't shut up," she said, thinking about the annoying mutt.

"You should know by now that seraph blades are only used for demonic presences. They could brutally harm anything else," he informed, bored.

She scowled. "That's the point. I hate that stupid dog."

"You'll get me in trouble with the Clave if I allow you to use my weapon—especially for that purpose."

"Well then you use it. It keeps me up all night," she said, getting annoyed at Jace.

"No. I think you deserve it for calling my girlfriend fat and moody," Jace said, putting his arm around Grace comfortingly.

"Hey. I thought she was pregnant and I never said she was fat. Besides, I was excited because I want to be an aunt. You, however, hate kids," Becca said accusingly.

"Yes, yes I do," Jace said, unashamed.

Ben and Grace stood to the side watching tiredly as Becca and Jace started arguing over nothing in particular. It wasn't the first time and it wouldn't be the last.

"What seems to be the problem?" a random guy suddenly asked. He was wearing clothes that looked to be from the early 20th century and seeing him Becca and Jace stopped bickering immediately.

"Dude that is some seriously outdated stuff you're wearing," Jace commented.

Becca scoffs. "Coming from the guy who doesn't know what e-Bay is," she said.

Jace glared at her and then directed his attention back at the stranger. "Honestly, this conversation has no need for your frivolous comments," he told him condescendingly.

"Um, pardon me, but my name is Philip Walker. I am looking for a certain pocket watch. Have any of you seen in by chance?"

"I haven't seen a damn pocket watch. Get lost. We are TRYING to have an argument here," Becca says, but she is ignored by Jace who continues talking to Philip.

"How about buying a wrist watch? It's much more useful," Jace suggests.

Philip looks at Becca stunned at her rudeness. "I'm sorry, but is there something going on here that I can help with?" he asked.

"Want to help? Jump off a bridge and take her with you," Jace said to Philip, pointing at Becca.

"Wha…you jackass!" Becca spluttered indignantly.

"I don't think that is proper language for a lady," Philip said, shocked at her words.

"I don't care. I am really pissed off at him," she said, pointing to Jace. "So much for trying to get along for my friend's sake." She looks at Grace. "I'm sorry Grace, I really tried."

"Well, you two seem to have calmed down a bit. What seems to be the issue at hand?" Philip asks much like a psychiatrist.

"She's a nosey bitch," Jace said quickly.

Becca looked at him murderously. "I am not nosey!" she exclaimed, angrily.

Jace looked at her. "So you're a bitch?" he asked, smirking at her.

"Only to you or someone extremely annoying," she said, crossing her arms for emphasis.

"My girlfriend is not a bitch," Ben says to Jace and Philip.

He is ignored, and Becca points at Jace. "He is a selfish stuck up jackass," she said with squinted, accusing eyes.

"Is this true?" Philip asks, immensely enjoying playing the therapist.

"Of course not!" Jace exclaims. "I just happen to know that I am irresistible to the opposite sex. I am hot, semi-immortal, and proud of it!"

Philip gives Jace a quizzical look and leans over to Becca. "Is he mental?" Philip asks, keeping a wary eye on Jace.

"Yes," Becca said.

At the same time, Jace shouted, "NO!"

"But you just said you were hot and you are clearly not on fire," Philip countered, as if it were the most logical thing on earth.

When he said that Becca gave him a weird look and stepped away from him. "I think he's the mental one," she said to Jace who nodded in agreement.

"In a way I am on fire," he said.

Becca rolls her eyes and groans. "Oh, God. Kill. Me. Now."

Jace raised an eyebrow at her and reached for his seraph blade. "That can be arranged," he replied, taking a step towards her.

She backed away. "Put the blade away Jace!" she shirked, her claws extending from her fingers.

"Damn it!" Jace spat. "Almost."

Philip stared at Becca and Jace then looked at Ben and Grace who were still standing to the side, looking bored.

"Clearly you have problems to work out," Philip said, bewildered.

"No shit, Sherlock," Becca said disdainfully at his obvious statement.

"I am still quite conbobulated," Philip said, eliciting a stare from everyone.

"Nice! Can I use that?" Jace asked.

"I beg your pardon?" Philip said, looking confused. It was becoming a normal look for him.

"That word. It's flickin'."

"Flickin'? Really, Jace?" Becca asked.

"Yeah, there was this guy on a couples' retreat I met when I was still dating Clary and he used that word. Made it up. I hope he doesn't have a patent on it," Jace explained, acquiring a thoughtful look as he tried to recall if the guy had said anything about a patent.

"Please, I beg of you, someone explain! You, sir!" Philip points at Ben hoping for an explanation.

Ben looked up startled. "Who, me?" he asked.

Philip nodded his head. "Yes."

"What do you want?" Ben asked.

Philip sighed. "I want someone to explain to me what is going on."

"Oh. So It started when Becca thought Grace was pregnant but she really wasn't and it turns out that Jace won't do it with her and Grace shouted it to the whole store. Then Becca was confused because Jace and Grace have been together for years and we were shopping for cereal and Becca wanted a seraph blade to kill her neighbor's dog because, believe me, that dog won't shut up for anything and keeps her up all night. Then Becca and Jace started insulting each other and arguing which is nothing new to us and then you showed up," Ben explained at rapid pace, then started examining some cat toys on the end cap of an aisle.

Philip stared blankly at Ben. "Alright, then. I believe that this issue is beyond my ability to grasp due to its complexity of modern time problems. Nevertheless, I will try. Jace, as they call you, you won't show compassion to your wife because you are frightened?" Philip offered.

Jace looked at him like he was stupid. "One, I'm not afraid of anything. Two, she's not my wife," he deadpanned like it was common knowledge.

"Oh. Oh, well I see your problem. You are not married, and therefore you have made some illogical explanation in your mind that something terrible will happen if you, ahem, pardon me, before you ask her hand in marriage," Philip explained, blushing slightly at his 'pardon me'.

Jace gives Philip yet another strange look. "Are you from the past or something?"

"Precisely," Philip said, tugging on the lapels of his coat. Jace and Becca looked at each other then took a step back from Philip.

"Do not be frightened. I come in peace," he reassures.

Becca leans over to Jace. "What is he, an alien?" she whispered jokingly. Jace took it an entirely different way.

"OH, MY GOD! HE'S AN ALIEN! RUN BEFORE HE EATS YOUR FACE!" Jace screamed, and started running around in circles and flailing his arms around. People started looking at Jace in terror and grabbing their kids, leaving the store quickly. Becca and Grace sighed, rolled their eyes. Ben just looked on, once again confused.

"Why on earth are you behaving so foolishly? And what, pray tell, is an alien?" Philip asked.

Jace looked at Philip wild eyed and pointed an accusing finger in Philips face, then thought better of it and pulled it back. "You! You are an alien. Run for your lives!" Jace shouted, and ran out of the store.

Becca looked at Grace. "I told you that you would have been better off with Kyle," she said.

Then they all followed Jace out of the store.