I can't find a lot of inspiration for my other story right now (I'm still working on it don't worry) so I decided to upload this instead. It's short, I just want to see if I should continue or not. Review or PM me if I should! Enjoy :)
Bo walked up to the shack, tired and sighing about the events that happened that day. She had been relentlessly flirting with Tamsin all morning, and she had an argument with Trick and Dyson that afternoon about how they believed she wasn't strong enough to take on a case she wanted to go undercover on, when she heard a small cry.
At first she thought it was Kenzi, drunk and groveling on the couch about some guy she had met at the Dal, but she came opon a very startling sight instead. A baby, lying in a little wooden basket with a blanket wrapped around it was sitting on her doorstep. It was sniffling, it's small face scrunched up in a huff. She kneeled slowly, not knowing whether it was real or not. There was no note tied to it or anything like she would see in the movies. There was a baby on her doorstep. A baby!
She shook her head and blinked, checking to see if it was still there, and it was. It started to cry again and she felt bad for the poor thing. Bo picked the basket and walked inside.
Kenzi had on her earbuds listening to music, explaining how she didn't hear the noise. "Hey!" Bo said loudly, catching the attention of the Russian girl on the couch. "I kinda found something on our step."
"Is it some vodka because we are running dangerously low on that shit," Kenzi said turning around. She froze when she saw the little wailing basket in Bo's hand. She pointed at the object, her finger shaking. "What. The fuck. Is that."
Bo just shook her head incredulously. "I don't know."
"You found that on our freaking doorstep?" Kenzi screeched, sending the baby into more hysterics. "Shhh Kenzi! Your gonna make it pass out!" Bo set it on the coffee table. They looked at it, not knowing what to do. "I wonder what it wants."
"How should I know!" Kenzi whispered loudly, still freaking out.
Bo walked over to the fridge and took out the milk. She place some in a small bowl and walked back to the living room. Dipping her finger in the milk, she fed it to the creature, and it suckled her finger tip gently. She smiled, seeing how adorable it looked laying there, finally calmed.
Kenzi looked at the pair, her eyes going wide and her mouth dropping open. "No, oh no! We are NOT keeping it! I'm okay with a dog as long as it doesn't shit on my floor, but this is too much!"
Bo looked at her best friend, rolling her eyes at the girl's reaction. "Calm down Kenz, I just want it to stop crying. Let me call Trick."
She got up and walked to the kitchen, leaving Kenzi with the now squirming baby. She stared at it intensely, and it looked right back at her.
Waiting for Trick to pick up, Bo moved the phone away from her mouth and asked Kenzi, "Why are you looking at it like that?"
Kenzi folded her hands and brought them to her chin, her elbows resting on her knees. "I want to make sure I'm not tripping. This is some serious shit here." She covered her eyes with her hands, then suddenly opened them to look at the baby, making sure it didn't go anywhere. She repeated this motion a few times, and the baby started to giggle. The sound caused her heart to melt, but she still threw up her hands and brought them back down to smack on her thighs. "Well I'm not drunk, nor high, so this means we're screwed. No vodka and a baby sitting on our coffee table. Getting it's baby butt all over my precious things." She pushed herself off of her knees and moved near to where the succubus was standing.
That reminded Bo of something. She gave up trying to reach Trick, and tried Dyson's cell instead. Moving the phone away from her mouth again, she asked, "Hey, go check if it's a boy or a girl." Kenzi just stood there looking at her slack-jawed. It looked like Bo had just told her to go jump off a building or give up her mascara for a day. "I'm just asking you to check, it's not that hard Kenzi!" Bo went back to her phone, finally reaching Dyson.
Kenzi stalked over to the baby, sizing it up. She removed the blankets from the thing with 2 fingers, relieved that it had at least a diaper on.
"I told you, we have a situation here," Bo said, pacing, "Just get everyone to the Dal. I'll explain when-" She was interrupted by Kenzi screaming,
"IT'S DEFINITELY A BOY!" causing the child to start crying once again.
"What the hell was that about?" Dyson said wondrously.
"Just do what I told you," Bo said hurriedly, hanging up the phone. She looked at Kenzi, who was wearing a hole in the floor looking like she had seen a ghost, and the baby, laying there in the basket groveling.
She rubbed her eyes tiredly. This was going to be a long night.