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So I'm back, and I'm changing my wittle oneshot into a big 'ole story, because that's how inspiration is. I'm going to do a chapter for every year of Jagger and Lunas' lives up to seventeen. Please, please, PLEASE review! I want your feedback! Anyway, enjoy the chapter.

~*Six*~

"Luna! Wake up! Wake up!" the tow-headed six-year-old shook his sister fran tically, trying to make her get up already! The girl on the lacy canopy bed stirred, her heavily lashed eyes fluttering open.

"Wha? She inquired sleepily, "Jagger? Go away." She then buried her head in one of the many pillows on her new bed- she had just gotten it for her birthday.

"No! This is important!" Jagger clenched his teeth, biting down his frustration, and continued to shake his sister. Luna groaned in annoyance before emerging from her pillow fort. Jagger smiled triumphantly.

"What time is it, anyway?" Luna had given up any hope of sleeping and resigned herself to listen- it was too early to be angry anyway.

"I dunno, a couple of hours before dawn, but that's not important-"

"I'm supposed be sleeping," Luna cut Jagger off, much to his growing annoyance, "and it's passed your bedtime too!"

"Oh yeah?" Jagger sneered, put off topic by Luna's accusation, "Whatcha gonna do, tell mom?

"Maybe I will!"

"Tattle-tale!"

"Jerk!"

The two children glared at each other for a moment before Jagger smacked his forehead, remembering the original point of this meeting.

"Doesn't matter," he grabbed his twin's pale writst, "Come on!" And with that he dragged a protesting Luna down the halls to the door of their parents' room.

"What are we-"

"Sh!" Luna's complaints were cut off harshly. Jagger put a finger to his lips in the universal sign for silence and leaned over, placing his ear against the heavy door. Overcome by curiosity, Luna mimicked the gesture, putting her own snowy head against the polished oak, and the following word s from the other side made her jaw drop and her sapphire eyes pop.

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The two children now sat in Luna's room, on her bed, equal parts excited and terrified.

"I can't believe it…"

"How could they…"

"Why would th ey…"

"I wonder if…"

Neither twin seemed able to complete a sentence until Luna exclaimed:

"I hope it's a girl!" Listening to their parents' hushed conversaion, the purpose became clear, and the shocking information had left both children dazed; There would soon be a new child in the Maxwell family.

"Ew, no!" Jagger's face contorted at Luna's comment, "I'm gonna have a brother!"

"How do you know?" Luna challenged.

"I just do."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yeah," Jagger grinned, "and I know better than you 'cause I'm older."

"By one minute!" Luna protested.

"So I'm one minute smarter."

"Oh, get out of my room you goof," Luna rolled her eyes.

"Like I wanna be on your girly 'bed," Jagger hopped off quickly to illustrate his point, "consider me gone." And with his head held high, Jagger proceeded to march toward the exit.

"Hey Jagger, you forgot your teddy bear!" Luna called, a smug grin on her impish face.

"His name," Jagger said through gritted teeth, "Is Lucifer."

With that, Jagger took the black and red bear with great dignity and left the room, on the way out mutteing, "It'd better be a boy..."

Luna watched the door close and, as she buried herself under her many blankets, thought that it didn't matter whether she had a brother or a sister; so long as he or she was like her.