Disclaimer: Nope. Don't own it.
Author's Note: 'Bout ten years in the future... Enjoy.
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"Mommy!" a little girl, no older than five ran into a woman's arms. The little girl had a head full of straight black hair and big black eyes. She wore an organic green tee-shirt that said 'Green Is the New Black' and a pair of jeans. The slender, brunette, green-eyed woman that was currently holding her had a green floral tunic on organic cotton khaki pants.
"Flora," the woman, Lena Maclean hugged her daughter. "How was your day at school?" she asked as she let the girl down.
"It was fun," Flora answered, holding her mother's hand as they walked along the sidewalk. "Did you know that bananas can't propagate by themselves and need the help of humans, to… I wouldn't say, pollinate… They just can't reproduce by themselves."
"That's interesting," Lena said sweetly as they continued to walk home.
"Are we going to that protest today, Mommy?"
"We are," Lena smiled. "I'm excited. I think that a lot of people are coming!"
"That's awesome!" Flora exclaimed. The two energetic environmentalists were flashed dirty looks from many people that passed by. Flora's eyes went downcast.
"What happened, sweetie?"
"I just- never mind," Flora shook it off. "Mommy, everyone at school says we're poor and that Fauna's not my sister…"
"Poor? Really?" Lena asked as they approached the mansion that they lived in. It was glass, which allowed passive solar heating and there were countless solar panels on the roof, allowing the house to be fully run on solar energy. "Don't worry. I'm pretty sure Fauna's related to you."
Lena opened the front door and led Flora inside.
"What took you?" another little girl, who looked identical Flora, save her brunette hair and green eyes, asked. She had a purple, 'Daddy's Little Girl' shirt on.
"Where's Dad, Fauna?" Lena asked the other little girl.
"Think he's on the phone," Fauna shrugged. "Did you hear that they're doing that show again? Total Llama Island or something…"
Lena involuntarily smiled at the mention of TDI. That's where she met her husband. While they only had a light relationship that was broken off as soon as the season finished, they ran into each other again. Chris had just divorced another crazy and soon the two had hit it off. They dated for a while, longer than Lena had expected and soon they got married. Children, which Chris was against until he actually saw them, followed their happy marriage.
While they disagreed on nearly everything, they both loved each other to put enough effort and make compromises. A lot.
Chris's walking into the foyer, distracted Lena from her thoughts. Over the years, he had aged well. His hair remained his best feature, but the rest wasn't so bad either.
"Hey, kiddos," Flora and Fauna both ran up to him as he engulfed the twin girls in a hug.
"When are we going to those auditions, Daddy?" Fauna asked him.
"I thought you were coming protesting with us," Flora countered.
"Uh…" Chris started.
"Why don't you girls go off and play for some time?" Lena suggested.
"Okay!" they ran off.
"Total Drama Island?" Lena asked, smiling.
"You bet," Chris grinned. "I'm looking at a 'Next Gen' thing."
"And do what? Torture little kids?" Lena shook her head. "Why don't you come protesting with me and the girls?"
"Fauna actually wanted to- AAH!!" Chris fell off of the armchair arm that he was sitting on as a beabbit crawled onto his shoulder.
"Chris," Lena sighed. "It's not going to eat- Well, never mind," Lena picked up the beabbit.
"Why do we even have these f&%#ing beavers in the house!?!" Chris yelled.
"Hello? The kids can hear you," Lena reminded. "And they're just as much beaver as they are rabbit."
"Sorry," Chris mumbled, pouting. Lena kissed him and Chris perked up again.
"So… protesting?"
"I don't know…"
"Come on, I'll make it worth your while," Lena said suggestively.
"Well…" Chris said, thinking. "No."
"Why not?"
"I like not being a wanted criminal, babe," Chris put his hands on top of hers.
"They're blowing up the factory. Don't you just love things like that?"
"Eh," Chris shrugged. He grinned. "Did you see me on the top of 'Rich N Sexy's Top Bachelors of the Year' list?"
"You're married…" Lena commented.
"I don't think they account for that, for me at least," Chris noted. "I've been married so many times…"
"But those have broken off in less than a year! And we've been married for, for six years! And I'm not crazy like the rest of your exes!" Lena said, jealously pouring in her voice.
"…. Yeah," Chris agreed with her.
"So, what're you gonna do when we're out?"
"I think I'll just watch television or count my money or stare at myself in the mirror," Chris answered.
"Why is it always so hard to get you to do this?"
"Because I don't really want to," Chris answered. He gingerly kissed Lena. "Sorry."
"I bet," Lena feigned anger. "If you aren't coming then…"
She walked towards the children's playroom where Flora was drawing on recycled posterboard for the protests and Fauna was mixing water with potassium, causing violent explosions.
"Having fun, are you?" Lena asked Fauna, who nodded vigorously. "Okay, girls, let's go."
"Have fun," Chris kissed her again before going back to his phone.
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Not too much purpose, but it's a drabble. Please review.
