Snow sighed in exasperation, hand on her protuding belly. "I cannot wait until these kids are born." She muttered, trying to reach into the cupboard for some coffee.
"Snow, you know you shouldn't be doing that." William Charming huffed behind her.
"Well, then you get the coffee!" Snow grumbled, still groping for the desired canister.
"I would, but you've been particarly snappish these days, and I'd like to have both hands to play football with my sons." Charming smiled at her over his paper.
"Our sons." Snow corrected.
"Mm-hm. Our sons." Charming nodded. "Do you want help getting the coffee yet?"
"Please."
Charming chuckled as he passed her. "I love you so much."
"You better." Snow frowned, hands gliding over her waist again.
~Snow And Charming Sittin' In A Tree~
"Billy! They kicked!" Snow gasped.
"Darling, as much as I marvel at your ability and patience in carrying twins around for 7 months, they've been kicking for a while." Charming smiled, looking up from the paperwork in front of him.
"I know, but it's so wonderful!" Snow sighed, scribbling something on the bottom of one papers in front of her.
"Whoa! Watch what you're signing!" Charming grabbed the paper.
"I didn't sign it." Snow frowned. "I wrote the names of our boys on it."
Charming glanced at her. "Doesn't matter. This was scrap paper anyway."
"William Charming!"
"What?"
"Didn't you hear me? I decided on the names of the babies!"
"Oh, really?" Charming scanned the paper. "James and Matthew?" He asked.
Snow nodded enthusiastically. "Aren't they perfect?"
"Not as perfect as you." Charming smiled, and leaneed over to kiss her forehead.
"Kiss me like you mean it." Snow smiled her dazzling smile, and grabbed Charming's tie, pulling him in before he could pull back.
~Snow and Charming Sitting in a Tree!~
"Billy, aren't they perfect?" Snow smiled, looking down at the two blue blanketed bundles in her arms.
"Nothing is as perfect as you. But I'm a close second."
Snow grinned. "Well, with my charm and your's combined, I'm sure they'll be perfect too."
"Mmm, maybe. It'd be hard."
"Whatever. Say hello to James and Matthew."
"Hello, James and Matthew." Charming smiled at his two brand-new sons.
~Snow and Charming Sittin' in a Tree!~
"Dad, Dad!"
William Charming looked up from his laptop. "Yeah, James?"
"Dad, look!" James grinned very wide and sneezed. "Oops." He blushed.
"It's okay, Jimmy. What'd you want to show me?"
"Look." The 5 year old boy held out his clenched fist and opened his hand to reveal a huge cockroach.
"Ahh!" Charming screamed, pulling away from the insect.
"Darling, what's wrong?" Snow poked her head into the living room.
"He's, he's got a cockroach!" Charming hissed.
Snow laughed lightly, and came in, hand on her swollen stomach. "Jimmy, Daddy doesn't like bugs. You're not allowed to bring them to him."
"Why, Mommy?" Jimmy asked.
"Because it's mean." Snow said.
"Mum! Can you help me now?" Matthew's voice echoed from the kitchen.
"Sure, Matty, I just had to help Daddy." Snow turned back to the door.
"Snow!" Charming protested.
"Mh-hm?"
"Don't tell them I hate bugs so much!"
"Why not? You made it pretty clear when you screamed like a damsel in distress." Snow grinned. "Now, I have to go help Matty with his coloring. Supper's in an hour."
"Thanks, honey. And take it easy. You know what the doctor said." Charming smiled.
"Humph. He's just a phony in a white coat."
"Snow." Charming sighed.
"I know, I know. And I am taking it easy, don't worry. Angel will be fine." Snow said, hands at her stomach again.
"I still don't like that name." Charming huffed.
"Why not? She'll be perfect, like an angel."
"Hmm. Suppose so."
"I hope so."
"Mommy!"
"Okay, okay, I'm coming, Matty."
~Snow and Charming Sittin' in a Tree!~
4 months later, William Charming found himself in the hospital for the second time in his everafter life, waiting for the news. When Nurse Sprat came out, smiling, Charming nearly ran her over, trying to get into the room before she could say anything.
"Snow?" He asked, eyes fixed on his beautiful wife cradling a pink blanketed baby.
"Billy, look." She smiled at him. "She's gorgeous."
"I know." Charming looked down at his daughter.
"So do I."
~Snow and Charming Sittin' in a Tree!~
23 years later, Charming grouched outside of a church. "Why did she have to pick him?" He sked his wife.
Snow, pregnant again, looked up at her husband. "Because she loves him."
"But they're rushing into it!" Charming protested loudly.
"Angel loves him." Snow said again.
"But Jacob Grimm! Why him?"
Snow shook her head. "I explained this how many times? They love each other."
"But, Snow!"
Snow glowered at him. "If my fourth child has your pettiness, I'll disinherit him."
Charming blinked at her.
"Billy, she's happy. That's what we want most for our kids, right?"
"I guess so. But I'm not happy." Chaming pouted.
"You don't need to be."
"I know."
"You'd better."
~Snow and Charming Sittin' in a Tree!~
Hi, everyone! I know, I was supposed to update on wednesday and yesterday, but instead you only get one update. Sorry about that.
Anyway, happy Thanksgiving!
A special thanks to Ice qeen, who requested this chapter!
Answers to my amazing reviewers:
PUCKABRINALOVER: I already did Puck and Sabrina's wedding, and if you want to read it again, I think it's titled 'Wedding'. And, my last two chapters are filling in a couple of requests I didn't answer before. And, I'm glad I've inspired and entertained you with both of my stories. See you in an adventure soon!
Ice Queen: Glad you liked the last chapter! Next chapter, I'm doing Daphne's wedding, also at your request. You probably know who her husband is going to be from my previous chapters!
I have no luck: I think my next story is going to be a school story, according to my poll. It's going to be something stange. And I'm glad you liked the last chapter.
Cynthia Darling: Hi ya! I watched a couple of your youtube videos. I can't take lime juice either. I thought you were pretty. And, yeah, one-shots do get dull after a while. I'm happy that you found my last chapter so amazing. I liked it too. I can't wait to see a story from you. I think you'll be good at writing, based off of the reviews you've left me.
And, this week's recommendation is for older teens, 15 and up. I wouldn't recommend it to anyone below that age.
Lock and Key, By Sarah Dessen.
And, that's just about everything. There's a poll on my profile, so pleae vote for the story you want to see next from me. Thanks!
'Til next chapter!
-The Irish Lass