1 year and 6 months ago...
"This better be good! What!"
"Pop wants to know when you're coming, it's 12:30 bro" he was going to come right then if she didn't stop sucking on the spot just below his ear.
"Wha-ugh..I lost track of time..stop it..tell him I'll be there at 1:30"
"Are you doing what I think you're doing?" Yes he was...and yes he attempted to lie his way out of it.
"Work stuff" Well that was pathetic! Like he was going to fall for THAT.
"Dude..I can here someone else there...is she hot?"
"Bump, hurry up will ya?..I want you" Well fuck! Why did the Bella choose THAT particular time to talk?!
"Tob-" Nails carving a light scratch down his chest and a gentle thrust from her hips, elicited a stifled groan from his mouth..oh god he was toast!
"Oh wow..mama's gonna kill you if she finds out that's the reason you're late to Angus' party" Yeah..that apology wouldn't have been received well 'sorry I was late, I answered a text from a chick I've been having casual sex with and we ended up fucking on the kitchen bench for over an hour'
"Well she's not gonna kill me if she doesn't find..will she?"
"We'll see...1:30..and don't be late!" The brothers had each other's backs..most of the time.
"OK bye"
Bumper pulled the phone away from his ear as Tobias hung up, throwing the phone down onto his shirt on the floor.
"Seriously?" The Trebel complained, the mischevious way the Australian Bella bit her lip answered his complaint. "You might have gotten be into a whole lot of trouble" Amy let go of her lip and pulled him closer to him.
"From ya mummy?" she asked in a sarcastic, child like tone, Bumper look around the room as if his mother could hear him.
"Yes" Pfft! She would have just told her parents, she didn't care..she'd gotten a beating for things far less serious than that.
"Well" The blonde pecked him quickly on the mouth "We have half an hour" she nipped at his bottom lip "I'm hungry" her hands moved to his shoulders, trailing her fingers lightly down his arms. She could feel his chest muscles tighten at her actions..she loved torturing him...pay back for the times he teased her.
"Let me see what I have in here" the Tonehanger reached up to open up the only cupboard that had food in it. "Close your eyes and put a hand out" Amy did so with a sigh, the american pulled out a packet and placed it in her hand before bending his neck and latching his lips onto her collarbone. Opening her eyes, she looked down at the food item, grinning.
"We're gonna need a shower after these"
An hour later...
Bumper fixed his collar as he quickly strode the short distance across the football field towards the 10 year old's birthday party. Spotting his parents busy chatting to Angus' parents as he got closer, the Tonehanger figured he had enough time come up with an excuse for his tardiness..that's if his brother hadn't sold him out already.
"Escaped in one piece I see?" Tobias asked cheekily as he approached his younger brother. The the younger American gave himself one more look over to make sure he looked presentable.
"I'm on time aren't I? Did I miss the cake?" he replied ignoring the question. The second eldest Allen leaned towards him and sniffed a few times before pulling his head back confused.
"Why do you smell like chocolate?" Hell! He thought their shower was enough to get rid of the Tim Tam smell.
"Things got..interesting" Bumper replied before he pulled the collar away from his neck, stuck his nose down his shirt and took a quick wiff. He emerged with a concerned face "Do you think they'll notice?"
"Hey sport! Didn't think you were gonna make it!" Their father appeared behind them startling the pair, he sniffed the air. "Do I smell chocolate?" Oh for God's sake! Tobias' mouth curved up into a smile, he thought it best to help his little brother out of the predicament he'd gotten himself into..even thought it was hilarious.
"Uhh..he didn't get breakfast this morning so..he's just eaten a whole packet of chocolate biscuits in the car" he threw a sideways glace at the younger American..he was just gonna bullshit until his father bought the lie "and its a really hot day today..so the chocolate melted everywhere" Bumper grabbed the bottom of his dress shirt and pulled it out.
"Yeah pop, see? I had to change. Didn't want to turn up lookin all grubby now..like you always say 'presentation's everything'" Ross looked back and forth between his two eldest boys.
"Well...yeah" he cleared his throat before continuing "Coz for a second there I thought it had something to do with that young lady you've been havin sex with" both sons looked at him shocked.
"What?" Bumper asked trying to remain calm, but he was shitting himself..he was fucked!
"Oh relax! I overheard your call with Tobias" he replied punching his eldest son in the arm "Don't worry I won't tell your mother" he turned from the pair, wandering over toward the crowd "Come on! Angus' been waiting for you to cut the cake!" They had the coolest dad!
Present...
"Have they even taken a breath?"
"Not really sure..I'll be back" Bumper stood up from the lounge and headed quickly into his Aunt's kitchen..surely there was some sort of sweet food in there to distract the bickering pair. Ross hurried past him shortly after, going directly for the fridge. Bumper looked at his father wide eyed before quickly poking his head around to check on the perplexed Aussie. "Did you just leave Amy out there all by herself?..why do you hate the mother of my children?"
"You did it first!...I know what you're trying to do son..good plan..but there's only one thing that can stop this carnage now" Ross replied busily creating what looked like diabetes stacked on two plates. He picked up both and handed one to the ex-Trebel. "here now take this, you take your mother..I'll take Aunt Cellia" they exited the kitchen back into the room of chaos..Bumper glanced at his fiance from behind his father. Her eyes eyes darted back and forth..it was like she was trying to keep up with the argument..she was an expert after all seeing her parents argue for so many years.
"OK LADIES!" Ross reached the women waving his free hand discreetly to his son to move faster around the coffee table. Bumper rushed to his mother, copying the older male's actions, wafting the sweet food under their noses...the argument suddenly stopped and all their attention was on the plates.
"That smells delicious" Eva remarked taking Bumper's plate. Celia did the same from her brother in law.
"Tobias made these for me when was last over..he's a great cook that boy" Ross let out a quiet puffed sigh of relief.
"He's a good boy..this one only knows packet meals" Pointing to her son "I don't know where I went wrong" Bumper rolled his eyes but smiled as he sat down next the the Aussie again.
"Ugh! Dominic and Marco are the same..mac and cheese...it's like I don't even know those boys!" Celia complained picking up a piece of chocolate slice and popping it in her mouth.
"Dad only knows packet meals and you don't yell at him" Bumper piped up with a little attitude. Eva waved her hand at him.
"He can't help how he was brought up" she replied casually. Ross chuckled under his breath, giving his son a fist bump.
"Oh I'll be sure to tell Grammy that" Both older parent's heads whipped to their son.
"Don't you dare!" they said in unison. Boom! The Tonehanger was one of Grammy's favorites. Each child had their own special meaning to her but Bumper could sing..and that reminded her of their Grandfather they lost when Tobias was born. Amy grabbed Bumper's hand and placed it over her's on her belly.
"He keeps us fed..and they do not stop eating my God!" she piped up defending him. The American gave his mother a cheeky look before turning to smile at the ex-Bella.
"Their favorite is Nona's chicken casserole actually" the older ladies smiled but there was no response...uh oh..
"You want me to be called Nona?" Eva replied quietly looking between the expecting parents. Amy threw a quick look at Bumper before turning back to his mother.
"Isn't it a tradition to call grandmas Nona?" the youngest Italian nodded
"Yes..but I didn't want to push that..Kiara calls me Nona" she replied with a soft giggle. "I want YOU to call me Mamma..you're my daughter..and I want the babies to call me whatever! Grandma..Nona..stop kissing me so much" the room was filled with chuckles. I brief thought flew through Amy's mind..what were her parents gonna be called? Get away from me? Who are you?
"Nona is a special name..and I'll make sure to hold them down while you kiss them lots" The Aussie said smiling. Eva nodded, Celia took her sister's hand.
"Am I allowed to be Prozia..or are we still fighting?" she asked sincerely. the younger Italian stared at her before picking up the square piece of cheesecake slice from her plate, raising her hand to eye level...and pushed it into her sibling's face, smooshing it all over her lips. The remaining mouths in the room dropped open.
"Mam-" Ross clamped his hand over his son's mouth...cake smooshing was not a weapaon generally used in Italian family war. It was like a lioness stand off, silence and no sudden movements.
"Now we're even" Eva replied calmly. Celia licked her lips slowly, blinking as if to strategize her next move. Lifting the other piece of the same slice from her own plate, she brought it to her mouth and took a bite, chewing slowly.
"Who'd like tea?" Ross cleared his throat in an attempt not to burst out in laughter. Bumper sat in complete confusion..just when he'd figured out his parents..
1 week later...
"Now if ya carry the four..what do ya get?"
"96" Amy tapped the table lightly before the young teen she'd been tutoring wrote the correct answer down in her book. The Aussie had picked up some jobs through a high school tutoring agency after finishing college..and with her high grades, she was in high demand. Math's was her strong suit but she also helped students with English and projects.
"OK! One more page then you can have your chocolate milk" she said turning the page over in the quiz book. The girl she was helping was studying for end of term exams.
"Can't I just finish at this page, I'm tired" The ex-Bella scoffed pointing to her unborn twins.
"Girl friend, don't talk to me about tired..these guys wanna pee at odd hours of the night and it took me 15 minutes to get up ya stairs" she explained about her drained state. The student smiled, putting the pencil down.
"So you're still not going to find out if they're boys or girls?" Amy tilted her head to one side with a twinged look.
"Well..I went to the doctors last Thursday and as I was getting up on the examining bed she said 'how are my little princes going?'..she felt so bad but I havn't told my fiance yet..I want it be a surprise for him" The girl caught her lip in her teeth with a cheeky smile.
"That's cute..Oh! I almost forgot" she leaned down to one side, grabbed her purple school bag, plonking it on her lap and unzipped it. Pulling out a medium sized gift bag, she dropped her bag on the floor of her dining room again. "Mom and I went shopping the other day and we bought a little present for the babies and you" Amy was pleasantly shocked as she took the gift.
"Tilly, that's so kind of you, ya shouldn't have, thanks" Tilly smiled, shrugging once shoulder.
"Every baby deserves a gift, and Mom wanted to say thank you for being such a great tutor..open it! open it!" The pregnant blonde laughed quietly, heeding to her student's pushy but sweet demand. Inside the bag were 2 matching black overall and white t shirt outfits, Amy pouted at the cuteness of the detail. Next came a pack of nursing pads and disposable changing pads. "Mom always says its helpful to give practical gifts as well as nice ones" Tilly added running a finger over a strap of one of the overalls. Amy raised her eye brows and nodded.
"Ya Mum's a genius..thanks mate..oh hey! They look like the outfits from that show ya like to watch..um...Rugrats!" The girl pointed at her with amused realisation before making a grumpy face.
"Lillian!..my turn get off!" The pair laughed, all plans of that second page forgotten.