This story will contain the following: two women as life partners and mothers, spankings to minor children, and anyone else whom the author deems needs it.

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My fifteenth birthday had passed without further incident, and much to my joy, Aunt Hestia remade my cake. Rory and I had enjoyed a spa weekend with Auntie where we had indulged in forbidden chocolate, pizza, and even sodas. I think that Auntie had enjoyed the weekend as much as we did though both of us were beyond embarrassed when Auntie gave us her version of THE talk.

I figured since she was the goddess of love we'd been lucky to go so long without her views on sex, but the fact that she preached waiting to us caused us both to laugh about it. Auntie's only defense being that I was her little warrior bard and she didn't even want to think about me in those situations yet. After I assured her that I wasn't even thinking that way yet, we continued to have a wonderful weekend though I did ask her if it would matter with her if I was gay or straight.

Love is love had been her answer and I relaxed knowing that when I was finally ready to move on my feelings for a certain someone that I would have her blessing. Rory had teased me after that, but that was nothing new. Since finding Rhys in Rory on my thirteenth birthday I had been happier than I thought possible. Just having someone to share that history with me that was my own age did wonders for me and my mental health.

We had moved from my birthday and Halloween, where Rory, Daria, Zivah, and I were declared the prank winners for this year. Mom had been the one to fight the headless Amazon and the popcorn had been flying freely during the night's festivities. Thanksgiving had already passed and we were now in the winter solstice festivities.

I had already been to the nursery school to tell my ancient version of A visit of Saint Nicholas and the girls had loved the idea of Sintacles leaving them presents. Though I thought that only in an Amazon village would I have to insert the caveat of not trying to lay a trap to capture the poor man. A chorus of moans met that pronouncement, but I had had mothers thanking me afterwards for making sure none of their preschoolers would try to set traps now.

Mama had taken to sleeping in and Mom had already had Cesya look at her a few times. The last time Mama slept in Mom even pulled in Yaya to make sure that Mama wasn't sick and just able to fool Cesya. She knew that Yaya could raise one eyebrow and cause even my warrior mother to spill the truth no matter what.

Emily and Zoe had settled into the three year old group at the nursery rather well and I think all the nursery teachers were thankful that neither of them seemed to share Eve's creativity for trouble. Eve and her friends still got into trouble on a regular basis and there wasn't a goat in the village that didn't run when it saw the Troubling Trio coming. Even Nasa took to running and hiding when he saw Eve pick up her staff and start making clomping noises. He had turned into a better guard dog and babysitter than we could have imagined.

My friends and I were thankful for the presence of Helen and Cora since they still babysat when needed. It had relieved me of that burden for a lot of times and we were now taking full advantage of that as we sat in the barn hayloft discussing what to do for Winter Solstice that year.

"I still say that we make tracks like Sinticles was here for the little kids," Daria pushed.

"I like that too, but you do know that the guards will be pissed to think that an old man on a donkey delivering toys got past them, right?" Zivah piped up.

I laughed, "That's the whole point. He's magic, remember?"

The girls laughed with me and nodded, "Oh yeah, you and your future Santa Claus."

"Hey, he's a cool guy. He brings toys and has flying reindeer, what's not to like?"

Zivah smirked, "Okay, as fun as this has been, I need to get going. I promised the moms I'd babysit Addy while they spent some quality time together."

"Ewww," Daria and I replied in tandem causing Zivah to push both of us.

"Knock it off, you too. Besides it's not like Aunt Xena and Aunt Gabrielle don't spend quality time together too."

"Again, ewww," I groaned. "Don't remind me. Eve asked me this morning why Mama and Mom don't like to wear night clothes to bed."

Daria burst into uncontrollable laughter at that as did Zivah. "Nice picture there, Sam." Daria snorted as Zivah waved to us and descended the ladder from the hayloft.

Daria was still chuckling and I finally decided to shut her up. Moving towards her I gathered all my courage and placed my lips on hers. Pulling back from me, her eyes sparkled. "About damn time," she commented before we began our first official make out session.

I was still on a high when I walked into our hut. Daria and I had had a long talk in between spots of kissing and touching and I finally knew why Aggie had teased her so badly on that first trip together. Not only was Daria being teased for having a crush on the princess, Aggie had a crush on Daria and wasn't being given the time of day.

Moving to kiss Mama, I plopped myself in her lap causing her to groan and drop the parchment she'd been reading. Pulling a piece of hay from my hair she smirked and I saw the twinkle in her eyes. "Something you want to tell me, little one?"

Dropping my head to her shoulder, I shook my head. "Nope. I just felt like snuggling with my mama."

"Uh-huh," she began to hum to me and then kissed the top of my head. "You know, you can talk to your mom and me about anything, right?"

I nodded, "Yup."

"Are you sure you don't have anything you want to talk about?"

Looking up at her I shook my head, "Nope, I'm good for right now, thanks." Snuggling up to her once more I hugged her tightly. "Don't worry, Mama, if I have any questions, I'll let you know."

"So, still wish you couldn't grow up?"

Hearing the tease in her voice I hugged her again, "Well, there are perks to growing up." I finally conceded. "As long as I'll always be your little one."

"Always," she confirmed with another kiss to my head.

"Then I'm good right now."

"Glad to hear it," Mama picked another piece of hay from my hair. "So how much hay is Talia going to find in Daria's hair?"

"Mama!" Sitting up, I slapped her arm as I blushed before I snuggled into her again. "Probably more than you'll find in my hair," I finally teased back.

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"The gods, Xena, she's only fifteen." Gabrielle snuggled into her wife as they lay in bed. It had been discovered that the best time to talk was after all their girls were in bed or before they woke up.

Xena chuckled, glad that the twins had gone to sleep easily that night. "You weren't much older than Sam when you followed a beat up ex-warlord."

"Oh, the gods. She is so much like us, isn't she?"

Xena kissed her wife, "Yep, but we knew that. And did you see Daria today? Walking like she could take on a fully grown minotaur and win."

Gabrielle chuckled, "She probably felt that way. She's had a crush on Sam for quite some time."

"It's more than that, Gabrielle," Xena's voice dropped.

"I know, Xena." Gabrielle was quiet. "Sam is so young, Xena. Hell, they both are young. I want them to take their time and have fun getting to know each other."

"At least we don't have to worry about either of them getting pregnant," Xena quipped.

"Um, Xena?" Gabrielle scrunched her nose and giggled as her wife tensed.

"Damn," the warrior mumbled. "Remind me to talk to the gods about that. No babies until they are joined."

Gabrielle laughed quietly and then began to kiss her wife before straddling her. "So warrior, wanna practice making a baby?" she purred in the older woman's ear.

"You have no idea," Xena nipped at Gabrielle's lip and gave a feral growl as Gabrielle once more covered her wife's mouth with her own.

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"Oh for the gods' sakes will you two put on some clothes or at least lock your door?" I had once more walked in on my parents and wondered how it was I couldn't remember to knock first.

This wasn't the first time I had needed to poke my eyes out with sticks and decided that no matter what I would start knocking even if the hut was on fire, Eve was holding a boot dagger, or the twins were trying to climb out the window.

I was holding a naked Eve when Mama finally came from the bedroom, "That wouldn't happen if you knocked," she said with a grin.

"Yeah," I shook my head. "I had no idea that position was even possible. I need a sharp stick to poke my eye out or some mind bleach."

Mama blushed just a bit and took Eve from me, "Why are you naked, Trouble?"

"I like to sleep like you and Mommy." Eve grinned. "I'm not outside, why do I have to wear clothes?"

"You just do," Mama sighed. "Who knew my daughter would be a nudist?" she muttered heading towards Eve's room.

"Takes after her mothers," I called behind them before calling to Nasa and heading from the hut. I figured I had just enough time to meet up with Daria before school started and if not, at least I wouldn't be around while Mom and Mama tried to force Eve into winter clothing.

"Would you two give it a rest?" Rory had joined us outside of school and Daria and I broke apart grinning.

"Seriously, you're going to get stuck that way," she teased.

"There are worse things that could happen," Daria quipped.

"Yeah, like walking in on your folks having sex."

"Again, Sam? Seriously, don't you knock?" Rory shook her head. "Even I know to knock and my moms aren't nearly as creative as yours."

"Yeah, I'm thinking mine helped write the Kama Sutra," I muttered.

"What?"

"A sex manual from India," I shrugged at the looks from Daria and Rory, "What? My goddess mother is Aphrodite."

My friends stared at each other for a minute and then shrugged, "I've got to go." Daria gave me another kiss. "I have to meet Lindy at the tree line. Apparently I'm going to see what it means to be a guard today."

"Have fun," I waved as she left and turned to Rory. "Where's Zivah?"

"I'm not sure actually. She wasn't at home this morning and the moms were acting really weird."

"You think she decided to go and meet up with Simon?"

"No clue, but if she did, she's in trouble. They told her in no uncertain terms that she wasn't to leave Amazon lands to meet up with some boy."

Laurel called us into class before I could respond and I entered the building with Rory in silence hoping that everything with Zivah was okay.

Laurel had kept us in the classroom just long enough to take attendance and then directed us to head into the woods and follow certain clues on a type of Amazon scavenger hunt. Rory and I had just reached an outer edge of trees when I heard movement in the bushes. Moving in that direction, I motioned Rory to be quiet and then pounced.

"Zivah, the gods!" She was sitting at the base of a tree looking as if she'd survived a huge fight. "What happened?" I questioned sitting down next to her.

Zivah said nothing but fell into my arms crying. Becoming really worried now, I looked at Rory in confusion. She merely shrugged and sat down next to us. "Zivah?"

Finally looking up, Zivah's dark eyes were bloodshot and she took a few calming breaths. "Boys suck."

"Okay," I agreed. "What happened?"

"Mom and Mama were right," Zivah said quietly. "I hate it when they're right."

"Zivah, what the hell happened?" Rory asked this time.

"I met up with Simon this morning." She sniffed again. "And let's just say that it's a good thing Aunt Xena taught us self-defense moves. He was still moaning on the ground when I left him. Jerk."

I finally nodded in understand, "I'm sorry, Zivah."

She shrugged this time, "It's okay. The thing is I am in so much trouble when I go home and it wasn't even worth it to sneak out."

Rory began to chuckle.

"What?" Zivah demanded.

"It's just that Mama is going to want to go kick his ass for you. You know how protective she is," Rory began to laugh in full then. "Oh, and Mom, she's going to go all, I was married to a centaur and can kick your ass on him too."

Zivah finally began to smile and nodded in agreement, "Yeah, and then she's going to beat my ass."

I nodded this time, "Probably, but at least they care right?"

Zivah grinned at me and sniffed one last time, "Oh yeah, they care. You think your moms would notice if I moved in?"

I stood and helped Zivah to her feet, "They might, but we can always try it. Come on, you can help us with our scavenger hunt and then we'll walk you home. I want to see Aunt Eponin's reaction when you tell her exactly where you kicked Simon and why."

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