Takes place: after the events of the story, September 2037
POV: Rapunzel
Summary: It had been years since Arianna gave Rapunzel that treasured envelope in her college dorm room. Now on a road trip with the love of her life, Rapunzel could think of no better time to give her mother an answer.

Mom was just beginning to stir. She'd fallen asleep in the passenger seat next to me a while ago, her body curled up with her legs tucked under her. I offered for her to just sleep in the comfier bed while I drove, but she said she wanted to be closer to me and that she was comfortable right where she was. Plus, I didn't know how safe it was to sleep in the bed of an RV while someone was driving it.

I'd just graduated from college with a degree in graphic design and secured a job back at Ringling Design Co, where I'd worked all those years ago. I was taking Jane's old job overseeing the interns and graphic design sector of the company, while she took her old boss's job that would involve overseeing me. The corporate ladder was complicated at times, but if it meant I had a way to earn money and help put food on the table, I really couldn't complain.

Mom and I decided to go on a celebratory trip before I officially started work. We didn't have enough money to travel internationally (thanks a lot, student loans), and hotels around the country were getting more and more expensive (thanks a lot, economy that was too complicated for me to understand). That's when we got the idea to rent an RV. We could go anywhere we wanted (provided there was a trailer park there) and accommodation wouldn't have been an issue. We'd travelled all around California and were a good chunk of the way through Arizona, ready to make our next stop at the Grand Canyon.

Neither of us had ever been, and apparently photos online could do it no justice. Since it was so nearby, we figured 'why not?' and planned to station ourselves there for a day or two so we could fully take in its majesty.

"Are we there yet?" she mumbled sleepily, rubbing her eyes to wake herself up. Once she took in the scenery though, speech left her.

The road to the trailer park was lined with beautiful evergreen trees, not something we anticipated seeing considering we were going into a desert. I was awestruck when we first turned onto the road, but seeing Mom grow quiet with amazement was almost as great as when I first saw the view.

"Almost."

Mom stared out in childlike wonderment as I pulled into the trailer park, finding us a good spot and putting the vehicle in park. I began to busy myself with all the usual chores; hooking us up so we could get water and electricity, connecting the waste hose so we could use the bathroom, and I dare say that after a few days, I was getting the hang of this RV stuff. Meanwhile, Mom stood by with her head sticking out the door, eyes wide as saucers trying to take in everything that was around us.

"I'll be right back," I told her. "I'm gonna go and grab a map from the visitors' centre. You can get changed if you want. We're gonna go for a walk before the sun sets if you're not too tired."

"Okay," she said absently, still not able to tear her eyes away from the view.

I smiled as I walked away. Mom always talked about wanting to go to the Grand Canyon and I was happy that she could finally see it in person. She deserved something nice like this after everything.

I entered the wooden building near the trailer park and was greeted by a park ranger sitting at the front desk.

"Good afternoon." He greeted me with a friendly smile. "My name is Russel and I'm a park ranger here at the Grand Canyon. What can I help you with?"

"Hi, I just came to pick up a park map."

"Sure thing." He handed me two different pamphlets. "This one is for driving routes and this one is for hiking trails."

"Thanks." I glanced once over my shoulder just to make sure Mom hadn't followed me inside. Thankfully, she was still leaning out of the RV door, fixated on the scenery. "Also, I wanted to ask… I'm trying to do this proposal thing tonight at sunset." I showed him the ring box I'd been keeping in my bag so Mom wouldn't see it. "I want to try and make it perfect. Is there any trail that you'd recommend for that? Preferably one where we can reach just as the sun is setting. One with a great view, and maybe with not so many people?"

Russell's face lit up. "Oh wow, congratulations! In advance I guess. Okay, you're here during the off season since the semester just started again so the paths won't be super packed. I have a couple of options."

He and I talked briefly about the different routes we could take. We had around half an hour until sunset so it couldn't be one that was too long. There were loads of different options but we eventually narrowed it down to a clearing overlooking a part of the canyon. Russell marked it out on the map for me, wished me good luck, and then I set off to get Mom.

"Ready to go?" I asked.

"I think we need to extend the trip, Rapunzel," she said wistfully. "I'm in love with this place. I wanna live here."

I laughed. "I don't think we can legally live in a national park, but we can definitely extend the trip if that's what you wanna do. We've got loads of time. Everything is free and easy."

"Where are we going?"

"The park ranger recommended a route we could go on," I explained.

"Oh, cool. Let's go!" She followed me as I began to set off according to the directions I was given.

As we walked, my nerves were steadily building at the thought of the proposal I wanted to do. It wasn't a massively grand thing with a secret hidden photographer or anything. It didn't need to be. It just felt like it was important, and needed to be intimate, something just the two of us could see.

"Okay, I know I was gonna be named Flynn if I had been a boy," I began, talking to get my mind off thinking. "But where did the name Rapunzel come from?"

"Oh, that story." Mom hid her mouth behind her hand, but I could tell she was smiling. "Do you wanna hear the meaningful reason?"

"There's more than one reason?"

"Maybe…"

I was curious. "The meaningful one, I guess."

"Rapunzel means a maiden with beautiful long hair, as fine as spun gold. It's supposed to represent the halo of an angel too. When you were born, you had the fullest head of blonde hair any of the nurses and doctors had ever seen, so that's why your name is Rapunzel."

I grinned. "That's ironic, because I can definitely be far from angelic."

"I'd say you were fairly angelic as a baby."

"Okay, but what's the other reason?" I questioned. "And do know that I'm slightly scared of your answer."

Mom was already laughing. "Please don't hate me for this," she said between breaths.

"Oh God."

"Okay, so when I was a teenager, I went on a trip to Germany with my parents and tried this thing called feldsalat. During the first trimester of my pregnancy, I was craving it so badly but couldn't find it anywhere in the States."

"I'm afraid to ask, but what is feldsalat?"

She was gripping her belly at the force of her laughs. "It means field salad and it's used like lettuce in salads. Its other name is Rapunzel lettuce."

I stopped in my tracks. "I was named after lettuce?"

"You were named after a vegetable similar to lettuce," she corrected, as if that made it any better.

I buried my head in my hands. "Mother, why would you do this to me?"

"Hey, you have German blood in you from both sides of your family. This is sticking true to your roots."

"I can never go to Germany. You're lucky Rapunzel lettuce is so obscure that no one here would know about it."

Mom fanned at her face with her hands, pulling herself together. "No regrets."

"Speak for yourself," I joked, though in all honesty, I liked my name. Even if I was named after a vegetable. Rapunzel fit me. "Oh! But what about my middle name?"

"Your middle name?"

"Leah." I never needed to use my middle name. I knew about it from the first time I saw my birth certificate at the police station with Cass and it was on all my official documents, but that one felt less like me since I never knew myself as Leah before. "Please don't tell me Leah is a type of chicken."

She finally managed to collect herself, her red cheeks the only remaining sign of her laughing fit. "No, nothing like that. That's a sweeter story. You know Aurora Rose? The girl who was a year or two ahead of you back in highschool?"

"Yeah…"

"Leah is her mom's name."

I was confused. "How does this relate to me?"

"So Leah used to live in North Carolina. She's quite a bit older than me and she was my OBGYN back when I was living there." This was news to me. I never knew Mom had friends from home when she moved to San Fransokyo other than Iduna. Apparently the world was smaller than I thought.

"She was a massive help to me," she continued. "We were pregnant at the same time, though she was a few months behind me and pregnant with her second child while you were my first. She was sensitive to the fact that I was young and didn't have the strongest support system, so she talked me through anything and everything, from cravings and morning sickness to the actual birth itself. When everything went awry, when I was sick and when I went into labour early, Leah was always there. Even after that, when you were born and in the NICU, she always came to check in on me. I'm still in contact with her now. She's my gynaecologist here, though I see her far less often. She's the one who I consulted when I went back on birth control. Leah saved me back then, so that's why your middle name is Leah."

"Aww. That is a sweeter story." Then, I noticed Mom was smiling, but there was something behind it. "Mom…" I warned. "I don't like that look."

"It's nothing."

"Tell me," I pestered.

"Well… I might have had a hamster named Leah who Max ate while I was at school but I swear that was a total coincidence. I didn't even think about that until now."

"I'm just gonna ignore the gruesome hamster death part and imagine I just have a normal name."

She nudged me in the side, making me laugh. "Where's the fun in being normal? Now you'll have a funny story to tell at parties!"

I submitted. "Okay, I guess I can't argue with that."

We continued walking on, discussing the most trivial things. At one point, each of us tried to see who could spot the most interesting animal on the path, which somehow led to a twisted game of each of us choosing two animals to fuse together and then deciding which of them would win in a battle to the death.

"I think you need to admit defeat, Mom," I insisted. "You can't compete with polar-eagle. With the combined strength of the fearsome polar bear and the mighty eagle, it covers the earth, sea and the sky. Plus, it has an eagle's sharp vision and hunting skills along with the polar bear's ability to rip flesh apart like it's nothing." I made a wild hand gesture to emphasise my point.

"Jesus, you're morbid," she replied, deadpan. "But I refuse to concede. The cheetah, as the fastest animal in the world, has the speed and the hunting abilities akin to a polar bear, and the mole is a burrower. This hybrid would be the underdog. It could tunnel under the earth and get the polar-eagle right from under it."

"Hello? Did you forget that the polar-eagle can fly? Plus, cheetahs are huge. They could be spotted underground from a mile away. And they have a really low hunting success rate. It's a fact that other animals make fun of them in the wild for their hunting incapabilities, and they steal most of their food once a more capable predator has killed it."

That conversation went on for a long time, long enough for us to approach the peak of the trail marked out on the map. I constantly had what I wanted to do in the back of my head, rehearsing my speech silently in the gaps while Mom was talking. It was scary, and it felt like the stakes were really high, but I tried to tell myself not to worry. Mom would love me no matter how this turned out.

Sunset was imminent, and the trail opened up to a small clearing that overlooked a part of the canyon. It was now or never.

"Woah, did you see that?" I exclaimed as believably as I could, squinting into the distance.

"Did I see what?"

"Over there! I think there was a massive bear."

Mom ran and stood right at the railing, using a hand to shield her eyes from the setting sun. "Are there even bears in Arizona? I don't see one."

"It was definitely there!" I insisted, taking a few steps back so I was in her blind spot. She'd only see me if she turned around. "It was huge. A black bear I think."

Mom was still focused on finding the imaginary bear, giving me enough time to fumble for the ring box and get down on one knee. I'd never seen a real proposal before so I tried to copy what I'd seen in movies and TV shows. Ring box in one hand to be opened with the other. No pressure.

"Oh my gosh! I see it! I see it!" Mom jumped with glee, turning around excitedly. "It's definitely a—" Then she took note of my stance and the box in my hand.

"You know I made that bear up, right?" I teased, unable to hold back a smile.

"Rapunzel…" she whispered, stepping closer towards me. "What is this?"

"There's something I've been wanting to ask you," I told her. "For a really long time."

My heart was thundering in my chest, and I noticed Mom wipe her palms off on her shirt like they were sweaty. She shook her head in disbelief. "No, we… we still can't get married. You know that. The bill hasn't been passed yet. We said we'd wait until then."

"I know," I affirmed. "But… well, we've talked about this before. All the experiences we didn't get to have with each other. You didn't get the chance to hear my first words or see me take my first steps. I never got to hear a bedtime story from you or come to you when I scraped my knee. And I want us to get this chance." I opened the ring box, revealing the sunny yellow pacifier.

She was frozen now, tears springing at the corners of her eyes. "Oh, sweetheart…"

"I've kept you waiting," I continued. "Every day since I moved out for college, I asked myself if I was ready. I see people with kids all the time and the joy it brings them and I want that for us. Now, I can finally say that yeah. I'm ready."

We were both smiling, and we were both also on the brink of tears. "So Mom, I just have one thing to ask you." I held the box out a little straighter, my arms shaking a little from the adrenaline pumping through me. "Will you have a baby with me?"

It took her a few seconds to remember she needed to speak, but when she did, I could only feel the biggest rush of joy I'd ever felt. "Yes! Oh my God, yes!" I took her hand in mine. I'd chosen a pacifier with a sucking thing on one end and a plastic ring on the other so I could slip it onto her finger like an actual proposal. Then, I let her pull me to my feet. She didn't even give me the chance to brush the dirt off my knees before pulling me into a passionate kiss. I laughed against her lips, my heart swelling so it felt like it was filling up my whole chest.

"Did you plan this whole leg of the trip so you could do this?" she asked when she pulled away.

"Maybe…" I grinned.

"Oh, you. You didn't need to do that." Mom cupped my cheek, brushing away a stray tear. "I don't need the grand gestures. I would have said yes if you'd asked me while we were in our PJs watching a movie and eating pizza."

"What can I say? I'm a sucker for theatrics. Also, could you tell how nervous I was? I hope the speech was okay. I practised it like a million times but I still think I forgot some parts. I was gonna make a joke about chameleons and—"

She silenced me with another kiss. "Shut up," she said between kisses. "You were perfect. I wouldn't have had it any other way."

"Really?"

"Really."

I melted into the kiss, soaking in her love. With the setting sun in the background, I almost wished it could have been an actual marriage proposal, where we were dressed up nicely with a professional photographer hidden somewhere in the bushes. Still, I don't think anything could have topped that moment.

"I love you," she whispered. "I love you so much."

"I love you too, Mom."

Mom ran her hand down my arm, linking our fingers together. "Come on. Let's go back to the RV."

"N-now?" I stammered. "Didn't you wanna see the canyon at night?"

"There'll be other nights," she replied. "And besides…" Mom's voice dipped lower, making my ears blush. "I wanna practise making babies with you."

"I like the sound of that."

"Plus, I'm ovulating, so it's the perfect time." Her tone of voice never changed, still trying to sound seductive while her hand cupped my waist.

I snorted. "Only you could say 'ovulating' and somehow still make it sound sexy and enticing."

"Is that a yes?"

"You couldn't pay me to say no."

XXX

I don't even remember the walk back to the RV. It was all just a blur until I unlocked the metal door and the two of us stumbled inside. My whole body felt jittery with excitement as I took a moment to close all the curtains and put up dividers so no one would be able to see into the vehicle. Obviously, this wasn't something new to us. It wasn't like I finally didn't have to pull out or use a condom. I'd finished inside Mom loads of times. Whatever we did today wouldn't even have resulted in anything since she was still on birth control. But just the knowledge that she said yes, that soon we'd be properly trying, it gave me a feeling of elation I hadn't experienced since back when incestuous couples were first legalised.

Right when I pulled the last curtain shut, I felt Mom's presence behind me, closing in. Her hand ran up my arm, pulling me close so her lips were right by my ear. "Come to bed with me."

I shuddered under the power of her words. When I glanced around, I noticed her clothes already discarded in a pile on the floor. I turned to face her, basking in the radiance of her nude body. "I'd say you're already good to go right here." I gently brought our lips together, my hands already fumbling so my shorts fell to the floor. "Get me ready to fuck you, Mom."

She practically purred against my lips, hands reaching out to grip my cock while she dropped to her knees. My cock was quickly getting hard, twitching with excitement. Mom happily jerked me off, taking great care to tease the tip of my cock which was especially sensitive. I melted into the feeling, hips bucking and already pushing myself closer to her face. Usually, she would tease me about being eager, but I couldn't help it. I needed to feel more.

A blissful sigh left my lips when Mom finally took me in her mouth. She didn't take her time. She was ravenous, bobbing her head up and down as she slowly took more and more of my length, her throat relaxing. I moaned, gripping her hair just enough to hurt, guiding her up and down my shaft. I'd never get sick of this feeling.

"Fuck, Mom, your mouth is perfect."

She pulled her back, grabbing my cock again and slapping it up against her face, getting everything nice and wet. The whole time, she looked up at me with a devilish stare, an expression of pure lust and desire. "You love me sucking your dick, don't you?"

"Isn't it obvious?"

Mom laughed, dotting kisses all over my cock and balls, making me twitch and buck even more. Pecks quickly turned to full-on making out, lips and tongue toying with me. Damn it, I was worked up. I was usually better at holding off my orgasms but all the build up to the proposal and Mom's teasing on the walk back already had me so close. Even her kisses could have been enough to get me to cum.

We had been together for so long that Mom knew all my tells. She knew I was getting close, and she seemed adamant to make sure that didn't happen until she wanted it to. "Not yet." She wagged a finger at me before using her hand to casually play with my balls that were desperate for release. "Tonight, every drop of your cum is going inside my pussy, and nowhere else."

I whimpered, but not unhappily. On any other day, I might have been disappointed. I loved giving Mom facials or cumming in her ass or having her swallow my load. But today, I couldn't help but share her sentiment. My body moved on its own accord as I grabbed Mom and tossed her onto the bed on her back, the cheap springs creaking noisily underneath her. We'd expressed mild concerns about breaking the bed in our rental RV before, but in the moment, I couldn't even begin to care. She spread her legs, opening herself up to me, and I couldn't wait anymore.

Mom was so wet. Her creamy thighs wrapped around my hips, pulling me close. I gripped my cock and rubbed it up and down her dripping pussy, making her whimper before burying myself to the hilt.

"Fuck," I cursed, while she moaned, "yes." I began to fuck her fast, cumming inside her being the only thing on my mind. Mom's tits swayed with each movement, and I took the opportunity to grope and suck on them, taking a nipple in my mouth and tugging gently. In a few months, that action might have drawn milk, and I imagined the white liquid filling my mouth, sweet and creamy on my tongue.

"Rapunzel… Rapunzel…" Mom kept moaning my name, hands in my hair, holding me to her chest. "Don't stop," she begged, her voice shaky. "Please… put a baby in me."

Fuck, that was it. I grunted, biting down on the soft part of her boob a little harder than intended. Pleasure raced through my body, branching out from between my legs. My balls tightened as my first orgasm claimed me way too quickly, spilling my seed deep inside her.

"That's it," she whispered. "Fill me up."

Mom moved her hips underneath me, wanting to make sure she got every drop. When I looked down at her, I blushed a little, embarrassed at the fact that I had cum so quickly. My performance was usually way better than that, Mom hadn't even finished yet. But thankfully, that was a problem I could fix.

"Oh, yes, yes, yes!"

In seconds, my head was between her legs, tongue eagerly exploring her. Like Mom earlier, I didn't take my time. I knew exactly what she liked and how to make her cum quickest, and that had her crying out in pleasure. One finger entered her, and then two, and then three, searching for that spot that would make her go crazy. My lips wrapped around her clit, making her juices spray against my chin. I could taste my own cum but that didn't matter. Mom had one hand in my hair pulling me close, the other over her mouth as she tried to muffle her screams. We'd had a noise complaint before at one of the previous trailer parks, and she probably didn't want any baby-making practice to get interrupted by an angry neighbour knocking on our door.

Maybe we should have brought a gag from home. Or we could use something there. A pair of used panties usually did the trick.

Her first orgasm brought me back to reality, her heels digging hard into my back as thick cum filled my mouth. Mom's body shook wildly under me as I used my free hand to pin her down, giving me the best position to continue lavishing her.

"Holy shit, that was good," she sighed once the pleasure had passed its peak, but I wasn't done yet. Mom tried to push me away, but I just gripped her thighs, keeping her in my firm grasp while I continued tonguing her cunt. Mom's legs thrashed around my head, getting tangled in the sheets while her body began teetering towards oversensitivity.

"Oh my God," she gasped, a hand slapping the mattress. I smiled against her pussy, raking my gaze up her body so I could watch her come undone a second time. Her back arched, jutting her chest forward as her mouth fell open and she released a series of broken gasps. Her pussy squeezed and convulsed tightly around my fingers which rubbed right up against her g-spot. I loved watching her eyes roll back like that. It made me know that I had done a good job.

Mom was panting by the time I removed my fingers and crawled back up so we were lying face to face. A cute blush sat high on her cheeks and her hair was stuck to her sweaty face. She released a shaky laugh, brushing a hand against my cheek. "You didn't even stop to get your shirt off."

I looked down. "Huh. I guess not."

"You are insatiable," she giggled, reaching for the hem and pulling it off me. I let her undress me fully before coming in to kiss her again.

Our lips came together slower this time, tongues exploring each other's mouths, getting a taste of everything, both her cum and mine. Her arms were wrapped around my shoulders and she grinded our bodies together gently. I took a few minutes to just remain like that. My cock was nestled between her thighs, and I could feel our combined warmth wet against my shaft, but I let us just be for a bit. There were so many things I loved about my mom, but just being able to kiss her with that much love and passion was pretty high up on that list.

After several heavenly minutes of this, our lips parted just slightly. "I wanna be inside you again."

"Oh yes," she agreed. "Fill Mommy up."

"Mommy?" I raised an eyebrow. "Do you have a mommy kink?"

Whatever blush that had disappeared from Mom's cheeks was back and stronger than before. "God, that just slipped out."

I laughed, kissing her neck. "You like it when I call you Mommy? Do you want me to call you Mommy while I put a baby in you?" I could feel her getting wetter against my cock, which told me all I needed to know.

"You don't have to if you think it's weird."

"Weird?" I grabbed her ass and carefully flipped us over so she was straddling me. "I think I wanna fuck my mommy until she's cumming all over again."

Mom whimpered and straightened her back, bumping her head on the ceiling above us. There was storage space above the bed which made the ceiling lower, and while it was practical, it made certain positions a little harder. "Ow."

"Careful." I wrapped my hands around her back so she was lying on top of me. I tried to kiss where she'd bumped her head, but definitely missed the mark. She appreciated it anyway, smiling down bashfully at me.

She spread her legs slightly and I helped raise her hips and lower her down on my cock once again. "God, I love you."

I ravished her neck with kisses before biting down gently. She tilted her head up to expose more for me to suck. "Love you too, Mommy."

I cupped her ass as she began to slowly rock on me. We took things slow, bodies moving to the same sensual rhythm. It was a welcome change from when we usually took things hard and fast. And when Mom would actually get knocked up, I imagine this would be how we would need to make love, especially the further along the pregnancy she got. Then my mind conjured the image of Mom pregnant, boobs big and full of milk, her belly swollen with our child. I imagined her carefully riding me, or me taking her from behind, one hand on her baby bump.

I wanted that to be real, I wanted that to be real so badly.

I adjusted myself on the bed, the angle with which I fucked her shifting slightly too, making Mom throw her head back. The threat of the low ceiling quite literally loomed over us, so I cradled the back of her head with my hand, keeping her close. Mom smiled at me. "Protective instincts. You're gonna make such a great mom."

"Well, I had a pretty good teacher."

We kissed each other again, my thrusts coming faster now. My free hand squeezed Mom's ass before giving it a light spank. I didn't wanna go too rough on her, but knew she'd appreciate the brief bite of pain. That was confirmed when I felt her wet walls clench tighter around me, pillowing my cock perfectly. I bit her bottom lip, eliciting a gasp from her. It was music to my ears.

"I'm gonna cum inside you again, Mommy," I groaned.

"Please yes, Rapunzel! Breed me!" I almost came at her words, just barely holding back.

Her hands were laid flat on either side of my head, fingers grabbing at the sheets as she lost herself in pleasure. A few more deep thrusts was all it took to throw her over the edge. Her body jerked in my arms and her mouth fell open as she released a loud, drawn out moan and was hit with her orgasm. My lap was soaked with her release. I kept us both moving, relishing the feeling of her tight cunt spasming around me until I couldn't hold back either. My cock throbbed and I fired thick shots of cum deep inside her, painting her insides white. I felt like I came even more than before. I guess the thought of breeding my mom really did it for me.

Mom rested on me, the two of us trying to catch our breath. I did want to keep going, and had a hunch that Mom did too, but we clearly needed a minute. Just when I felt ready to propose round three, we both jumped at the sound of someone banging loudly on our door.

"Keep it down! There are kids out here!" yelled what sounded like a very irate woman.

"Sorry!" I called back, but thankfully whoever was outside didn't seem intent on berating us any further as she left immediately. Mom and I exchanged a glance and burst out laughing, her rolling off me lazily.

"Oops," she said bashfully. "I thought I was being pretty quiet. Comparatively."

I rolled my eyes. "At this rate, you're going to somehow end up traumatising our future child one day."

"It's entirely your fault for fucking me too well," she retorted.

"I guess we just need something to keep you quiet." I reached for her discarded panties and her eyes brightened.

Thankfully, there were no more noise complaints from irritated neighbours as we continued our love making into the night. I lost track of the number of rounds we lasted. We practised making babies for hours on end, and Mom was never satisfied, not even when she lacked the energy to do anything other than lie there and let me breed her. Cum flowed freely from between her legs, and even though I knew a pregnancy wouldn't come from that night, I looked forward to when one would.

XXX

The two of us stared at the test Mom held, huge grins spreading across our faces. Two lines. We were pregnant.

About two months had passed since the trip. Life was going on pretty much as normal. She got off birth control fairly easily and thankfully with no major side effects. We'd been trying, but we also agreed to just take things as they came. We didn't want to obsess over taking tests every morning or trying to have sex on specific days to increase our chances. We wanted things to come naturally. Plus, pregnancy tests were expensive. We didn't want to keep buying and using them only for them to come up negative.

When I got up that particular day though, Mom was sitting on the edge of the bed, staring out into space. She was holding a box, turning it over and tossing it between her hands just for something to do.

"Morning?" I greeted, getting up and rubbing my eyes.

"I'm late."

I cocked my head to the side. "For… work?"

"No. I'm late." She showed me the front of the box, and I realised she was holding the box of pregnancy tests we had bought. "Really late."

Then I got what she was saying. "Oh."

"Yeah." Mom gave me a small smile. "My period didn't totally stop while I was on birth control, not like it would have if I had gotten an IUD. The cycles were just lighter. And I know getting off the pill would mess up the hormones a little and cause some disturbances, but I texted Leah and she said they should have regulated by now. My period should have been here weeks ago."

I scooched closer to her, the bed shifting beneath my weight. "Do you wanna take the test?"

"I… don't know." She fumbled with the box once again, opening it and pulling out one of the tests. "I know I said I was ready and that I'd considered everything but I'm still so scared of finding out because things could end up going really badly and I don't wanna put that kind of pressure on you if you'd need to take care of me and—" Her voice was rising with panic. I wondered if she was actually pregnant just from that interaction, because I knew the hormones could make pregnant women get overly emotional sometimes.

"Hey." I pressed a gentle kiss to her mouth. "Breathe, Mom. Calm down."

She nodded slightly, taking a deep breath. "Stop worrying about me," I told her. "I told you I'm ready for this. Healthcare now is so much better than what it used to be. Baymax's technology hasn't yet proven to be inaccurate, and he said it was safe for you to have children. And so what if I have to take care of you? We're not just mother and daughter anymore. We're girlfriend and girlfriend. It's part of the job."

Mom let out a shaky breath. "Yeah."

"You don't have to take the test if you don't feel like you're ready, but wouldn't it be good to know? That way you can start seeing Leah more regularly, you could get to see scans, you'll know what you can or can't eat or drink. It might be better to know for sure if you are or you aren't."

She considered my words for a moment, the gears turning in her head. "Yeah… yeah, you're right. I should do it. It'll be better to know."

"Do you want me to come with you?" I offered.

She brushed me off. "It's just peeing on a stick. I'll be fine. We'll wait for the results together." Mom got out of bed, a test in her hand, and trailed into the bathroom. A few minutes later, I heard the toilet flushing followed by running water. We waited together, and after staring at the test until our eyes felt dry, the results finally appeared.

"We're having a baby," she whispered.

"We're having a baby," I repeated. I almost didn't believe it, but the proof was right in front of me. We turned to face each other and a hopeful warmth rushed over me. I let out an excited squeal and Mom laughed, sporting a grin that she couldn't shake. I tackled her down on the bed, hugging her, kissing her, loving her, the whole time just repeating 'we're having a baby' because my mind couldn't conjure up any other thoughts.

"Hey." She tried her best to pull away for a moment, with minimal success. "I know I'm self-employed, but don't you have to get to work?"

"I'll call in sick," I mumbled into her lips.

She raised an eyebrow. "Bunking off? I thought I raised you better than that."

"But I am!" I insisted. "I've got baby fever."

A/N - Hello dear reader! It's been a while since I've updated this fic, and I really loved getting back to one of my favourite pairings. The idea of Rapunzel and Arianna having a baby together has been floating around since I was writing the original fic, and I'm so happy to have finally written it. As always, let me know what you think and until next time, stay safe.

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