Prompt: Oh my god can you pls do a prompt of them having a fight and Ali using the argument (that a pregnant woman is always right because she has two brains)?

A/N: For clarification, this prompt was a direct result of Sasha Pieterse saying in an interview that she went back and forth with Shay Mitchell sharing funny memes and that the latest was "A pregnant woman is always right because she has two brains").

Pregnancy Brain

Normally Emily wasn't a very argumentative person. She didn't see the need in useless fights. She'd spent too much of her youth fighting to let it carry over into her adult life.

But her wife didn't make it easy. Of course, they had the typical little squabbles about finances and child-rearing. And sometimes they argued about smaller things, like chores. Nothing life-altering. Just typical relationship bickering.

Lately though, Alison had been a lot more belligerent about things. Emily tried to remember it was just the pregnancy hormones, but Alison nitpicked about the strangest little things and it started to take its toll on the brunette.

One day it came to a head over the stupidest thing.

Candy.

Alison had been craving homemade M&M cookies, so Emily went to work making her some. After spending a few hours making a couple of batches she took a plate of them to Alison.

The blonde was sitting on the living room sofa reading a magazine. Her feet were propped up, not that she could really see them over her pregnant belly. She heard Emily coming and put the magazine down.

"You really need to tell this kid to get out of me. I'm tired of him karate chopping my insides and sleeping on my bladder." She looked up. The expression on her face changed when she saw the sweets in Emily's hands. "Oh, those look so good!"

Emily sat down next to her with a smile and offered her the plate of fresh cookies and a glass of milk. Alison took one of the cookies and held it up underneath her nose. Her senses had gotten insanely sharp, and certain smells automatically put her at ease.

"It's a cookie, Ali. Not cocaine. You can't snort it." Emily gave her a hard time.

Alison offered her a sarcastic smile before biting into the cookie. She chewed a few times and then made a face.

"What is it?" Emily asked with a frown.

She knew she wasn't going to win any awards for her baking skills, but she'd gotten better at cooking over the years. These weren't her disastrous empanadas. They were cookies. Children could bake cookies.

"You didn't pick out the green ones." Alison made a face at the cookie. She observed the different colors of M&Ms sprinkled throughout the baked good.

"What?"

"The green ones. You know I don't like how they taste."

Emily laughed. Of all the things Alison could complain about, her disliking the color of a candy had never crossed her mind.

"They taste the same."

"No, they don't."

"Alison, it's literally just food coloring and chocolate. Any difference in taste is all in your head."

"There have been proven studies…"

"About M&Ms?" She let out another boisterous laugh. "Where? I'd like to read these studies."

"I don't know off the top of my head. Just google it."

"How very academic." Emily scoffed.

"Let's do a little science experiment." Alison put her feet down. She reached for a dish of M&Ms that Emily had brought her when she'd started baking the cookies. "Close your eyes."

"This is ridiculous." Emily usually let little things like this go, but the idea that food coloring made things taste different was ludicrous to her.

"Would you humor your very pregnant wife, please?" Alison scowled at her.

Emily rolled her eyes and shook her head. She closed her eyes and opened her mouth. Alison gave her a red M&M and told her to savor it for a few minutes. Then she repeated the process with a blue one and a brown one.

"Well?" Alison asked.

Emily opened her eyes.

"It tastes like chocolate." Emily shrugged.

"No, it doesn't!" Her argument was stronger this time.

Emily opened her mouth to tell her not to overreact, but thankfully before she said it, which she knew would have been stupid, the front door swung open and their daughters walked in. They were chatting about some school assignment.

"Oh, do I smell cookies?" Grace's eyes lit up in excitement.

"Go ahead and help yourself. Your mother thinks I've poisoned them with green food coloring," Emily said sardonically.

"Uh…okay?" Grace wasn't sure what to say to that.

They disappeared into the kitchen and came out with their plentiful bounty of sugar a few minutes later.

"Girls, why don't you settle something for us." Alison waved them over.

Grace and Lily looked at each other in uncertainty.

"You're really going to pull them into it?" Emily snickered.

"Wait, are you two fighting?" Lily questioned.

"If you get divorced we get two birthdays and two Christmases, right?" Grace shoved the remainder of her cookie in her mouth.

"Close your mouth when you chew you animal." Lily frowned.

"At least someone appreciates my cooking around here," Emily muttered.

"No one is getting divorced." Alison laughed. "Just do me a favor and try a few of these M&Ms."

"Is this a trick?" Lily asked warily.

"No. Your mother here seems to think that I've made these M&M flavors up in my head…"

"This…" Grace made a face, "…this is what you're fighting over?"

Though it shouldn't have been a surprise to her. The littlest things set Alison off. Her hormones were completely out of whack.

"I just wanted to do something nice." Emily feigned an exasperated sigh.

"You be quiet." Alison shoved her playfully.

Emily shrugged with a smile.

The girls each took a few pieces of candy. Grace tried a brown one and then a yellow one.

"Tastes the same to me." Grace shrugged. She shoved the rest of the M&Ms in her mouth and nearly swallowed them whole.

Emily grinned smugly at Alison.

"She doesn't count. She's a human garbage disposal." Alison frowned.

"Gee, thanks mom." Grace replied dryly.

Lily tried a red M&M and then a yellow one. Her face deepened in concentration. She tried a brown one next. Then she tried another yellow one.

"It does taste different." Lily nodded.

"You're out of the will." Emily threatened.

"I guess you just have to have a distinguished palate," Alison said with a self-righteous look on her face.

"This doesn't prove anything. It's two against two." Emily argued.

"You're right." Alison's face sparkled with delight. She slowly looked down at her belly. "Except it's not. He's the tie-breaker. And since he's inside of me, he has my taste…which means…"

Grace and Lily looked at each other, breaking into a grin, as if to say to one another "here we go".

"…I'm right." Alison nodded in victory. "I've got two brains." She grinned. "I'm smarter. It's just how it is."

The twins had heard it hundreds of times before, but it was still hysterical to them. Their laughter echoed off of the walls.

"Fine." Emily threw her hands up in defeat. She laughed. "You win."

Alison grinned. They both laughed. Alison laid her head against Emily's shoulder and ran her palm against her arm and grabbed her hand. Emily kissed the top of her head and Alison peered up at her.

"It was very sweet of you to make cookies for me. Thank you." She wrapped her fingers around Emily's.

"Gross. I think I'm going to hurl up all the flavors." Grace made fun of their public display of affection.

Just to really rub it in their faces, Alison sat up and pressed her lips against Emily's. Emily kissed her back, quietly thinking to herself that there might be something to the whole "flavor" thing, because Alison's lips did taste different.

When they pulled away they smiled at one another and then gave their daughters a smug look. Alison popped an M&M in her mouth. She saw a wide smile growing on Emily's face. Grace and Lily started to laugh.

"What?" Alison asked.

"Mom, that was a green one."

Alison immediately turned to Emily, who looked like she was silently gloating. Alison didn't let it faze her in the least. She grabbed a handful of the candied coated chocolate and shrugged.

"Whatever. I'm still right."

And no one in the room was going to argue with her. She did, after all, have two brains.