School starts tomorrow. I am going to High School. Whoo. (sarcasm) I love writing my stories but don't expect updates super-often. Maybe once a week. I'll try to do that and maybe a one- or two-shot here and there.

Disclaimer: As if I'd be writing fanfiction if I owned it!

He was trying to shove his bag into the overhead cabin when there was a tap on his shoulder. Mark turned to see something that made him smile uncontrollably.

"Hi," he breathed. Jeff just smiled back. "Wh-what are you doing here?"

"I changed my flight. I know we've only been on a few dates, but I had to ask. Are we a thing?"

"Darling, we're everything." He said back, still smiling. He leaned in and kissed Mark. When they pulled back, Mark was blushing a deep red that managed to get deeper when all of his friends went "aw!"

"Um, where are you sitting?" Mark asked when he could frame a coherent question. Jeff looked down at the ticket in his hand, and started laughing.

"What?"

"Nothing," he said sitting down in the seat behind Mark's.

"What are you doing?" Mark questioned.

Jeff smirked. "Sitting in my seat."

Mark's smile got even bigger. "Why don't we see if we can get the guy sitting here," he gestured to the seat next to him, "will let you switch?"

"Sweetie, do you want to have kids?" Angel asked Collins after watching the other couples for a while.

He shrugged. "Sure, yeah. It would be fun."

She grinned and pecked him on the lips. "Okay, then. Should we use Joann as our lawyer? We probably should. Boy, girl, or one of each? I really want a little girl, but a boy would be fun too. Do you have any names you like? I kind of like Edward but--" she started talking a mile a minute, but Collins silenced her with a kiss.

When they pulled apart, he rested his forehead on hers and touched caressed her cheek. "We'll talk to Jo this weekend," he promised.

Maureen sighed sadly and looked out her window. She was in love with Vegas and didn't want to leave. "Jo, can we get married sometime?"

This caught Joann way off guard. She looked over at her girlfriend and just stared at the complete honesty in her eyes.

"Sure, honeybear. Just name the time and place and I'll be there." Maureen smiled and turned her attention to the window. The plane slowly started moving forward and up.

"Mimi!" Roger whispered terrified. The relaxation drugs were still hitting him pretty bad. "We're moving!"

She rubbed his arm tenderly. "It's okay, Roger. We'll be fine. Just relax and try to sleep."

She started singing him a Spanish lullaby, and soon he was sleeping like a log.



"So, you were raised by homophobes, yet four of your best friends are gay?" Jeff asked after Mark finished telling him about his family.

"Yep," Mark nodded slowly. "I just have to come out to them now."

Jeff grabbed his hand, reassuringly. Mark, kind of surprised by the gesture, squeezed his hand and smiled.

"So, before I was so rudely interrupted," Angel smiled at Collins, "I wanted, and still do want to know if you have any names for our future children."

"Ange, I really hate to disappoint you, but we don't have the right equipment to have our own children, so we're going to have to adopt and they come pre-named," he said, unsure of his phrasing.

She still kept smiling. "Oh, I know that. But what about using a surrogate? Since Mimi can't, maybe we could ask Maureen!"

"Why can't Mi-" realization crossed his face as he remembered how she hadn't had one drink the entire time they were in Vegas. "Yeah, maybe Mo will." He turned in his seat and towards Maureen. "Hey Maureen, want to have Angel's and my babies?"

Maureen started laughing and replied with a "sure." After she stopped laughing, started thinking seriously about it. She stood up and walked over to her friend, and sat in Angel's unoccupied seat. "Were you serious?"

"Yeah. Angel wants a kid but she wants to name it too." He didn't think Maureen would actually go for it, but she had a caring look on her face.

"So which of you guys would be the father?" she asked.

He shrugged. "I don't know." He saw Angel walk out of the airplane's restroom. "Hey, Angelcake, which of us would be the father?"

Her eyes widened at the sincerity of the question and Maureen's look. "You would, honey. If it's going to have half of Maureen and half of you in it, it's going to be beautiful." She glanced at Collins, and smiled. "Although, I won't allow them to wear a silly beanie all the time. Mo, can I have my seat back please? I'm sure Joann's getting antsy over by herself."

She pecked them each on the cheek and skipped past the few rows of seats to her girlfriend.

Mimi looked around at her friends. She wished she had Mark's camera to capture all the adorable acts of love. Angel had Collins' beanie and was holding it far behind her, making him lean in close to her. Maureen was trying to get Joann to do something Mimi probably didn't want to think about, for fear of horrifying mental images. Then she looked at Mark and Jeff. She almost cried from joy at the sight. With their hands still intertwined, Mark was asleep, his head resting on Jeff's shoulder, while he had his head gently on top of Mark's. It was almost too adorable. She sighed and turned to Roger who was, thankfully, still sleeping. He had a goofy grin on his face. She looked down at her stomach, which had a barely noticeable bump.

"You have no chance at being normal," she whispered.

Then, she snuggled into Roger's shoulder/chest area and soon felt herself drifting.

Sorry for the fluffy filler chapter. I didn't like it, but it was necessary. (shrugs) Please review!