I'm back with a new chapter. Yeah! Most of you liked the last one… although some of you said it was the worst chapter of the both Baby Crazy and A Better Childhood. So thanks.

Anyways, here we go with a much less over dramatic chapter...

Two:

Fang's POV!

Sky; anyone have a guess as to what her first word was? Those who say mom: wrong. Mom came in 3rd. Dad: wrong as well. 2nd by a day or two. (But still, it beat mom…) So what was her first word?

Die; you read correct. Die. Most children under a year old don't witness a suicide first hand. Then again, not many children grow up in a cage either. Yeah, we're not the average family. Not by a long shot. But still, we're making the best of it.

So back to her first word… shortly after Brigid's funeral (which Dr. Martinez forced us to go to) Sky began to say it nonstop. Think of it as her version of no. For some kids, as soon as they learn the word no, they say it all the time.

Example; Me: Say hi to Uncle Iggy. Sky: Die. Example numeral dos; Max: Time for a nap. Sky: *Dramatic pause* Die. See what I mean? Then, when she learned to say dad and mom, she would combine the two. "Die Momma." or "Daddy die." Of course she never meant it hurtfully, she never wished us dead, but still. I would rather her say no all of time.

Star on the other hand didn't say her first word until we taught them how to walk. Max and I both knew that she was capable of talking, but she never really said a word aloud until then. Sometimes if she fell asleep in, her stroller for example, she would mumble half words. "Mu," and "De" but never the full word.

So the day she finally began to speak, she was quite the talker. Maybe Nudge had some powerful influence on her then…

Max's POV

I'll never forget the first time Star began to talk. (Sky either, but you get the point)

~Flashback~

(AN: What is with me and having Max have flashbacks? Those of you who read New Lovers know what I'm talking about. P.S, I skipped from 6 months old to almost a year, just F.Y.I)

At 10 months old, Fang and I both agreed that it was time to teach the girls how to walk. Unfortunately, Fang had to work on that day in particular, but I could handle it by myself.

After many failed attempts at getting Star to talk, or even cooperate half the time, I decided it was best to teach Sky first. Why deal with the stubborn twin, when I can get the less frustrating one out of the way? Anyways, Sky started walking a few steps without problem. I scooted back a little farther, and she didn't have a problem walking the distance to me.

When she reached me from across the room, I picked her up and complimented her fast learning skills. Star obviously got a little jealous, because she stood, using the couch to keep her up, and started to cry. (Dramatically, I might add. You have thought that she was under attack.)

I was beat, Sky was beat, and Star was obviously tired as well. So I sat Sky down and started to clean up the small mess of toys in the living room. Star was still crying, and Sky was already half asleep.

Seeing as neither girl can sleep without their 'binky' (pacifier), I jokingly told Star that she should get her's out of the diaper bag on the ground. I didn't think that she would really get it. But I was wrong. Her face brightened, and she literally exclaimed,

"I get it!" Before I knew it, she was walking over to the diaper bag.

"I god it!" She said in triumph as she pulled out her white 'binky'. My mouth fell open. I was speechless.

"Mommy, nappy," She reached my feet and plopped down in front of them. She was really proud of herself. I was proud of her as well.

After their nap, they both practiced walking and talking a little more. Believe me when I say that Star was just chattering away. She was speaking better than Sky, and Sky had been talking for 4 months before hand. Truly amazing. But of course, I wished Fang was there to see it.

Speaking of my beloved husband, boy was he in for a surprise when he got home.

He came in just when I was playing with Star. Sky was zoned in on the television. Star and I stopped mid-game, and I whispered to her,

"Go show daddy what you learned." She did as asked, and excitedly ran to her father, who leaning in the doorway. His eyes widened a little when he saw her streaking toward him, but the gesture was gone in a flash. Oh well.

She stopped right at his feet, threw up her arms, and yelled,

"Daddy! Up, daddy!" Then, he was truly shocked. So shocked, he didn't hide it. That's big.

He picked up his daughter, just when Sky finally turned her eyes away from the TV. She looked at her dad, and her whole face lit up.

"Daddy home!" She looked at me. I nodded, and she slowly walked to him. He smiled, and scooped Sky up as well.

"I don't believe it." He said breathlessly. It looked like the sun was shining down on them; they were all three smiling so brightly. I was almost blinded.

"Well, it's true. Star was jealous of Sky, and started to walk."

"And then to talk?"

"Exactly,"

"What was her first word?" He asked, kissing Star's head, then Sky's.

It took me a minute to remember, then, "I,"

"I?"

"Yep, oh, and mommy came up first." I added happily. Sky may have said daddy first, but Star evened the playing field.

"Whatever. We're tied. If we have another kid, they'll decide who really reigns supreme." He chuckled and set his daughters down.

I turned away and smiled to myself. He was open to having another child.

~End flashback~

Ohhh, is that an evil cliffy I see? I'll try to update this weekend, but no guaranties. I'm pretty sure I know what most of you are thinking, but I guess you'll have to review before I can find out. So go on, get to reviewing.

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