Hello everybody! This oneshot is when America and Maxon has kids. It is also in 3rd person. Thought I would shake it up a little bit. America and Maxon's kids are Charles (Charlie) and Brigitte and Lucas. Marlee and Carter's kids are named Chase and Sky.

Charlie and Brigitte are twins and are 10. Lucas is 8. Chase is 11. Sky is 7.

Lady Kalee- Thank you soo much! I agree with Celeste and the King

princess- Thank you!

The One 5-6-14- I thought of May's age like the day after but i didn't want to change it. Thanks for noticing!

Disclaimer- Lets get to the point. I. DON'T. OWN. IT.

A scream. Then footsteps at a rapid pace. Down the stairs and to the secret doorway that they only knew about. More footsteps followed afterwards. They help their breaths until after they ran past. Laughter.

"Chase! That was a good one!" said Brigitte. "I thought we would be dead by now."

"Me too. What will your dad say when he finds out it was you and I?" Chase asked.

"I am his little princess. He will be gentle. What about when your dad finds out we have been doing this again?" replied Brigitte.

"I don't know. I love pulling them. I will probably have more work in the stables," he said. Brigitte frowned. She didn't like that Chase had to work so much. Chase is her best friend.

"But that means I don't get to see you. I can ask my dad if I can have more horse riding lessons?"

"Yeah. But I will see you in school. So that helps."

"Yeah." There was an awkward silence. It was interrupted by America screaming.

"Brigitte Rose Schreave! Chase Alexander Woodwork! Both of you get out of there right now!" yelled America.

"Crap. She knows our hiding spot." Brigitte and Chase slowly walked out.

"Chase. Your mother is worried sick! And I told her what both of you did. She is in my room. Go." America said forcefully.

"Yes." Chase said as he walked quickly away. Brigitte watched him walk away.

"Mom let me-"

"No Brigitte! I am sick and tired of you fooling around! You are a princess! That little prank almost cost me the education system of the lower castes!" America was steaming. As trying to get rid of the caste system, the first thing is to get the education to people who can't afford it, so they can get higher paying jobs. "Why do you do it Brigitte?"

"Because this palace is boring! There is nothing to do! The only fun I have is with Chase! All you and Dad do is work and Charlie, Lucas, and Sky are always busy!" yelled Brigitte. America was shocked. She kneeled now to Brigitte's height.

"Brigitte, your Father and I love you and your brothers more than anything. I am so sorry that I have been busy. I never knew you felt like that," America said calmly. Brigitte started crying.

"I never get to see you. And it feels like you don't care," Brigitte sobbed. America pulled her into a hug. She rubbed Brigitte's back.

"I am so sorry Brigitte. But hey-" America pulled back. "You will always be my little girl and my little birdie. Okay?" America wiped her tears with her thumbs. Brigitte nodded. America stood up and grasped Brigitte's hand. "So all 5 of you have been pulling the pranks on all of us?"

Brigitte giggled. "Yeah. It was my prank. Chase just helped me. Before it was Lucas and Sky's prank. It is just a way to have fun."

"Well, I have an idea all of you kids can do. What if we all pull a prank, on Dad?" America asked.

"Yes! That would be super fun! But us kids will do all of the planning. You will be the bait." America dropped her jaw.

"What! I can't do any planning? I know everything about your father! Why do I have to be the bait?"

"Mom, have you seen the way Dad looks at you? It is like he can only see you. So that is why you have to be the bait. He can't say no to you," Brigitte said. America nodded.

"I know."

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We are planning the ultimate prank this afternoon? You in? Chase looked to the side at Brigitte. She motion to write back. He wrote and passed it back.

I can't. I have to work in the stables. Brigitte frowned. She quickly passed it as the teacher looked away.

Maybe I can help you. It will be faster. Chase smiled.

Yeah, that would be great. Meet me in the stables after class. He looked at Brigitte and smiled. She looked at him and smiled back.

"Brigitte and Chase! Would you like to read those notes in front of the class?" the teacher said.

"No, Miss Adams," they said. The teacher looked at them one last time and turned back to the lesson.

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"Glad you came to help me," said Chase. He and Brigitte were currently cleaning out the horse stables.

"I don't mind helping you, Chase. You should ask me to help more. I hate being in the palace," replied Brigitte. "So… Do you have any ideas for pranking?"

"Yeah some. I have a list of pranks in my room."

"That's good." Brigitte went over to grab a bushel of hay. Chase ran over to her.

"Here, let me help you." He started to take the bushel.

"No, Chase. I got it." They started fighting over it.

"Brigitte!"

"Chase!" The rope holding the hay together broke. Hay went everywhere. Both of them fell on the ground, laughing.

"You have hay in your hair," laughed Chase.

"So do you!" They started laughing.

"Brigitte! Brigitte where are you?" A voice said from outside.

"Crap! My dad!" Brigitte started picking the hay out of her hair. She wasn't supposed to leave the palace. Chase ran over and helped. Once finish Brigitte ran her hands through Chase's hair. In less than 6 seconds, they were hay-free and Maxon came into the stables.

"There you are Brigitte. You are late. You have tea with the Queen and the prince of England today! Come on, we need to have you change and get to the parlor. Now!" Maxon walked out. Brigitte turned to Chase.

"I'm sorry! I totally forgot! I guess I shou-" Chase kissed her on the cheek.

"Go. I can finish up." Brigitte nodded and started to walk out. Once out of side, she touched her cheek, in the same spot Chase kissed her. She smiled.

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THE NEXT DAY

"Okay, Mom, you know what to do? You need to bring Dad to your bedroom. Got it?" said Charlie.

"Got it. I will go get your father. Get into your places," America replied. Charlie grabbed the blow horn. Lucas hid behind the fan. Chase and Sky were holding a camera and a video recorder. Brigitte lied down on the floor with fake blood. America went and started running to the meeting Maxon was currently in. She burst in.

"Maxon! There is something wrong with Brigitte!" Maxon stood up and ran to America. He grabbed her arms.

"America! What is wrong?"

America started to cry. "I don't know. I saw her on the floor of our bedroom. She was covered in blood." Maxon started to run towards their bedroom. America smiled and started to run after him. Once they got there, Maxon opened the door and only saw Brigitte on the floor. He ran in expecting to get through but ran into glue-covered plastic wrap. He grabbed the plastic wrap and took it off his face.

"What the-" Maxon was interrupted by the loud sound of the blow horn. He walked onto the trip string that set of the fan, sending feathers all over him. The kids and America started laughing.

"What the! America did you set this up!?" yelled Maxon. She couldn't reply because she was laughing so hard. "Oh you think this is funny?" Maxon started to laugh and he took America's hand and pulled her into a big, sticky, feathery hug.

"No Maxon! No! The kids planned it! I was the bait to get you in!" America kept on laughing.

"Dad you should have seen your face!" said Lucas. Sky was laughing so hard that she fell of the bed and landed on Chase. All of the kids fell on the floor laughing. After a few minutes everybody was calm enough to talk. Then America realized something. She was holding Maxon's hand; and was full of glue.

"Crap! Maxon!" She tried to pull her hand away but it was too late. Their hands were glued together.

"Oh no." Everybody started laughing again.

Please review! Tell me what you want! And also, I was possibly thinking that America and Maxon should have another kid. Tell me your thoughts? Yes? No? Boy? Girl? Name?