Cora, Charlotte, Calista:2
Cassidy, Caroline, : 15
Andrea: 26
Miranda: 43
A/N: OKAY! I'm so so sorry! But I realized that people thought Miranda was pregnant because of how I worded it, but she's not! It's Andrea!
"Happy birthday!" Nigel yelled into the house, throwing open the door with a laugh, "Where are my birthday girls?" Just then three little girls came tottering down the hall, each with long brown curls and the biggest doe eyes you've ever seen. "Ni Ni!" They chorused three matching megawatt smiles adorning their faces. "Hello my darlings!" He cooed, gathering all three of them into his arms.
"Nigel." Miranda smiled softly, rounding the corner, a soft look in her eye as she looked down at her daughters, "I'm so glad you made it." She chuckled as Charlotte, the instigator, started to try to lick Nigel, his biggest fear, he quickly let them all go, and stood to his full height, "She's just like you, I see." Miranda snorted, "Babies, go find Caroline, she has the puppies!" The girls clapped excitedly and raced off.
"I see that Caroline and Cassidy also roped you into getting the girls a dog?" He rubs his head, making sure there is no 'Mini Andrea' saliva on his head, before pulling the older woman into a side hug and kissing her cheek.
"No. no my old friend, not a puppy, a puppy… Each, We are the new owners of three tiny yapping dogs, I'm not even sure what kind. Andrea's doing, I'm sure, since I'm allergic to cats, she's going to get the smallest dogs, if you can call them that, into my home." She huffed, and pulled Nigel into the kitchen, "Emily and John, and their children are out back, as is Serena and her husband, what's his name… I thought Douglas was coming with you?" She asked, obvious worry in her voice.
"Yes, my Doug, he had a meeting, I swear, he'll be here in about half an hour." Nigel had that 'faraway' look in his eyes, the same one Miranda had, anytime she talked about her love.
"Good, good, Andrea's sister is here as well, and her children, plus their mother and father, and the twins, clearly…" She trailed off, pushing her signature coif out of her eyes, "Andrea… is hiding." She huffed, "No one but you and the twins know yet, she's very nervous, it took almost a year the last time, so it wasn't supposed to work this quickly, I don't think she wanted it to work this quickly." She sighed again.
"MAMA!" Callista yelled, running through the house, she was wearing a frilly purple tutu with an equally purple t-shirt, all made by Donatella of course, and her bangs were swept up to the side with a shiny purple heart clip. Tiny silver sparkly shoes tapped on the floor as she ran over to Miranda, her eyes were filled with tears. "Mama, mama, mama!" She whimpered, "Charlie hit me! She said purple was a baby color!"
Callista was truly Andrea, she was amazingly well spoken for a new two year old, it was incredible really, she was already starting to read, but along with that came her insanely sensitive side, once, she dropped a tiny sand crab in the water, while they were at their beach house and spent an hour sobbing in Miranda's arms.
Charlotte on the other hand, was Miranda, tenfold, dressed head to toe, in a matching outfit, in blue, but she was easily annoyed. She knew already, with her silent matter, knew how to cut someone down, she was loving and sweet, of course, but she wasn't as open with it as her two sisters.
"Mama!" She heard another voice call as Cora skipped in, a fine mix of the two women, dressed all in pink. "Mama, Charlie's bein' mean" She struggled out. Cora had a bit of a stutter when she got excited, which then would make her angry, but she was a snuggler, a kisser, and the peacemaker, that is how she was Andrea. But she was also quiet, an artist, amazing eye for color and design, and that is how she was Miranda.
"Yes, yes, my angel I know. Go find your sissies, take my dear heart with you." She kissed Callie's cheek and smoothed down her hair, "Uncle Nigel will go with you, alright, my angel?" She nods and grabs Callie's hand, and yanks her down the hall and out the back door to the party.
Miranda stood again, sighing deeply, "My goodness, Nigel, these babies need their mommy, and I need my wife, can you go check on everyone?" Nigel nodded and with a kiss to her forehead, he slipped out the back door.
"Andrea?" Miranda knocked on the door, a worried expression on her face, as she tried to open the door and it was locked. "My darling…." She sighed again, the editor seemed to be doing quite a bit of that today, "OPen the door." The sound of a slight sob alarmed the older woman further as she heard the locking mechanism on the door turn. Pushing the door open Miranda smiled as she saw her wife.
Andrea was sitting on the lounge at the foot of their California king sized bed. There were pictures spread across her lap and the lounge. "Andrea…" The editor sighed, walking closer, looking down at her wife, "You look so beautiful…" She cooed as the young woman looked up with tears in her eyes, chewing on her bottom lip, "My darling, will you tell me what's the issue?" She dropped down to her knees, she was glad she chose to wear a pair of light grey slacks and a silk navy button down, easier to kneel and bend than a dress.
"M-my babies!" She wailed, she hadn't meant to get into all of this today, but while she was reaching for the presents that were on the top shelf, she knocked over a hat box filled with pictures of the triplets, the twins had many of their own boxes throughout many closets of the home.
Mascara was running down her pale cheeks, her big brown eyes turned to muddy puddles. "They're too big! They're going to leave me! They won't understand when we tell them!" And as Miranda carefully pulled her younger, more fragile wife onto the floor in her arms. "Sweet, sweet love." Miranda cooed as she kissed across the girl's face. "They love you, I love you… The twins love you, everyone here, at Runway, and at the New York Times.. Hunny, they all completely adore you." Andrea nods softly, kissing Miranda's neck and face. "I'm sorry, I'm so so sorry, I love you Mira, thank you so so much for loving me."
The white haired woman chuckled, "As if I had a choice, my darling, you completely ensnared me from the moment I saw those big brown eyes, and that gorgeous smile. When I ran my fingers through your thick hair and felt you hug me, breast-to-breast, you completely captured me, my love." She cooed, "Now, let's fix your makeup, and go down to our loving family, hmm?" She caressed Andrea's cheek, cupping her chin and bringing those doe eyes to look into hers. "Yes Miranda." Andy dissolved into giggles.
"Cassie!" Callista giggled as her older sister spun her around, there was pretty princess music playing. The triplets birthday party looked like a scene from a movie, pink, blue, and purple tulle was draped over everything, the trees and the gazebo. There was a four tiered raspberry cake with vanilla frosting, pink roses, and violets, and bunches of blue bells all over it. There were cupcakes and bowls of candy. Juice boxes, soda, bottled water, and a bartender for the adults. Two bounce houses and a brand new two story child-sized play house, with running water, and electricity. It was beautiful.
"Hi everybody." Andy giggled softly,as she walked onto the deck, her parents were talking with Caroline, probably about her desire to go into theater, Miranda had once tried to talk her out of it, it was an unpredictable career, and while both Miranda and Andrea made amazing money, she didn't want any of her daughters to be totally dependent. But this last fall, they had gone to Dalton's musical, Caroline was Belle in Beauty and the Beast. Miranda never said anything again.
Cassidy was braiding Lula's hair, Emily's oldest, while Doug were being pulled across the backyard by Jess and Riley, Emily and Serena's boys, respectively. Serena, her husband Brad and Andrea's sister, Jillian with her infant son, and Nigel were all standing on the side of the deck, sipping their drinks and laughing at some joke. The girls were lying on their backs, in the middle of the yard, their heads together, and their bodies splayed out like a starburst, there was a mountain of presents next to them, and the two women could tell they were dying to rip them open.
Everyone looked over, gasping as they saw the way Miranda was protectively standing behind Andrea, holding her stomach, and the way her sunshine yellow sundress was pulled taut across the young woman's middle, there was no way to hide it.
"I'm pregnant!"