REESA'S DRABBLES

Cris was not pleased. And at the same time she was ecstatic. Which made no sense! None at all! She knew, logically, it was only really possible to be one or the other but she couldn’t seem to help herself. She was just…ugh none of this made sense! She scowled and left the apartment, the one that was too small for the certain news that had just come into her life, with a huff and no explaination.

The man she shared the apartment with was left to scramble after her, calling after her. She decided that she was ignoring him. He had to be used to it by now, how long had they been together after all? Poor Justin. No. Not poor Justin. This was all his fault. And she scowled at him over his shoulder with that thought, not a word being said, and kept stomping out of the place they shared, down the stairs, and out the building they lived in. He could keep up. Or not. She didn’t care!

Or she did.

But not right now!

She huffed and walked until she had made it down the block and was banging on the door of a house. Loudly. She kicked it too for good measure until it opened as she was drawing her foot back once more. Seeing who exactly was at the door, she hastily lowered her foot. “Auntie Cris!” after all, was the exuberant greeting she got from the little five year old. She tried to paste on a smile. The little brunette was one of Cris’s favorite little people, but she was not in the mood. ”Is Mommy home, Loon?” she asked the little one.

”In here!” was the call from the kitchen and, with a relieved sigh because Justin was catching up, she slipped past the little girl and escaped towards the smell of brownies. And the sounds of Justin being caught up by their “niece” and thus he couldn’t keep following her.

Good.

Apparently Raea, the smart one out of the group and the one that Cris was running to, had caught sight of the look on her face, because she shoved one of the brownies that Cris had been smelling into her hands. Cris paused a moment and, never one to refuse chocolate, took an angry bite. ”Shit, hot” she grumbled, pausing.

”They just came out of the oven” came the laughing reply along with a warm smile from the other woman. Cris looked over at her and tried to keep up the frown, it lasted for a moment before she relented…and then the frown was back. Raea, so happy and well adjusted. Cris, so angry and so not. ”So what has you looking like that today?”

”Looking like what” Cris mumbled around another bite of brownie, though they both knew just what she meant, with that look. Raea just waited patiently til Cris relented. ”I’m going to kill him”

And Raea just laughed. Which made Cris glare but, as a testament to how long they had been friends, the other woman didn’t even blink, it didn’t phase her. Cris scowled. ”Why now” came the laughing question.

Cris just shook her head and then looked out the wnindow. She sighed, suddenly drained of anger and instead listening to Justin play around with Luna with a little smile. Shit. She was moody. Already. She frowned suddenly and kicked the floor. ”No fucking reason” came the growl.

Raea just shook her head again and went back to putting away the brownies she had obviously just baked with Luna. ”Really? I mean usually you’re a bit of a grump but not without reason” she said, laughing a little, the growling of her old friend never really made her too worried, the other woman was not all bark and no bite, but she was when it came to her friends. She knew she could tease and Cris wouldn’t react badly.

”I can have no reason if I want to. Maybe he just deserves it” she grumbled, slightly uncomfortable. And slightly quiet and shy. Jeez where were the mood swings coming from? ”It’s all his fault!”

You know you can tell me, you did march all the way over here so I have to assume part of you figures that you know you can tell me” she said, still oddly amused as she tidyed up her kitchen out of the way of Cris’s now pacing form.

And then suddenly she paused and threw her hands up into the air. ”I never…I mean…it should be impossible! I’m dead!” she said. She was so confused. They were both dead, this shouldn’t be able to happen.

”You’re crimson, not dead” came the automatic chiding reply. Raea shook her head and continued her cleaning. You sound a lot like me when I was pr…” and then she paused, and looked over at Cris. ”Cris…are you pregnant?!” came the voice of her little sister, saying the words Cris would not admit to. Cris paused and then scowled.

”I refuse to be!” she yelled right on back. Nope. Not possible. Not at all. How had she known? Fuck she didn’t want ot be. Why was this happening to her? It wasn’t fair.

Raea shook her head. ”You can’t refuse to be.”

”Watch me” she growled. And then she whirled towards the other room, where jUstin was. ”Blind Boy I’m going to kill you!” she called.

And then suddenly he was there. The first time she had actually looked at him since she had found out why she was so moody, why things had stopped, why she felt so strange. She had been refusing to before. Now just looking at his face, it made her pause.

”What’d I do this time?” he asked, with a smile, and that easy going way of his. He had to be easy going, he had dealt with her this long.

”Cris, tell him” came Raea’s voice behind her when she would have just backed out and ran away.

She faltered. How did she say it? How did she tell him what was going on? She couldn’t’ just…say it. Or she could but wasn’t that...? oh she didn’t know. And now she was just standing here like an idiot!

She pointed to her stomach, in a moment of panic. ”Tiny life”

Was all she said.

Was all she could think to say.

He paused, obviously trying to figure out what she meant. But she saw it when it dawned on him. Saw the joy on his features when he realized what she meant and, despite herself, a smile bloomed for her too. Part of the worry, the worry she hadn’t realized, was that he wouldn’t want it. And to see him so happy, it was hard not to smile.

A shriek left her lips when he was across the floor in seconds, scooping her up in his arms and spinning about, and then his lips were on hers and she couldn’t help but laugh.

She was still going to kill him.

But it could wait til later.