CHAPTER FOURTEEN: Let’s Play House

"Mommy, can you pass the salt please?"

"Good God, stop calling me that Porter!"

"Why not? We’re just playing. Get on with the program Kennard."

"This is stupid. No, thank you."

"Do you prefer I call you my love instead?"

"Fuck no!"

"Aww.. now look what you’ve done! Our innocent little girl is sad because her mommy is being mean!"

"Oh.. uhm.. sorry Brit.. no.. no.. don’t cry.."

"Don’t cry honey.. mommy is just feeling a little touchy because her period’s coming soon.."

"Shut up! Oh.. not you Brit.. I was talking to Porter.. I’m sorry.. please don’t cry.."

"Look Brit.. I have a hundred dollar bill for you! You want it right? I’ll give it to you if you stop.."

"Bribery? Seriously Porter?"

"See? You’ve got spare change and mommy’s smiling now.. s-m-i-l-e Kennard.."

"S-h-u-t u-p Porter."

"Good.. see? No more tears!"

"Great."

"So mommy?"

"What?!"

"Can you pass the salt please?"

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"Do you want another brother or sister kids?" Bette smiled as she looked at her fake children. They were crammed inside their little pink house with barely no space to move at all.

"Yes!" The two shouted in unison. "I want a baby sister!" Brittany screamed. "No, I want a baby brother!" Jason countered.

"We can always try for twins and have both!" Bette leaned forward and ruffled the children’s hairs. "Mommy and I are going to work on it later." She winked.

"Yay!!" The kids clapped.

"Oh suck it up Kennard. It’s just a game." Bette whispered when she saw the death glare that Tina was shooting at her.

"Shut up Porter!" Tina hissed under her breath and tugged at her apron. It was frilly, gaudy and downright ugly. But her "daughter" wanted her to wear it so here she was.

"Just be thankful that they didn’t make the two of us siblings or cousins.." Bette shrugged, loosening up her suffocating neck tie – the one that a sadistic Tina had too much fun helping her put on.

"And why not?" Tina raised an eyebrow.