Electra goes to Vegas. baby 11

" Hurry up!" I yelled, " We're gonna be late!"

" I'm coming, I'm coming!" Shouted Natalie as she ran across the landing

" The plane leaves in 2 hours" I paused to look at my watch " And it takes half an hour to get to the airport!"

At last Natalie appeared at the top of the stairs, with two bright pink suitcases, stuffed to maximum potential.

" We're going to Vegas for the weekend- Not migrating to India."

" You never know what you'll need, better safe then sorry"

" Meh, better sorry than paying the extra $50 fee for extra bagging"

We arrived at the airport. Natalie grabbed my shoulder and tugged. She dragged me to a gap in the people and covered my eyes " I have a surprise for you!" She giggled

" You're not going to push me down a flight of stairs are you?"

There was a pause and I genuinely thought she was. Until she uncovered my eyes...

" Surprise!" Came a wave of voices.
A rainbow! - Wait no, not a rainbow... People.

" OH MY GOD" I gasped with joy. I ran into them for a group hug, almost knocking poor Chloe out who was standing right in the middle. The group all huddled around me and laughed.

" This is going to be so much fun!" Exclaimed Becks

" Can't wait!" Jumped Chloe

" It's gonna be a weekend to remember" Smiled Natalie

" It's like Christmas but with more.... Electra" Laughed Paisley

" Yeh..." Said Skye dully. We all looked at her and raised a brow.

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dum dum deeer Came the over head speakers as we arrived in Vegas the muffled voice of a lady sounding like she said can the old lady please wipe her bottom and come to check out We all laughed and hopped and skipped out of the airport.

" TAXI!" I shouted and waved my hand. 9 pulled up at the same time and all seemed to simultaneously wind down their windows.

" Over here!" One shouted " No here madams!" Came another. We all looked at each other and laughed. We hopped into the largest one available, however it did still mean that Skye had to sit in the footwell.
We all giggled and chatted as we drove, and I may have kicked Skye in the face- once, Ok maybe 4 times.

The hotel was grande and modern. We all huddled into the lift, squashing some middle aged lady that was constantly asking for autographs. Our apartment had 3 rooms, meaning that we would all have to share. Only one of the rooms had a double bed...
We all partnered up by pulling names out of a hat:
Skye and Natalie
Becks and Paisley
Me and Chloe

We all looked at eachother and ran. Nat and Skye was the fastest and managed to bag the biggest room with 2 double beds.
Becks and Paisley had bagged the room at the end of the hall.
Which left me and Chloe, stuck with the king-sized bed in the last room. Her eyes narrowed as she walked into our bedroom.

" Why do I have to share a bed?" She sat down " I like to hog blanket you know?"

" Well, it's a good job I don't sleep with Blanket then isn't it" I walked toward her " Come on-" I grabbed her hand " Let's bounce!" And so we did, we bounced on the bed like there was no tomorrow. The others wondered in

" That looks like fun!" One of them said. And they all began to jump up and down on the bed with us.

" Wee!"

" This bed is awesome!" Somebody shouted as we bounced. Paisley stumbled and Skye instantly grabbed her, with little benefit. They both tumbled to the ground making a large thud we all looked down

" Are you alright!" Worried Chloe

Skye and Paisley laughed hysterically as they rolled off of eachother. I looked at my watch. Almost 7:00pm, time to party!

" Come on guys, get your glad rags on!" And so we did.

The nightclub was busy but we managed to sneak in (We're challenge moms afterall)
We all sat on a bar stool, except Skye, who had to stand.

" Shots!" Called Natalie.
Our faces contorted as the hot-shots ran down our throats. About 6 shots later, we all drifted apart to different parts of the nightclub, drinking and socializing. I decided to drift around also.

I found Skye dancing at a poll, she was hugging and flirting with a pole-dancer. I found Paisley and put my hand on her shoulder.

" Looks like you got replaced by a hoe" I joked.

" What?" Paisley asked " Where'd she get a ho from? There's no gardening shops around here" She looked around.

I sighed and patted her on the shoulder. " It's OK Pais, you'll understand when you're older." (jokes)

I drifted to another part of the nightclub and found Chloe, she was wearing a flower-pot on her head.

" Chloe... Why is there a flower-pot on your head?" I tread carefully.

" It's a new fashion accessory" She wobbled, then grabbed the chest of the odd looking fellow at the side of her " Boon here showed me"

" Boon!?" I laughed as I walked away.

I approached Becks who was outside the nightclub, she was hugging a lampost. " Erm... Becks? What are you doing?"

" Shhh" She whispered. I can't believe she shushed me " Leave me alone with Lampy" And so I did.

Where's Nat? I asked my self, she was nowhere in sight. Then, blackness.


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The next morning my head was pounding. The smell of pancakes filled the room, and I knew it was Skye's morning-after pancakes. I wondered into the kitchen to find Skye dancing on the side with only her nightdress on. It turns out it was Paisley making Pancakes as Skye danced, I sat down.

Chloe walked in with a man, it was Boon. Her eyes widened and she kicked Boon out. Becks appeared next, she had only her undies on.

" What happened last night?" She asked. We all shrugged our hung-over shrugs " Where's my dress?" We shrugged again.

We heard Chloe gasp as she looked out of the window. And we looked outside to where she was gazing. I laughed and almost fell over.

Becks' eyes opened " Oh my"

Her dress, her beautiful dress was on the lamppost, Lampy.

" How'd it get there?" Asked Skye. Becks shrugged.

We heard a feint knocking at the door and we all turned to answer it. Natalie was at the other side, she was wearing just her underwear and she was wearing a ring.

" Where have you been?" I asked as she came in. She didn't answer.

We all got dressed and took our hangover pills, I was sick just as we were supposed to be leaving, which could only mean one thing- baby on the way. Skye told me who it was, it was her Asian hooker friend, oh joy.
The flight was quiet because most of us was still recovering from the night before, I turned to Nat

" What actually happened last night?" I asked her as I pushed Skye's head from my shoulder.

" I got married- to a green guy" We both laughed " I love it in  Vegas"

" Me too"

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The birth of Natasha and Pepper was surprisingly easy, they both just popped out and were ready to sleep as was I.
The letter box clanked, causing me to awake from my slumber.
At that moment the wail of a baby came through the house. I was forced to get up -_-

" Muuuuuum!" Shouted one of the children " Tony is crying!"

" Really?" I mocked " I hadn't noticed"

The nursery door was shut. I could just tell that what was behind it would not be pretty.

Turns out I was wrong.

Tony was standing in his crib- screaming elegantly. When he saw me he became silenced.
I picked him up.

" What's wrong Son?" I asked. I didn't actually care; but I really wanted to see my great work in teaching him to talk

"P-p-poopy" He giggled despite himself

I really regretted asking him that. And so- cruelly disappointed in myself I changed his nappy.

Long after Poppy, Emilia and Charlie had left I heard the door swing open.
Tristan walked in- grabbing me from behind and kissing my neck. He held out a handful of letters and envelopes.

I grabbed the assorted coloured letters from him. All of them with fancy hand-written writing on them
'Electra Danton open on the 27th'
I sighed.

Tristan looked at me " I's your birthday soon?" he looked at me again " Why was I not informed? How old will you be?"

" Sixteen" I giggled. (joking obves)
He held me tighter. Then suddenly let go.

" I need to go-" He said emotionless " Sandra will be home soon"
I wanted him to stay I really did. But he had to go, I wanted him all to myself- I didn't want to share him. I never will. I hate loving a man like that. But despite this I kissed him hard. As if it was the last time I would.

" Bye" I sighed. He smacked my bottom as he left. I giggled and watched him go.

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I needed to find a new father, and fast. So I looked.on the best place possible- Ebay.

4 hours later a large package arrived. I signed for it and I swear I saw it move. I dragged it inside.

" Ouch" Came a muffled cry. I dropped it on the ground. " Be gentle"

I ripped open the brown paper and revealed a face. It was dark, had black eyes and thin purple hair " Aren't you a funny looking bloke" I giggled. I tore open the package and revealed a white sheet over a muscled figure. " Erm..." I pondered " Are you wearing pants?"

He turned red, well, red-ish " N-no" He shook

I nodded " Well, it will speed things up"

His eyes widened, " Wait what? Now?" I nodded. " But, we just met... I need a cup of tea" Too late now, I thought, I need him for the challenge.
I kicked him out approximately an hour later. He never got his tea, but I was sure I did, oh and yes. He still didn't have any pants on. The children got home before I could make that fourth cup of tea. I watched them run upstairs to do their homework, well that's what I liked to think they were doing. Then I decided:

" HOUSE MEETING!" I called upstairs " NOW!"

I went to sit on the sofa and slowly the living room filled with kids. Natasha and Pepper had already been down here, swinging away in their baby chairs. Poppy sat opposite me, Charlie on my knee and Emilia sat on the floor with Tony.

" We don't spend enough time together" I said, so, I decided that we are all going to do something together."

" Cool" Exclaimed charlie " What are we gonna do?"

" Ah, That's the thing... I don't actually know"

Poppy rolled her eyes, " We should have a picnic!" She said

" Excellent" I agreed " Where's the picnic blanket?" I scanned the room.

" C-cute story mum..." I heard Emilia quiver " Tony and I were playing a game... And I burned it"

" You were playing with fire?!"

" We were mimicking that book, how did you know?"

" You-" I looked at Emilia "-Are grounded. You-" I turned to Charlie "- Need to come up with another idea."

" We could just have a big night in..." He smiled. And I smiled back.

That evening was so much fun. And a great way to build up to the aging up.

Poppy became a young lady, her love for art motivated her to join art college, she has a partner who shares her love, they met at class and are now planning to move in together, and maybe having kids.

Emilia grew out of being a tom-boy and in my opinion grew into her features too. She is very good at bike riding and has great taste in music, a trait she OBVIOUSLY inherited from me.

Charlie is a handsome chap, full of life and love, he loves animals and volunteers at a dogs home.

Tony- A child already, my time flies. A charming young fellow with a lot to prove to his older brother Charlie, his role model. He loves to cook that's for sure

Natasha has black hair, and blue eyes. She is very adventurous and loves to explore her surroundings, nothing scares her.

Pepper inherited mostly her fathers features, her hair is a lovely colour, a little random, but lovely all the same. She is a good speaker but a little slow physically.

The bump- is fairly small really. I feel kicks all of the time but really, it is just a small inconvenience, I mean- it's not even big enough to rest tea on. Boo hoo.

Babies 7 and 8 LATE BABY!

I sat my almighty buttock on the sofa. My heavily pregnant belly sticking out like a - wait I can't say that, this is a family post. I sighed as my weight was placed on the sofa. And I came to the decision that becoming a sofa would be a bad idea. It holds people on it's back, without even a thank-you they come and go, it holds me, which even my legs find hard to do.
Thankfully my daughter wondered in to prevent another epiphany. She looked at me for a minute and began to approach, she sat down next to me.

" Mummy?"Poppy said, swaying on her feet.

" Child?" I said lazily

" What happens at school?" She looked down " Fletcher said they make you slaves- and- and- bullies flush your head down the toilet"

I looked at Poppy and shifted my colossal weight sideways to look at her " That doesn't happen" I told her " Your first day will be the best day of your life so far, trust me I'm the- Wait no I lied, I am not that guy."

She looked at me then her eyebrows curved " Bu-But Fletcher said-"

" Yes well Fletcher is going to be the one becoming a slave" I murmured

" What?"

" Nothing."

Poppy stood up, a smile slowly settling upon her face. She span around " How do I look?" She giggled

" Amazing" I grinned, she ran out of the room. She was wearing wellington boots- on her first day. Oh joy. Shortly after the door slammed shut Fletcher swaggered in. He looked at me, and I glared back, in the scariest way possible.

" Errm..." Fletcher wobbled " Are you having some sort of seizure?" I carried on glaring " But seriously mum, are you alright?" realizing it wouldn't work, I gave up.

" Why did you tell Poppy that people would bully her in school?" I shouted

Fletcher giggled to himself " Just a bit of fun mum, harmless"

I glowered " Not for my little Pop it wasn't"

" Jeez mum, take a chill pill"

" That's it, you are grounded!"

" But Muuuuum" He whined

I glared at him " Now" I said purposefully " Rub my feet"

I picked up my cup of tea resting it on my bump. I let go of it and it stayed. I felt Fletcher stop rubbing my feet.

" That is not what it is designed for" he whined at me as if I was a child.

" That''s exactly what you would say" I replied " You don't have one. You are just jealous."
He studied me. And he made the right decision to not continue this argument,he would not win. Nobody ever wins.

Fletcher murmured something.

" What?" I asked

"I said nothing"I gave him the evils and he broke his silence " I need to go to school"
Oh. I thought to myself. Damn school; getting in the way of my foot massage.
Shortly after Fletcher had left for school I decided to get up. This was a bad decision. It took me several minutes to even lift myself. All in all it took a half hour to get to the door. I decided that stairs would be a bad idea at my heavily pregnant state,but I did have to collect Emilia and Charlie from their cots. Decisions,  decisions. And so I wobbled away from the stairs. They would have to wait.
An hour and a half later the stair lift arrived. I got to the bedroom and picked Charlie from the crib. Emilia was already sat on the floor.
I took the two of them to playschool.

I pulled up into the drive to see my front door wide open. I stayed in the car, hoping to god that nobody was going to jump out at me. I puckered up the courage to walk inside.
I stood in the doorway, peering around, there didn't seem to be anything missing. Just as I thought it was safe to enter the house, I felt a hand grab my shoulder

" Hey good lookin'" He said as he swung me around.

I leaned in closer to place my lips onto his " Tristan, nice to see you" I said between kisses " Your wife out?"

He laughed into my mouth " Yeh, working late"

I held him tighter. " We should-" I gasped " Shut the- door"

" Oh yeh" He kicked the door and it shut obediently. He slid his hand up my top and tried to undo my bra

" Tristan" I breathed. But he slammed me against the wall, our lips still squashed together, my bra went falling to the ground as he and I stumbled into the bedroom.
2 minutes later we were sat on the bed.

" That-" He pointed to my bump " Is getting in the way"

I sighed " Yeh, sorry about that"

He turned to look at me " I'm thirsty"

" I suppose you want me to make you coffee then" I said as I lifted myself from the bed. He nodded.

I wobbled to the kitchen, every step putting more strain on my back. The kettle rumbled and it seemed like the whole house shook, picking up the cup and the coffee in one hand. Man I was cool.
A sudden pain hit me: Causing me to drop the cup. It fell to pieces.

It was time.

Tristan came running in. " W-w-what happened?" He came in closer " Whats going on?"

I screamed

" Darn" Was all he said

He screamed at me as I doubled over in pain. Pushing down on my bump " Not here" I whimpered " Not now"

He  stood and screamed. More so than me. At that moment, Poppy and Fletcher wondered in. They were arguing, not for much longer than seeing me. Fletcher stood stunned.

" Who is that man?" Asked Poppy

I panted. A bead of sweat rolling down my face. I hated her questions " The post man" Was the first thing to drift through my mind

Her eyebrow raised " He's in his Pj's"

" New uniform" I said quickly. I could tell from her expression she didn't believe me. But hopefully she wouldn't think any more of it.

It wasn't long before I got fed up of Tristan 'the postman's' Wailing so I kicked him out.
Fletcher had called a midwife- even after me insisting I didn't need one.

The man that delivered my babies was a dopey looking fellow. Big ears, slight overbite and magnificent cheek bones.
I placed the new boy Into the cribs, the midwife (or is it husband?) Standing at the door, waiting for me to dismiss him.
Instead I dragged him into the bedroom and tumbled on top of him. the look on his face was priceless.

" M-m-mam" He quivered " You have just given birth- I don't think it's safe- Or legal"

" Shut up so that I can get this over with and age-up the kids" I looked at my invisible watch " I'm on a tight schedule  I am a challenge mother afterall"

After midwife/ husband had stumbled out I aged up the kiddies.

Fletcher turned into a ravishing young man, he recently dumped his girlfriend, although I have no doubt that they will get back together- they always do. He is now a professional American Football player, and is touring the world and competing

Poppy- my little angel has becoming a delightful teen, she is gifted in singing and painting, she says when she's finished with school she'll become an artist. My little girl! I feel so proud

Emilia is much more athletic than her brother. They are constantly competing in everything. He has some features her father has and is the most Asian looking out of the twins

Charlie is so very well behaved. A good looking genius, he is really good with mathematics and I am pretty sure he wants to become a rocket scientist.

Tony is unique- really smart. I haven't had long enough to get to know him properly...

(thankyou Becks for the pose!)

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