"I'll fry ya up some tasty treats in a bit," she promised. "Monkey's got a cravin' for something sweet and fried. I think I saw some oreos," she grinned. "Just batter em up and the fry the shit outta them suckers," she smiled contentedly.

It made her smile to hear Hunter refer to Monkey as their baby boy. She was right, he was theirs and no one elses, no one had the right to fuck with him. "Bustin' heads and breakin' hearts," she smiled.

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"Baby, y'all are speakin' my language now," Hunter grinned widely. "I always got a damn cravin' for something sweet and fried! I'm goin' out and buyin' some damn Mars bars," she insisted.

Still grinning back, she leaned over and brushed her nose against Michi's briefly. "Jus' like the old man here, right?" she chuckled.

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"Oh hell yes," she said. "I never had good, fried food 'til I met you baby," she pressed a little kiss to Hunter's temple. "Now I'm hankerin' for treats," she giggled.

"So long as he doesn't end up knockin' up a girl before the time's right," she laughed. Sure it was her very own situation but she wouldn't want it for anyone else.

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"I am a real.. what's the damn word, some French shit, uhh.. a real connoisseur of the fried foods. Not to mention the grill," Hunter replied, relaxing back more comfortably, stretching herself out a bit.

"No way," she assured the younger girl, her face going suddenly serious. "Two wrongs don't make no right, jus' cause we went through it don't give him no get out of jail free card."

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"Oh hell yeah, a connoisseur of fried food and beer," Michi teased. "I adore you my pit master," she grinned.

"Exactly. We're gonna bring him up right though. He'll know better," she smiled contentedly, closing her eyes. "Both our boys will know better. Monkey and Yor."

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"There ain't nobody y'all know who can grill like I grill," she grinned back happily, "I'm basically a class act.. at least in the south, right?"

Smiling a bit, she pressed her lips briefly to the other girl's forehead as she closed her eyes. "Both of 'em.. y'think Yori still wants to play Quodpot? We'll have to teach 'em the moves."

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"Hell fuckin' yeah. And don't no place else matter," she grinned. "You're better'n some health nut Yank," she poked the other girl in the side gently. At Hunter's kiss, she closed her eyes contentedly.

"Yeah he does," Michi nodded. "He wrote me a little note the other day, left it under my door 'fore he went back to New Orleans for Christmas," she didn't dare say home, it wasn't any home to her anyways. "He was talkin' bout how he wanted to play with us sometime and start practicin' fer house teams. He wants to be the Roanoke captain jus' like you was," she grinned.

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"I'm better than any Yank!" Hunter replied firmly, laughing. "I still can't believe Mack is hookin' up with one, sullying our good southern roots.. guess she came up from that way 'fore she came to Texas though. Can't fight where ya were born. She just wanted a borin' northern girl.. not for me, lemme tell ya!"

When Michi told her about Yori, the older girl's face lit up a little, a proud smirk quickly covering her face. "Oh yeah? Well then, we definitely gotta teach 'em! I'll show 'em how to do a good feint, 'cause y'know Mack won't be able to teach 'em.. don't know up from down, that girl."

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"That's true, can't help be born where you is born but ya can adapt to yer new environment like Mack did. She's a Southern girl through and through now," she grinned. "I think Mack is makin' a special exception for this one," she grinned. "They're real sweet together, don't go tellin' her I said nothin' though. But personally... my tastes lay in the South."

"We should! I bet I can steal him away for a few days when we get back on campus," she nodded. "Sneak in a few play dates. I'm gonna make him wear a damn helmet though," she laughed. "I can't be lettin' my lil' man up on a broom with you two maniacs without a helmet," she giggled.

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