I know y'all will probably all murder me for not updating in 2 weeks, but I promise it'll be worth it. I've been writing a new story and I put the first chapter up a couple of days ago. Tho there's still an issue. I know what will happen next in the story, but I do no have enough for This whole chapter to be written. So I am writing y'all what I'm calling a Chipter. It's only a chip of the size of a real chapter, but it still has a juicy storyline. Yes there will be a chapter on Friday, but there will only be a chipter today. It will be short, and it will have a cliffhanger. But there will be an extra long chapter on Friday. Sorry for the delay.
Enjoy the chipter...
8 months later...
"Ugh!" I screamed out in frustration.
"What?!" A very tired Maxon yelled, rushing into the room and looking around frantically. "What's going on?! Is the baby coming!!!"
"My toe nail polish is chipped," I pouted. "And I can't even see my toes none the less paint them."
He seemed to sigh in relief and frustration at the same time. "I could paint them?"
He had a look of confusion on his face mixed in with reluctance. I might be pregnant but I'm not stupid. Or evil.
"No you'd probably just mess them up," I said crossing my arms. I wasn't going to admit that I was only trying to be nice.
I hoisted myself up using the bedside table and waddled over to my white shelf that I had lined with nail polish colors. I had a dot with the shade color under neath each bottle. I selected a shade I named selection blue because it's the same color as the dang dress Maxon loves me in.
Suddenly a sharp pain shot through my side and the bottle slipped from between my fingers. Liquid trickled down my leg and I cried out.
"Maxon! The babies are coming!"
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Maxerica: Rebellious
FanfictionI am a total Maxerica shipper so read the whole thing before giving up one me. Queen Amberlys first miscarriage never happened. Leaving Maxon with an older brother to become king and have a selection. America is chosen for the selection, but Ameri...
