-I would imagine they're about 16-17 ish here definitely in high school.
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"EcHo!"
"that's the stupidest name I've ever heard." Damian's crude voice made Anya's face crinkle in distaste.
"I think it's cute. Sy-on." Anya retorted, she rolled her eyes her hand darted out and grabbed the paper from Damian's outstretched hands. A smirk danced on her lips the more she read, she opened her mouth to spit a remark at him when he cut her off.
"Give me the paper back, I'll read the assignment you will definitely do it wrong."
Anya scoffed, "I am capable of reading a simple paragraph. So you should at least let me help, this is a group project idiot."
Damian raised his eye brow but didn't respond instead he read the instructions out loud. From what Anya could tell he changed the instructions to simple terms so she would have a clearer understanding of what the assignment detailed.
"Since you already read the first portion you already know that our child is a girl. So I'll explain how the project works." He started he glanced at her before turning back to the paper i his hands. A smile on his face as he thought about the project in front of him.
"Flip a coin. Heads is the dominant trait, while Tails is the recessive trait. You and your partner will go through your own genetics and mark which ones would be dominate and which ones would be recessive. The results will detail what your child would look like with your respective partner. Your project will be graded in two parts. One being the genetics that create the child, and the second part being how well you manage to care for the doll that will be give out."
Anya couldn't tell what annoyed her more, the fact that Damian was being thoughtful and she was enjoying it. Or the fact that he only saw her as some stupid girl that couldn't even understand basic directions.
"Yeah yeah. I got that much after I started reading the paper. I would've understood it better if some jerk didn't take the paper before I finished reading it." Anya tried to sound sarcastic but her tone held more hurt then anything as she glared down at her desk.
Damian winced as the pain in his chest spread, 'Stupid Stupid why couldn't you just let her hold onto the paper! It wouldn't have killed me..' Damian reprehended himself in his mind as he tried to think of words to say to her.
Anya felt a small smile work it's way onto her face from his thoughts, even after all this time Damian was still the same.
Damian gave her a weird look when he noticed her perking right back up, he gave a sigh of relief as she returned to her normal self.
"Since you got to read the instructions and you want to chose the babies name. Then the least you could do is let me give the baby my last name." She asserted a smirk placed square on her face. With that being said she turned to hold Damian's gaze daring him to object her statement.
"No. Absolutely not. She's a Desmond through and through." He immediately shot her down.
"Her last name is going to be Forger!!! Not stupid Desmond!" Anya spat through gritted teeth.
"As if she would ever be a Forger. She would be a Desmond." Damian quickly retorted as their argument got more and more intense.
Anya's face scrunched up as she grew more and more annoyed.
"Our daughter will take my last name! And so will you Damian Forger!!!"
Damian froze a blush made its way across his face, he sucked in a deep breath and buried his face in his hands.
"Y-you can't just say things like that idiot."
"You didn't deny it! Therefore I win and Echo's last name will be Forger!!! HAHAHA LOSER!" Anya cheered as she twirled doing a victory dance.
"Mrs Forger. This is a school project please don't take this so seriously, the last name of your pretend child doesn't matter." The teacher sighed she had seen the whole ordeal but she couldn't help but want to see how it would play out.
"Now class remember to flip your coin for your dominate and recessive genes. Once you're done please pass the paper to the front realistic babies will be passed out tomorrow based off of the genetics you present. This will be more than half of your grade so make sure you take good care of the baby with your assigned partner."
Anya glared at Damian, "why did you have to be my partner?! I wanted to work with Becky."
She pouted resting her head on her hand as she stared longingly at the back of Becky's head. "We would've had a super cute baby."
Damian clenched his jaw a flare of jealousy washed over him, "go be her partner then. It's not like I care. I don't want a stupid shrimpy girl as my partner anyway."
Anya stared at him with an unblinking look, she opened her mouth to say something but closed it once again. Although she was the one to originally complain she wasn't sure why her chest ached at Damian's words. A part of her wanted desperately to confront him to ask if he really meant it and the other part of her begged to read his mind.
Anya frowned and pushed the thought of reading his mind away. She hated it. She hated being able to read peoples minds. So once she was able to control her ability she only read it when she had to or if she unconsciously did it.
"Just start already I'm over this stupid project. I'm over talking to you Stinky Sy-on boy."
Damian gave her an apologetic look before he grabbed his pencil to start the assignment.
"here you flip the coin, I'll write down who's genes win." He gave Anya a sideways glance to make sure she was paying attention to what he was saying before he continued, "Will our kid have brown or pink hair?"
Anya's attention drifted to the coin as she played with it, Damian smiled to himself as he watched her gleefully flip the coin.
"HEADS!" Anya got excited and turned to meet Damian's gaze, "does she have pink hair like me!!??"
Damian felt the smile on his face grow as he showed Anya the results gleefully, "she has my superior brown hair. Sucks to suck."
Anya whined loudly as she fell off her chair in disappoint. After sulking for a minute she stood back up and grabbed the coin only to mutter under her breath her curses, "hopefully she doesn't get your terrible personality."
Damian chuckled to himself, he was enjoying this project a little more than he should have been.
"Tails."
"Anya she has your green eyes. Are you happy now?" Damian's soft voice made Anya's head snap in his direction.
"REALLY?!? she's gonna be the cutest thing ever and she'll have my eyes! Sucks to suck Sy-on." Anya happily sung in her sweet sing song voice, she then stuck her tongue out in Damian's direction in a playful manor.
Damian felt his smile grow even wider and before he could stop himself his stupid mouth opened,
"if she looks anything like you she'll be beautiful."
Damian's eyes widened in shock, his face erupted into a new shade of red, his eyes darted frantically to come up with an excuse or a retort to mock her but he came up with nothing.
Anya felt a pink dust her cheeks lightly she grabbed her hair and used it to hide her face slightly, she couldn't believe Damian had said that out loud. Normally he only ever thinks like that in his head, he never says it out loud. The more she thought about it the brighter her cheeks burned.
"H-heads, ahha whats she got now? Hopefully she didn't get your big head or your ego." Anya joked to try to break the intense atmosphere surrounding them.
Damian swallowed loudly to cover up his growing embarrassment, he licked his dry lips. "S-she has my height"
He cleared his throat loudly and turned to shyly look at her.
"Oh wow she's gonna be tall.." Anya mumbled still avoiding Damian's onlooking gaze.
"Flip again for the last part. This is for her facial features." His voice was quiet and held uncertainty.
Anya nodded, her fingers played with the coins smooth surface before she brought herself to flip it. "It's heads."
"Looks like my genes are superior Forger. She's pretty much a carbon copy of me." Damian joked hoping Anya would tease him back and end the awkward silence that was surrounding them like a thick fog.
Anya whined loudly, "this ain't fair you rigged it somehow!"
"Maybe. I wonder what kinda personality she'll have." Damian's gaze was tender a glint of an unknown emotion passed through his eyes. Anya held her breath when his thoughts unconsciously passed through her head.
'With her personality I know she'll be more than ok being a Desmond.' In his thoughts Anya saw a hand being held tenderly. The closer she looked the more she realized it was the cave her and Damian had been stuck in once upon a time during a camping trip. They had gotten lost and found refuge in a cave. The memory was so warm it melted Anya down to her very core.
"N-name..." Anya but her lip and turned to Damian a bright smile on her face, "what did you want to name her?"
"Dawn. Dawn Desmond." When Damian looked back up at her Anya saw a bright warm light behind the two small kids hiding in a cave holding hands for dear life. The warm hand that ghosted over her own, even she could recall that fond memory but not to the same extreme details Damian had. It felt like she was there all over again in that dimly lit cave clinging to his hand as they waited for the storm to go away.
"Dawn Desmond." Anya gave him a fond smile, she couldn't help but to look forward to the future whatever the world had in store for her.
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