Post by phoenix10 on Apr 13, 2021 18:39:02 GMT -6
That awkward ending to an otherwise wonderful date really got her tossing and turning in bed.
She actually did her best to avoid Jean. Sneaking out to her bodega at 7 in the morning, making sure Jean was none the wiser.
When her shift came to an end, Emma was at her door, nervous and flustered at the idea of seeing Jean.
... But then she saw her daughters in her living room and nothing else mattered.
"Mijas!" Emma gushes. She hadn't seen her kids in months, her mommy mode went on full gear as she waddled in a huff, her flabby body jiggling around like jello, grabbing the nearest triplet, Phoebe, her flab engulfing the young woman, her lips planting kiss after kiss from cheek to cheek.
<"You didn't tell me you'd be here today!"> Emma chirps happily in Spanish. <"Why didn't you tell me?!"> Emma lectures. <"I would've skipped work today! My goodness, I would've made mole had I known you'd be here!">
Emma goes on and on in Spanish, her kids suffocated by the intensity of it all.
Jean? Super turned on! There was something about Emma getting all mom that really got her panties in a bunch.
Jean bites her lip, unsure what Emma is saying as she gets into a conversation, a conversation where Emma did most of the taking, wishing they did more than kiss yesterday.
<"My goodness, Phoebe, have you been eating?!">
<"It doesn't look like it! Do I need to pay for your food card again?!">
"No!" Phoebe blushes, her sisters snicker.
<"Don't be laughing, you two! You all could stand to gain a few pounds!"> Emma wags a finger. <"That settles it, I'm making a big meal tonight!">
Emma looks at Jean, her focus towards yesterday completely obliterated from her mind.
"Uh, yeah?" Jean stammers.
"I'm still making the kids chicken nuggets and french fries tonight. But I'm also making one of my grandma's recipes tonight. Is that alright?"
"I'll try not to make it too spicy for your sake." Emma's belly gurgles from a morning of stress eating too many salty snacks. "Guh, and for my sake too!"
Jean smiles. She really loves when Emma gets her Mom on!
-At the grocery store, the triplets give their mom the third degree about Jean. They know she went on a date last night and they need details!
-Jean goes into premature labor
-Emma and the Triplets spot Scott outside, bruised and bandaged
"So...how'd your date go, Mama?" Phoebe asked as she tossed a block of cheese into the cart at the local grocery store.
"Yeah -- did you kiss her yet?" Irma giggled.
Emma blanched. <"How do you know about that?!"> she blurted out in her rushed native language.
Esme laughed. <"Oh, come on, Mama. It was clear as day. I've never seen you and Jean act so awkward around each other! You're best friends! Either you got into a fight or you went on a date. We assumed date since she's still living with you.">
Emma frowned and grumbled something under her breath. "Alright. It was a date." A pack of pork loins, a dozen eggs, and three packs of ham were dropped into the cart.
Her triplets excitedly clapped, giving their mama kisses and hugs. Their lithe bodies were a stark contrast to Emma's bulging curves. The older blonde couldn't help but smile. Being this close to her daughters again just felt right -- even if they were poking at a sore spot in her life.
"So you finally asked her out? I bet Logan helped," Esme said with a knowing smile.
Emma pushed the cart forward, her belly catching between the metal slats that made up the handle and the baby seat. "Maybe..."
"And you kissed, didn't you?!"
Emma blushed brightly. "Uh...yes. Sort of." She spun the cart around and began gathering up fruits and veggies: corn, peppers, bananas, onions, chilis, and avocados.
"How do you sort of kiss?"
Emma looked down, emphasizing her fattened chin. "She...she left after that. Quickly. I don't think...I don't think she likes me like that."
All three triplets burst out into laughter.
<"Are you mocking your Mama?!">
Phoebe shook her head quickly. "Mom, she is definitely interested in you. She's just...well, she thought she was straight for a long time."
"But it's clear she likes you."
"I mean, we've known that for a while."
The girls all looked at each other and nodded. Emma sighed and waddled to the checkout.
"So when's your next date?" Phoebe nudged.
"Girls, I'm not sure --"
<"YOU HAVE TO TAKE HER ON ANOTHER DATE!"> they all screamed telepathically. Emma mentally groaned.
"Alright! Alright. I'll...try to see if she wants to. Let's just focus on family time, alright?"
"Auntie Jean is family," Esme pressed. "She's been in our lives way more than dirty ass Shaw was."
"Language," Emma tsked -- though she knew her daughter was right. Jean was family -- much better family than any man had been. Perhaps her girls were right.
- Jean goes into premature labor
- When Emma returns, Scott is trying to get into her apartment -- and Jean is terrified
- The triplets come up with a game plan to get Emma and Jean together for good