Loki & Wanda
"I would love that and, oh - yes," Wanda realized then that sitting down might be the most amazing thing ever. Her feet were probably the size of balloons - she actually couldn't remember what it was like to not have cankles.
All her clothes were stretchy, yoga pants and forgiving tops and dresses - unless they were that rare outfit for a special occasion, like tonight. Honestly, she couldn't wait to be able to fit back into her regular clothes again - it was a goal of hers, to be able to work toward that once Billy and Tommy came into the world.
"One of them is always doing flip flops whenever there's magic in the air," she said, heading toward where there was seating - a bench or something, that would do. "And I think - when he hears Stephen's voice. Yours too - or it's something. See?" She stopped and took Loki's hand, placing it on the left side of her belly. One twin really seemed to want to join the conversation, or add input - he was kicking up a storm. It was interesting. Her other boy was active too, at different times. She kept a journal for such things, and had to remember to write this down.