Bananas ((Callie//Terry))

[terry]

A Bun In The Oven Fashinable

Terry had just gotten out of a fashion show. She was now seven months pregnant and five months married. It was thrilling, and a little bit frightening as well. The problem was, Terry had been on her feet... all day.

Terry walked out of the elevator into her house (which happened to be the entire floor of her apartment. She even had to install a door infront of the elevator so that no one could steal her stuff.) And headed to the living room. Terry dropped her purse by the couch and slowly plopped down into it. Man it's getting hard to sit down. She thought.

Then again, being pregnant will do that to you. She was determined to make this child loved. Terry placed a hand on her swollen belly and rested her head back, fully ready to take a nap.... It only figured that the would ring.

[Callie]

Another House Call

Not that she wasn't fascinated by mutants, but these frequent house calls were getting to be a hassle. Couldn't the Times set her up with the studio to stage an interview instead of sending her off to weird parts of New York to do the interviews herself? She'd much rather travel to one place all the time than to hundreds of places sporadically. Callie led the team, huffing it up the stairs since the elevator was in use (going to the top floor of all places), being trailed by a camera crew, make up artists, and costume designers.

Because she knew Terry would say yes. They'd already made a contract, after all.

At last, they reached the summit. Callie lifted a heavy hand to knock at the door. "Mrs. ?"

((Leaving the name blank 'cause you disappeared.))