Logan groaned the next morning as he got up. "So who won the game last night," Storm asked.
"Ravens," Logan growled.
Storm chuckled. "It's only a game, Logan."
"To you it is," he said, going to the bathroom to brush his teeth. Storm laid back on the sheets, sighing in content. "I found out I was pregnant with a girl."
The water shut off and Logan walked out. "Did furball tell ya?" He asked, walking up to his wife. She nodded. "Who did we agree on naming the first pup?"
"We didn't," Storm laughed. "But if you want me to, I can already give you a perfect name..."
"We are not naming our daughter after the Raven's," Logan growled.
A/n: I know it's short but it wasn't meant to be extremely long. Just a little fun writing. And the Raven's won, so... GO RAVENS! GO MICHAEL OHER!
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