He’s In Zinland

"We're going to start a family together," Anastasia hummed, her head resting on Xavier's chest who managed to squeeze himself inside the bed with her. 

"A huge family to be precise. Like a whole field of soccer team," he joked. Just when those words flew out of his mouth, he felt a weak jab in his stomach. 

"What do I look like to you? A baby-making machine?" She questioned, feigning anger as she glared at him. 

Even so, she couldn't bring herself to imagine pushing out that many babies. Thinking ahead of nine months when she would push out the current one already gave her anxiety. 

"If you want, we can switch and you'll push out the baby. That way, you'll know how difficult it is," she said, then clamped her mouth shut when she realized what she said didn't make any sense. "I only want two babies," she mumbled under her breath, pouting like a kid.