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Wierdly Human

Alternate title was "Jon the Archivist is Kinda Hot"

Little in between snippets from the assistants and their impressions of Jonathan Sims.

I declare this a fluff and humor only zone! Episode 160 can kiss my butt.

You can also find this on AO3 under the same title.

I got the inspiration for this from a tumblr post about Jon being a clean boy despite crawling through hell and back but I think the writer deleted it because I spent forever looking for it and couldn't find it :n: Also 2 Drink Jon is a reference to 2 other fics I've read so his wild ass is not mine.

Supplemental Headcanons at the end.

Pre-Show

There was somebody new at the Institute.

He was short and dark with black hair neatly trimmed and styled. A pair of browline glasses perched in front of wide brown eyes that seemed to absorb everything around him.

“Hey, uh, Tim,” Martin whispered as he leaned over to where his coworker was digging through a drawer, “Who’s that?”

“Hm?” Tim’s eyes widened as he looked up, “Oh shit, he’s cute.”

“Not helpful, Tim.”

“Um, I think he might be Daniel’s replacement. I think his name is Joe or something,” Tim swallowed, “I wonder what modeling agency Bouchard raided for him.”

Martin elbowed him in the ribs hard, his face going as red as his hair, “Shut up!”

“But look at him, Martin! He has to have a skincare routine an hour long and don’t tell me you didn’t notice that those trousers are bloody tailored. I see you looking at his arse!”

“SHUT UP!”

”What are you two fighting about now?”

Both researchers jumped away from each other as Sasha popped up behind them.

“Hot new guy,” Tim said, earning another jab and a hiss.

Sasha looked at Martin and grinned, “Short, scrawny, Persian, and angry?”

“He’s Persian?” Martin stuttered before slapping a hand over his mouth.

“Yeah, I got to talk to him during his follow up interview. Smart guy but kind of grumpy and super awkward. We got talking about foriegn food and he offered to give me his grandma’s recipe for chelow kababs,” Sasha said.

“What’s his name.” Tim asked, looking back at where the new guy was glaring at a row of filing cabinets with several drawers ajar.

“Jonathan Sims.”

Pre Episode 44

Basira watched as Sims limped away with the tape clutched to his chest like a lifeline before sighing and heading out to the car where Daisy was waiting.

“Well?” Daisy asked, “How’s our favorite murderer?”

Basira swatted her feet off the dash, “He looks like he hasn’t slept in 3 weeks and recently got hit by a car.”

“I wasn’t asking about his nasty, worm-eaten face, Basira,” Daisy said, “Does he know we’re watching him?”

“I don’t think so -put your seatbelt on- it seems like he’s more invested in what’s on those tapes for now. I get the feeling he’s more worried about watching the people he works with than us.”

“What a sad little librarian. I’m looking forward to how he managed to kill Robinsen without getting his ass whipped.”

“She was old.”

“Yeah, but Sims looks like he’d get knocked out by a light breeze even before he got munched on by some nasty fucking bugs. Did you see the surveillance from Robinsen’s initial investigation? I went back through to track Sims and watched him struggle move a box that was in front of a filing cabinet for a solid twenty minutes; the big ginger guy had to move it for him.”

“That’s-” Basira snorted, “That’s pathetic.”

Daisy grinned, “He has to be one manipulative bastard to get anything done.”

“Is that your theory?”

“I mean look at you.”

“What about me?”

“He gives you the puppy eyes once and now you’re smuggling him tapes from the evidence locker? I have never known the great Basira Hussain to ever cave to a suspect’s wishes in my life- and don’t say it’s to keep a closer eye on him. We have less illegal tactics for that.”

Basira opened her mouth to argue but found that Daisy had a point. She really only gave into suspects if the circumstances were dire. This was technically classed as a low priority case.

What was going on here?

Post Episode 76

Melanie flopped dramatically onto Georgie's couch and let out a long winded sigh.

"Oh?" Georgie asked from the kitchen door.

Melanie sat up slightly to let her sit down before plopping her head down on Georgie's thigh, "I had to go talk to Sims at the Institute again."

"How's Jon?"

"A fucking bastard is what he is."

"Well I knew that," Georgie laughed, gently beginning to brush through Melanie's hair with her fingers.

"I don't know, he's was wierdly defensive and I think he was trying to gaslight me about one of his new assistants."

Georgie paused her brushing, "I haven't seen Jon in a while but that seems… out of character for him. He's a grump, sure, but I've never known him to be a bully -on purpose that is."

"Yeah, well…"

The pair lapsed into a tense silence.

"Would it make you feel better if I show you a picture of Jon in university that he is very embarrassed about," Georgie ventured after a few minutes, "He's still mad I have it.~"

Melanie twisted her head back and grinned, instantly breaking the tension and sitting up to look at the phone screen presented to her.

On it was a picture of Jon passed out, mouth wide open and drooling, on the ugliest couch she'd ever seen.

"He still owns that couch by the way," Georgie said. Melanie waved a hand in her face to silence her as she took in the details.

Jon was in a pink crop top that Melanie was sure she'd seen in Georgie's closet, union jack boxers, gladiator sandals, and The Admiral was planted square on his chest, though he was about half the size of the fluffball that roamed the flat now. Surrounding them where piles of papers and books on the paranormal.

Melanie began to cackle.

"Our friend group used to call him '2 Drink Jon' and this was after he'd done four shots in the kitchen and decided to lecture us on how ghosts are bullshit and he could beat one in a fist fight," Georgie elaborated, "I'm still not sure when he ended up in that outfit but honestly, if we had recorded his rant he probably could have used it for his Masters thesis."

Melanie wheezed into her shoulder as tears began to stream down her face.

"2 Drink Jon was actually a lot more charismatic than sober Jon. This one time he almost had us convinced that he could talk to plants after two gin and tonics, granted we were also drunk but-,"

"Stop, please," Melanie wheezed, "I'm dying."

"Gosh, one of these days I'll have to tell you about tequila and the alien conspiracy. Randall could almost recite the whole speech from memory."

Melanie fell off the couch.

Post Episode 109

Julia and Trevor exchanged a look as the Archivist powered through the spiciest Thai food they could find without even breaking a sweat.

It was supposed to be a joke, spiking Jon's food, the cashier had even given them a panicked look at the restaurant and Trevor's eyes had been watering the whole way back to the safe house. They'd even waited by the door in case Jon tried to make a break for the case of water bottles in the car but he just unwrapped the plastic fork and dug in without even asking for a drink.

Julia picked at her own food but couldn't quite manage to eat it and glanced back at Jon, "Are you sure you don't need a water or anything?"

Jon looked up for a moment, his eyes were more alive than they had been all day and practically sparkled in the shitty fluorescent light. He shook his head and instead reached for another packet of chili sauce to add to his food.

"What the hell is he," Trevor whispered to Julia in horror.

"I don't know but he's definitely not normal."

During Episode 132

Daisy had misjudged Jon. She'd grossly misjudged him.

She flexed her fingers around his, ignoring the way the sand dug into her skin, and gently pulled him closer. The man she'd called prey gave her a soft smile and compiled, pressing against her side like she'd never held a knife to his throat, like she hadn't just admitted to planning his murder before she was trapped here.

Daisy turned her head awkwardly and dug her face into his shoulder savoring the human contact, her tears soaking into his shirt.

The Hunt in her blood tried to sing, tried to fight the Buried, "Safe, Mine, Pack, Protect", it echoed faintly.

Jon said something and began to move, pulling Daisy forward along with him.

"Safe, Mine, Pack, Protect"

Hours past as they shimmied through the coffin, the pain of being scraped and crushed was overpowered by the sheer ecstasy of moving more than an inch every few days.

"Safe, Mine, Pack, Protect"

There was a door, Jon tucked himself under her arm and pulled her up the stairs to the blinding lights of the institute. She ducked her head down to his shoulder again and grimaced as her joints popped and groaned.

"Jon, you stupid idiot! What did you think-"

Daisy looked up to the person she thought she’d never see again and smiled.

"Hi."

Post Episode 132

Martin had horrible timing really. He just needed to pee, was that really too much to ask?

Of course it was. The universe hated him.

So instead of slipping into the private bathroom upstairs which was magically broken, he had to go down a level and walk in on Jon shaking dirt out of his clothes.

Martin was going to die here but at least he'd die happy.

Jon didn't even seem to register that someone else had joined him (thank the Lonely) so Martin took a second to sneak a guilty look before darting back out and hiding for 40 years.

Jon was painfully thin. Martin got the idea that he could count every vertebrae and rib if he was allowed and even at a glance he could spot the sunken area where at least one rib was now missing.

Worm scars and burns were peppered up his back along with a few moles and freckles. Little red marks circled his chest in a way that Martin immediately recognized as being from the black fabric crumpled at Jon's feet.

And to top it all off, much to Martin's delight, were a set of three black gears tattooed down Jon's right shoulder blade. Sasha had mentioned once that she had gone out for drinks with Jon when he first started and they'd managed to get on the topic of tattoos. Tim had spent months trying to get Jon to show it to him before 'giving up'.

Martin stepped out and stood in the hall for a moment, red faced and giddy, before stumbling off in search of another bathroom.

Somewhere between Episode 132-154

"Hey, guys?" Melanie called.

Daisy and Basira glanced up to see Melanie holding a giant plate of the best smelling food they'd seen in weeks. Steam wafted up into her very confused face.

"Did either of you make this? I went to ask Martin and I can't find him."

"I didn't make it," Basira said, "Daisy?"

"I once made spaghetti and lit it on fire.

Basira grimaced and walked up to Melanie, "Kebabs, Tahdig rice, flat bread, and jam cookies. Those are Iranian dishes, or Middle Eastern at least.”

Daisy looked at Basira, "How do you know that?"

"Took a foreign cuisine course focused on middle eastern food a few years ago," Basira said as she made her way to the kitchen area with the group in tow.

Sitting on the table were three more huge plates of food and two empty plates sitting in the sink. Martin was standing next to the table with pure confusion on his face.

"Did you make this?"

Martin jumped and looked at the group, "Uh, no? I really only do pastas… this is a little outside my skill set. I think-"

"It could be a trap," Daisy interrupted, "Maybe it's laced with something?"

"No, I'm pretty sure-"

"Could be, but who would go to this effort, the Web?" Basira said.

"Guys, it was probably-"

"It was the Archivist!" Helen exclaimed from behind them, somehow having opened her door without making a sound and scaring the shit out of them, "He is an excellent cook."

"Bullshit," Melanie wheezed, setting her plate down before she dropped it.

"No, she right," Martin sighed, "Jon actually cooked something similar a few years ago for a company thing. He gave this whole speech about how grandparents immigrated here from Iran, well Persia at the time, and his grandma made him learn to cook what she called 'real food'."

"You mean to tell me that Jonathan Sims, the skinniest guy I have ever met, can cook like this," Basira said in disbelief before cautiously sitting down at the table with the rest following suit.

"He called it his grandmother's curse," Helen provided cheerfully, "He said that no matter what he does, he always makes far more than he needs and never has people around to give it to. So he just never cooks."

"You talked to him?" Melanie asked. Daisy began to pick at a plate and made a sound of confusion and delight at the taste.

"Oh yes, he even let me help by getting things off high shelves!"

"This is amazing," Daisy said in disbelief before grabbing a fork and beginning to eat in earnest.

"It is! Jon and I had a lovely chat and I'm not much for 'real' food these days but he really convinced me!" Helen declared, spinning back around to re enter her door, "And I must say it was delightful."

"Huh," Basira shrugged and began to eat.

Not bad.

Post Episode 159

For the second time since he woke up, Martin pinched himself. He had to be dreaming, the smaller body smooshed up against his chest and the boney limbs clinging to him had to be a figment of his imagination.

Jon huffed in his sleep and burrowed deeper into Martin before settling again. A few stray rays of the morning sun slipped through the blinds highlighting Jon’s gray hairs and the raised edges of scars that trailed along his skin.

Gently, Martin carded his hand through the wild mess of hair, marveling at how soft it was despite everything. Jon sighed, leaning into the touch without stirring.

He could stay like this forever, with Jon safe in his arms and the dangers of the world outside, away from his happiness.

"Wha' time?" Jon mumbled, stretching before re-draping himself over Martin. He looked up and the light caught his eyes in a way that Martin could see all the blue heterochromatic spots in Jon's left eye through dark, heavy lashes.

"Doesn't matter," Martin whispered as he pulled him closer, "We have all the time in the world."

Supplemental Headcanons: - Jon is a 3rd gen Persian/Iranian immigrant. His grandparents on his dad's side moved to England post WWII. (Persia became Iran in 1979) They took the last name Sims during immigration. - His mother was full blooded English. - He can out cook 87% of the local grandma's when he really gets into it - He built an unnaturally high tolerance to salt and spice as a kid to keep people from taking his lunch or trying to mess with his food and now thoroughly enjoys spicy foods. - Jon does care a lot but his grandma never taught him to show it in any other way but tolerance and mute acceptance. It's hard to know where you stand with Jon because of this. - Was a runner while in school. - Was forced to take violin lessons as a kid and Georgie taught him some piano in University. - Jon is and always has been feral little man though he is more bark than bite (unless he's under the influence of something). He learned it from his grandma. - He's one of those drunks that often wanders/ runs away from his drinking group. He has strong drunk college girl tendencies. - He changed his middle name to Ulysses when he got his first name legally changed because he’s a nerd. - Jon has had the same pen pal since he was 10. They are one of the few points of normalcy he has left. - Jon and Daisy are trans mlm and wlw solidarity. Fight me.

Fun Fact: Sims means "the Listener" which seems almost too on the nose.

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Chapter 175: Don’t Let Go!

Paul’s POV:

That dumb puppy kept me up all night! We tried to make it sleep in the bathroom, so that it wouldn’t mess up the rest of the house, but it cried and barked like crazy! So Denise went and got it and brought it into our room with us, and she tried to make a little bed for him on the floor but it still cried and whined… after a few hours of this, she gave in and picked him up and let him on our bed. I was pissed! in the morning when my alarm woke me up, the puppy was sleeping on my chest. I groaned and pushed him off of me. and I shut my alarm off and got up and I went to the bathroom, and then I grabbed the puppy and went upstairs to the older boys rooms. Zac and Kevin are sleeping in Zac’s bed. I sighed and put the puppy down on them and it ran up and licked both of their faces excitedly. Kevin was the first to wake up, he jumped and when he realized it was a puppy he smiled so big and hugged it. Zac woke up shortly after and his eyes went wide.

Zac: “I-I thought you got r-rid of him?” he said sitting up.

Paul: “I wish” I mumbled. “Go take it outside” they both nodded and quickly left the room with him. I sighed

“Joseph, wake up” I said walking over to his bed and pulling his blankets away. He made a pouty face, but he didn’t open his eyes. I smiled and leaned down and kissed his forehead. “good morning baby boy” he opened his eyes and smiled at me.

Joe: “Good morning daddy” he said slowly getting up. I picked him up and he buried his face into my shoulder and wrapped his legs around me… Kevin brought up all of the stuff about when Joseph was hurt by Matt yesterday, so I’ve been feeling really emotional ever since. It kills me that he was hurt so bad there is nothing I can do about it… I sat down on his bed with him in my lap, and I pushed him back a little so that I could see his face.

Paul: “How are you doing?” He tilted his head to the side, confused.

Joe: “I’m doing okay”

Paul: “Are you sure?”

Joe: “what’s going on daddy?”

Paul: “Kevin brought up… some stuff, and I just want to see if you…” I bit my lip… I don’t even know what to say… or how to say it.

Joe: “What did he bring up?”

Paul: “the… rape” as soon as I said it, I felt his whole body go tense. “Joey…” I whispered, pulling him into a hug. “I shouldn’t have brought it up.. I’m so sorry”

Joe: “i-it’s okay daddy… I still h-have bad d-dreams.. a-and sometimes I th-think I see him”

Paul: “you think you see him?” he nodded.

Joe: “his face is e-everywhere… I have to constantly remind myself that he is gone” I frowned and pulled him closer.

Paul: “I’m so sorry Joey” At Joseph’s old school he was talking to a counselor, but when we switched him, it took away his counselor too, and I haven’t thought about it… him and Kevin are still taking depression medicine everyday. But I don’t think it’s helping them very much. “I’m going to find a new therapist for you and Kev. Okay?”

Joe: “I don’t want to talk to a therapist daddy”

Paul: “I know, but… Demi is talking to someone, and she’s said it has helped her… I think it could maybe help you too”

Joe: “I just want to forget about it daddy”

Paul: “I know Joey, I wish you could forget about it too… but that’s probably not going to happen… would you at least be willing to try to see a therapist, and see if it will help?... for me? I’m worried about you”

Joe: “I can try…” he mumbled. I nodded

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Kevin’s POV:

Sitting through my first class was horrible! I was shifting all over in my seat, and I people were looking at me weird. It hurts so bad though! I couldn’t keep still, and I couldn’t focus… As soon as the class ended I jumped out of my seat… how am I supposed to sit all day? As I was walking down the hall I saw Zac and I immediately jogged over and hugged him.

Zac: “Are you okay?”

Kevin: “I want to go home…. It hurts” I mumbled. Some guys laughed at us and called us gay, and we pulled away from each other, and Zac glared at them.

Zac: “shut up” the guys rolled their eyes and started joking about something being up his butt, and Zac was about to go fight them, but I grabbed his arm, he stopped and looked at me

Kevin: “Zac… please don’t”

Zac: “They are being fucking rude!” he said pulling his arm out of my grip

Kevin: “it’s not worth it, you’ll get in trouble...” The Guys laughed harder and made more inappropriate comments.

Zac: “You guys are dumb, leave us alone” they all walked away laughing at us. And Zac sighed and pulled me back into another hug. “I’m sorry you’re in so much pain Kevin, I wish I help”

Kevin: “the desks… I can’t sit still, everyone was looking at me” I said pouting.

Zac: “let’s go to my locker really quick” I nodded and I followed him. he opened his locker and pulled out a hoodie and he folded it up and handed it to me. “keep it folded like this, and sit on it… it probably won’t help much, but… it’s all I have”

Kevin: “do you think people will think it’s weird?”

Zac: “Probably, but you unable to sit still probably makes them already think that… it’s okay, just ignore everyone” I nodded

Kevin: “thank you Zac”

Zac: “No problem… Now get to class, we will be late” I nodded and I quickly went to my next class, I put the hoodie on the seat and then I sat down... it still hurt a lot! But it’s much better than it was without it.

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Taylor’s POV:

I am exhausted! Today was such a horrible day at work, that important client is such a jerk! He almost made me cry three times today! and I’m just an assistant, I don’t do anything but fill out paperwork, and clean, and get coffee for people and stuff, but he was still really mean, and he treated everybody he came across like crap. I realize that he is a super important person, but he is also a super shitty person! I tried so hard to make sure everything was perfect for him, I thought I did a really good job, but he acted like I was doing everything wrong, it really stressed me out. I miss Paul so much at work because Paul is so good at dealing with our tough clients, and he keeps everyone calm and happy, Paul is really good at his job, and I kind of feel like I’m lost and I don’t know what I’m doing when he isn’t there. I walked into our house, soooo Happy to finally be home, today was so long. I was trying to take my tie off when I felt someone’s arms wrap around me, I turned around in their arms and I gasped, it’s Tay!

Taylor: “HEYY! I’m so happy to see you!”

Tay: “I’ll never get over how handsome you look in a suit” I laughed and I pulled her close and we kissed. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with her, I was so stressed out from work, but as soon as I saw her all of that didn’t matter to me anymore. She’s so amazing, and beautiful. I feel so lucky. We heard someone clearing their throat and we pulled apart.

Scott: “Hi Taylor” he said crossing his arms, glaring at me… I bit my lip

Taylor: “I didn’t realize you were there… hi” I said awkwardly as Tay and I stepped apart from each other.

Scott: “Clearly… I would appreciate it if you two would keep it G rated”

Tay: “Sorry Daddy”

Taylor: “Sorry Sir” I could argue that Kissing is G rated, but I decided that was probably a really bad idea. “So, what are you guys doing here?” I said trying to change the subject.

Scott: “waiting for you, we are going to an indoor aquarium, and then dinner”

Taylor: “really?” I said surprised. They both nodded and I smiled “when are we going?”

Scott: “We are all ready, your parents are just making sure they have everything that your baby sister needs”

Taylor: “My family is going too?” He nodded.

Scott: “Yes, we thought that it would be a good way for everybody to spend some time together, and we got a lot of free tickets for the aquarium”

Taylor: “that’s awesome! I’m excited!” mom and dad walked into the room, and they started putting Bethany in her car seat. “I’m going to go change my clothes”

Dan: “Hurry Bud, Paul and Denise and the kids already left” I gasped

Taylor: “they are coming too?? I’m so excited!” I said running back to my room. Uncle Matt is laying on his stomach pouting.

Taylor: “what’s wrong?” I said grabbing some clothes.

Matt: “I’m sore” he mumbled. I put my clothes on my bed and I started taking my suit off.

Taylor: “Are you coming with us?” he nodded.

Matt: “but I’m not looking forward to sitting in the car, or sitting at the restaurant” he said as I pulled my jeans on.

Taylor: “Do you want me to give you some lotion?”

Matt: “please?” I nodded and pulled a T-shirt over my head and then I went into the bathroom and I grabbed some lotion and then I went over to Uncle Matt’s bed. He reached under himself and he opened his jeans up, and then He lowered them down in the back. I put the lotion down on the bed next to him, and then I pulled his boxers down, and I winced…

Taylor: “Uncle Matt… this is bad” I said softly.

Matt: “Danny didn’t go easy on me for sure” he mumbled, hiding his face in his pillow. I picked up the lotion and I put a lot on my hands, and then I started rubbing it into his sore bottom. he gasped and jumped a little.

Taylor: “Sorry Uncle Matt… it’ll feel better in a minute” he nodded. His butt is really really warm. I rubbed it all in, and then I got some more lotion and put more on. And then I carefully pulled his boxers back up.

Matt: “Thank you Taylor” he stood up and pulled his jeans back up button and zipped them.

Taylor: “are you ready to go?” I said putting the lotion away.

Matt: “yes”

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Joe’s POV:

We’ve been playing with the new puppy ever since we got home from school, but Now we are in the car. I thought we were on are way to Mr. Davis house, so that he could tutor me, but we’ve been in the car for a while.

Joe: “Mommy?” I called from the back of the van, she turned the radio down and looked back

Denise: “Yes?”

Joe: “where are we going?”

Denise: “you’ll find out soon” she said smiling at me.

Zac: “it’s not the doctors, is it? the last time Paul didn’t tell me where we were going, it was to the doctors...”

Paul: “We’re not going to the doctors; however, you probably should go back pretty soon to make sure everything is healing alright, thanks for reminding me” Zac pouted and they turned the music back up.

Nick: “do you want to play I spy with me?” He said smiling. I nodded

Joe: “you go first!”

Nick: “I spy with my two little eyes, someeeethinggg blue!”

Joe: “the sky?”

Nick: “Nope!” he said giggling

Frankie: “Can I play?”

Nick: “yes!”

Frankie: “is it Kevy’s shirt?”

Nick: “Nope! But your closer then Joey was”

Kevin: “I know what it is”

Nick: “don’t tell them!”

Joe: “is it by Kevin?”

Nick: “yes” I leaned over a little bit towards Nicky, because Kevin is sitting in front of me. Frankie Gasped

Frankie: “is it Kevy??”

Nick: “Kevin isn’t blue” he said laughing.

Frankie: “He looks blue to me… you know, like he looks like he is feeling blue”

Kevin: “Hey! I’m not blue” he said finally paying attention.

Joe: “you do look kind sad” he rolled his eyes.

Kevin: “I’m not sad! I’m sore… if I’m any color, it’s red” mom and dad both laughed. “He is talking about my phone case”

Nick: “YUP! It was the phone case”

Frankie: “Myyyy turn!”

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John’s POV:

After the kids got out of school, I dropped them off at Home with Karie. And then I went and picked up Edwards boyfriend, and right now we are at the store looking for a bike, Edward doesn’t know Sam is with me, and he doesn’t know that Karie and I are buying him a bike.

Sam: “I didn’t know he doesn’t know how to ride a bike”

John: “He was pretty embarrassed about it, he was worried that you would laugh at him”

Sam: “I would never do that” he said softly. I nodded and we looked at the bikes. We found a really awesome blue bike that Sam and I both liked.

John: “do you think he would like this one?” Sam nodded.

Sam: “Honestly, I don’t think anyone’s really ever got him anything this big… I think he would like any bike you choose”

John: “do you think this Bike is too tall for him?” Sam looked at it and scratched his head.

Sam: “I’m not sure” Both Sam and I are pretty tall, Edward isn’t really that short, but he is short compared to the both of us.

John: “He tried to get on my bike, and it was way too tall for him, I had to lower the seat all the way, and I think it was still too big for him” Sam stood next to the bike and he nodded.

Sam: “We would have to lower this seat for sure”

John: “Can you sit on it?” he nodded and he swung his leg over and he sat down on it and he rode it down the aisle of the store. And then he rode it back

Sam: “Now that I’ve gotten to ride it, I changed my mind.” I nodded.

John: “yeah, this bike is way too big for him”

Sam: “for sure” he said getting off of it. “But this bike is the best one... Eddie needs to try to focus on growing his legs” I laughed

John: “let’s ask if they have this bike in the next size down, sometimes they do” he nodded and we went and found someone to ask. They didn’t have that same bike in a smaller size, but they did have it in in a black and red instead.

John: “Should we get the red one? Or try a different store?”

Sam: “I like the red one” he said shrugging

John: “you know him better than me... I really want to get him the best bike I can”

Sam: “I already told you that he would love any of them”

John: “I know… but this is his first bike, I want it to be perfect” Sam smiled and nodded.

Sam: “you care about him... don’t you?” I looked down at the bike and nodded.

John: “I do”

Sam: “he is going to love it, trust me” I smiled

John: “I can’t wait to get home! let’s get him some protection first though”

Sam: “okay... but I thought you said we had to wait until he is eighteen” he said laughing. I glared at him.

John: “don’t talk about having sex with him to me, I will seriously leave you here” I said walking away from him.

Sam: “I was kidding” he said following me.

John: “well… don’t joke about that” He sighed.

Sam: “Sorry.. uhm… Edward is really clumsy, so… a helmet and knee pads or something is probably a good idea” I nodded and we went and got some.

John: “I highly doubt Edward will want to wear these” Sam nodded.

Sam: “Yeah, he is really stubborn… But I’ll get him to wear them”

John: “will see about that” I said chuckling. We walked back to the front of the store and checked out. I’m a little bit worried about Olivia’s reaction, because I wouldn’t buy those invitations for her open house, but I just spent a pretty big chunk of money on getting Edward a nice bike. Karie and I talked about it though, and when Olivia was 16 we bought her a car, and we are still paying it off, and we are paying her car insurance every month, and that costs way more than Edward’s bike. So hopefully she understands. we got everything in the car, after struggling for a few minutes. And then we started heading home.

Sam: “I’m so excited to see him” Sam said softly. “I miss him” I smiled.

John: “it hasn’t been that long since you’ve seen him”

Sam: “I know… but I still miss him”

John: “you guys are too cute together for your own good” I said rolling my eyes.

Sam: “I’m surprised you think so, you hate me” I chuckled.

John: “I don’t hate you… I just don’t particularly like you” He laughed and nodded. once we got back to the house, we got the bike set up in the driveway, so that he will see it when he comes out.

Karie: “Honey it’s perfect” she said walking outside. I smiled.

John: “I just hope it’s the right size for him”

Karie: “I hope so too; do you want me to go get him?”

John: “yes” she went inside, and a few minutes later they came out.

Edward: “who’s bike is that?” he said walking over and hugging Sam.

Karie: “it’s yours honey” he gasped

Edward: “you bought me a bike?” He said shocked. We nodded. “But.. why? You didn’t have to buy me this”

John: “do you like it?”

Edward: “Yeah… but… wasn’t this expensive?”

John: “don’t worry about what it cost Edward, we wanted to get it for you” Edward turned his face into Sam’s chest. I looked at Karie confused and she shrugged…

John: “do you not like it Edward? We can take you right now to pick a different one”

Sam: “he loves it” Sam said softly. “He’s trying not to cry” he said smiling down at Edward, rubbing his back.

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Edward’s POV:

I can’t believe they got me a bike… it’s a really nice bike too! I’ve done nothing but be mean to them both, I don’t get why they wanted to give me this… I took some deep breaths into Sammy’s chest, trying not to cry.

Sam: “Eddie, look at me babe” I bit my lip and looked up at him, he smiled and kissed me. “stop beating yourself up okay? and don’t overthink it, it’s just a gift” I nodded and looked over at John, and he smiled at me.

John: “I brought Sam with me, and he helped me pick it… I hope you… like it” he said nervously.

Edward: “it’s… too much” I said looking at the bike again. “it’s way too much… there was a bike over by our school, out at the road, and it said 15 bucks on it”

Karie: “Edward, it’s really not too much, we wanted to get it for you.”

Edward: “was this the most expensive bike at the store?” I said softly. John shook his head no.

John: “there were bikes that cost more, but we thought you would like this one” I nodded.

Edward: “thank you... this was really nice” Karie walked over and hugged me. and I hugged her back. and then I quickly hugged John, I feel awkward hugging him, but… I did it anyway.

John: “I can’t wait until you learn how to ride it, we can all go on a bike ride together”

Edward: “Can we go now?” He nodded.

John: “yeah, we are going to go out into the country, so that there’s not many people, and teach you out there, so that you won’t be concerned about people” I nodded

Edward: “Yeah, it’s awkward, I don’t want people to see me”

Sam: “how come you never told me you didn’t know how to ride a bike?”

Edward: “because I didn’t want you to laugh at me”

Sam: “I wouldn’t have laughed at you”

John: “before we go, why don’t you sit on it, so we can see if we need to do any adjustments” I nodded, starting to feel a little nervous. I got up on the bike and it’s already way more comfortable then John’s bike, at least I can reach the ground.

John: “does it feel okay?”

Edward: “I think so”

John: “sit on the seat, I’ll hold it” He said grabbing the bike. I sat up on the seat. And held onto the handle bars.

Edward: “I think it’s perfect, I don’t think we need to adjust anything” John smiled and nodded.

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Paul’s POV:

We just got to the Aquarium. The kids are all so excited. Frankie has never been to one before, so I’m excited for him to see all the fish. We are waiting for everybody to get here. I know they left shortly after we did. After like 10 minutes Dan pulled up beside us. There’s a lot of us going in, but luckily since its Monday night, there’s not too many people here today. We all got out of our cars, and went inside, as soon as you walk in, it’s already so beautiful!

Frankie: “Daddy! Look at all them fishies!” He said with wide eyes. I smiled and reached down and picked him up and walked him over to them, while everyone got us signed in.

Paul: “it’s cool huh?” he nodded looking up in awe, there’s fish even above us. He pointed up

Frankie: “Daddy! Look a turtle!” I chuckled and nodded. “it’s so big!”

Paul: “it’s a sea turtle”

Frankie: “like on Nemo?”

Paul: “yes” he smiled so big. I’m so glad I get to see his face light up like this. He is such a cute little boy. I’m so glad we adopted him. “I love you Frankie” I said kissing his cheek.

Frankie: “I love you too daddy” Dan walked over with Bethany in his arms.

Paul: “thanks for inviting us to join you guys”

Dan: “We thought it would be more fun with some younger kiddos… So how did it go last night with Ken?”

Paul: “I think it went alright, He is pretty sore for sure… I woke him up and asked him if he wanted to come, but he didn’t want to wake up”

Dan: “does he work tonight?”

Paul: “no, he doesn’t work for the next two days. He did bring home a copy of his schedule for you”

Dan: “good”

Scott: “Alright, let’s go see some fish!” He said walking over with the rest of his family and our family. We Walked through the whole aquarium, and all of the kids are having so much fun, and the adults are too. this is the best aquarium that I’ve ever been too. We walked into this other section, and it’s a glow section, so it’s pitch black, with some coral and fish that glow.

Nick: “Daddddy!” Nick cried out, making me stop in my tracks, I turned around and pushed through everyone to get to him.

Paul: “Nicky, what’s wrong?” I said once I got to him.

Nick: “it’s dark” he whispered.

Paul: “it’s okay Nicky, do you see all the glowing fish?”

Nick: “I’m scared daddy... I want to go” I frowned and picked him up, and his legs wrapped around my waist, and his arms wrapped around my neck.

Paul: “just close your eyes, we won’t be back here for long, okay buddy?”

Nick: “okay daddy” I crossed my arms underneath his bottom to support his weight, and then we walked through the rest.

Andrea: “is he okay?”

Paul: “Yes, Nick is just doesn’t like the dark”

Andrea: “oh no, we can go back through the other way, we don’t need to go through this part”

Paul: “I think he is okay now that I have him” I felt Nicky nod, and I smiled.

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Taylor’s POV:

After the awesome Aquarium, we went to an all you can eat restaurant, because it was the only thing we could find that would seat all of us. We got food and we all sat down and I immediately got wrapped up into a conversation with everyone.

Kevin: “Taylor” he said tugging on my arm.

Taylor: “yes?”

Kevin: “Can I sit with you?... uhm.. my.. I.. the chair hurts”

Taylor: “well, I heard about your little park Adventure, it sounds to me like you deserve for the chairs to hurt” I said raising my eyebrow at him… he pouted.

Kevin: “please Taylor?” he said giving me his saddest puppy dog eyes, and pouty lip. I sighed and nodded

Taylor: “yes, go get your food” He nodded and he went and grabbed his stuff and then he came over and I moved my chair back a little and he sat in my lap, and I moved my stuff over a little so he could put his stuff down.

Tay: “you are such a good big brother Taylor” she said smiling at us.

Taylor: “it depends on the day” I said chuckling. “so why did you do that, Kevin? If you would have called me, I would have taken you to the park”

Kevin: “I don’t want to talk about it” he mumbled.

Taylor: “well with the pot thing, and now this, I’m a little disappointed in you Kev” he ducked his head.

Kevin: “I’m sorry” he whispered.

Taylor: “we will talk about it later” he turned a little and looked at me.

Kevin: “a-are you go-going to… s-spank m-me?” he said nervously. Biting his lip.

Taylor: “No I’m not, you’ve been punished for it, I just want to talk to you” he nodded and we went back to talking with the rest of the family. and Tay’s Family.

Scott: “So Taylor, how is work going?”

Taylor: “today was really awful, but it usually isn’t that bad”

Paul: “you didn’t tell me that... what happened?”

Taylor: “Nothing… just that guy who came in today was honestly the rudest person I have ever met”

Paul: “I’ve never had a problem with him”

Taylor: “He was so rude to like everyone, he made me almost cry like three times, just because of how mean he was being”

Paul: “I’m sorry Taylor”

Taylor: “it’s okay… just next time he comes… I’m calling in sick” Paul chuckled.

Scott: “other than that, do you enjoy working?”

Taylor: “yes. I like it much better when Paul’s there though”

Paul: “I’ll be back to work soon”

Deb: “So how are you doing Tay honey? Has the false labor gotten better?”

Tay: “I’m still always so sick… and I’m having contractions all the time… I almost went to the hospital last night again, because it hurts so bad. I just hope that I’m not this sick through the whole pregnancy... it’s been awful”

Deb: “My pregnancy was rough too, especially my first and second trimester”

Taylor: “I don’t know mom, you were grumpy through the whole thing” she glared at me.

Deb: “You try being sick, and in pain with a child growing inside of you, and not be grumpy”

Tay: “yeah! Don’t be a jerk… you did this to me”

Kevin: “you definitely just said the wrong thing”

Taylor: “I know Kevin… don’t let them kill me” I said hugging him. everyone laughed.

Taylor: “I’m sorry momma, you weren’t THAT grumpy” I lied. Dad chuckled and shook his head. She was extremely grumpy.

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John’s POV:

Sam, Edward and I all got the bike back into the car, and I drove us out to the country, where he can ride his bike without worrying about people. We got the bike out, and I helped him put on his helmet and knee pads and stuff.

Edward: “Do I have to wear these”

Sam: “Yes”

Edward: “shut up Sammy” he said glaring at him.

Sam: “you are so clumsy, you need those”

Edward: “I’m not that clumsy” Sam laughed.

Sam: “yes you are!”

Edward: “Nobody asked you!”

John: “I think you should wear these at least until you learn how to ride a bike”

Edward: “but… I’m too old to wear knee pads and elbow pads, and a helmet. I look ridiculous”

Sam: “I think you look cute”

John: “I think you look cute too” Sam and John both laughed and I rolled my eyes.

Edward: “Stop laughing at me!” I said pouting. Sammy walked over and he wrapped his arms around me, hugging me.

Sam: “Stop being so embarrassed, you don’t look ridiculous, you look cute, and John and I weren’t laughing at you, we were laughing at him copying me”

John: “And you aren’t too old to wear a helmet, there’s not a set age... everyone should honestly probably wear one”

Edward: “Ugh. Fine. Let’s do this” I said pulling away from Sam. I got onto the bike and looked at John. “d-do I just, try to go?”

John: “No. I’m going to hold the bike for you, and you can just get used to getting comfortable balancing” I nodded and he grabbed the back of the seat and the handle bars “put your feet on the peddles”

Edward: “You’re not going to let go, are you? in the movies the dad always let’s go and the kid crashes into a bush” John chuckled.

John: “I won’t let go until I think you are ready for me to let go”

Edward: “Promise?”

John: “I promise. Now put your feet on the peddles” I nodded and put my feet up. the bike was shaking a lot, because I don’t know how to balance. John didn’t let me fall though. he pushed the bike forward and I started using the peddles. “Go a little faster, it will help you balance”

Edward: “I don’t want you to let me go”

John: “I won’t let you go”

Edward: “I don’t know if I believe you” I said nervously.

John: “I will not let you go until you tell me to let you go… now go faster” I nodded and I started going faster, he ran beside me, holding the bike. I’m still kind of wobbly

Sam: “You are doing great Eddie!” he called from back by the car.

John: “I’m going to let go of the handle bar”

Edward: “No!”

John: “I still going to hold the seat” he said letting go of the handle bars. My eyes went wide and I hit the break hard, making me almost fly off the bike. John caught me though, before I smashed my face into the ground. “Edward… why did you do that?”

Edward: “I got scared” Sam jogged over.

Sam: “Eddie, you can’t slam on the breaks like that, you’ll go over the handle bars” I pouted.

Edward: “I knew I wouldn’t be able to do this…”

John: “yes you can! Don’t give up already… will you run with him this time?” he said looking at Sam, Sam nodded.

Edward: “don’t you dare let the bike go Sammy” I said glaring at him. he rolled his eyes.

Sam: “Babe, I won’t”

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John’s POV:

We’ve been out here for about an hour with Edward, and he’s doing a really good job, but he is still too scared for us to let him go, every time we try he freaks out and almost makes himself fall. But he Is doing good at balancing, and turning too. Sam and I both have broken a sweat from taking turns running beside him. we both are really tired. Edwards having so much fun though, he loves his bike. Right now it’s my turn to run with him. we started off just like normal, I was holding the back of his seat. I think he is ready, even if he don’t think so. So I let him go. but I kept on running beside him, because I don’t want him to know I let him go.

John: “you are doing so great Edward! Let’s turn around and go back towards Sam” I said through my heavy breathing. Edward when he was turning I reached back for his seat, just in case, but I didn’t need to hold him, he did it himself. “I’m so proud of you!” I said pushing myself to run a little faster to stay with him. when we got back to Sam he used the breaks just like we taught him too, and he came to a stop and put his foot down.

Sam: “Oh my gosh Edward! You did it! You rode it by yourself!” Edward made a confused face.

Edward: “No I didn’t, John held me”

John: “No I didn’t Edward, I let you go, and you went all the way down there and turned around, and came all the way back by yourself”

Edward: “really?”

Sam: “Yeah! He wasn’t holding you, he was just running beside you”

Edward: “You said you would tell me before you let go”

John: “you were too scared to let us let you go, I was right there to grab the bike if I needed too, but you had it Edward!”

Edward: “can I try again?”

John: “go ahead” I said gesturing towards the road.

Edward: “by myself?”

John: “yes, you can do it”

Edward: “I can’t”

Sam: “I’ll help you start, but I’m going to let you go, okay?” Edward nodded and Sam held the bike and started running with him. “Okay, you can do this!” he said letting him go. and then he walked back over to me and we both leaned against the car.

John: “my legs are killing me for all this running”

Sam: “Mine too... I’m glad he is picking it up, because I’m exhausted.” I nodded.

John: “EDWARD! DON’T RIDE IT ON THE ROCKS AND DIRT! GET BACK ONTO THE ROAD!” I yelled, so that he could hear me.

Sam: “he’s going to fall” Sam said starting to run over there. and he was right, his wheel caught on that lose gravel and he went straight over his handle bars. I took off running over to him, Sam beat me to him and he pulled the bike off of him.

Edward: “I’m okay” he said sitting up. I leaned down and helped him up, and then I looked him over, to make sure he wasn’t hurt. He just has some scratches on his hands, from trying to block his fall. “How did that happen?” he said grabbing his bike from Sam

John: “you hit a rock, or something. You need to ride where we were having you ride.”

Sam: “I’m sorry You fell Eddie, I shouldn’t have let you go” he said frowning.

Edward: “it’s okay… I was doing a good job before that, right?”

Sam: “you were doing great” he said hugging him.

John: “He’s right Edward, we are proud of you”

Edward: “can I try again?” I smiled.

John: “of course, when you fall, you can’t stay down, you got to get right back up again” Edward smiled and nodded.

Sam: “uh.. Edward, I think we should just go home” he said softly.

Edward: “but… I’m just starting to get good at it, I can’t go home yet”

Sam: “but you flew over the handlebars, I don’t want you to get hurt…”

Edward: “I’m fine Sammy”

Sam: “Edward, please… I don’t like this anymore“

John: “Sam, He wants to learn… you need to let him”

Sam: “but what if he breaks his leg or something... he is too clumsy! I don’t like it” I chuckled.

John: “you are too protective of him for your own good… Edward you aren’t too clumsy, you can do it, you were doing it! you just need to stay off the dirt and rocks” Edward nodded. and he got back on the bike…

Sam: “Eddie…” he said nervously… stepping in front of the bike, so he couldn’t go

Edward: “Sammy… please move”

Sam: “just… be careful” Sam said sighing. I helped Edward get started again and he took off down the street. I looked at Sam, and he was biting his lip, looking really nervous.

John: “They grow up too fast, don’t they?” I said chuckling. He rolled his eyes.

Sam: “I guess so” Edward fell down a couple more times, and Sam freaked out every time. But he got back up on the bike every time, he is determined to learn how to do this, and I’m proud of him. by time it started getting dark, Edward knew how to ride a bike! We put the bike in the car and we headed home.

John: “Edward, you know how to ride a bike now! Want to go for a bike ride with me tomorrow?”

Edward: “Yes! I love riding bikes…. Thank you for helping me learn how”

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Taylor’s POV:

Joe came back to the table with a bowl of ice-cream with tons of sprinkles. Denise reached over and grabbed it and took it away from him.

Joe: “Mommy! Mine!” he whined

Denise: “You are grounded from eating ice-cream young man, remember?” Joey pouted

Joe: “I don’t want to be grounded anymore” he mumbled.

Denise: “well too bad” she said giving his ice-cream to Frankie. I patted Kevin’s thigh

Taylor: “let me up” He stood up, and I got up and I went and got a chocolate chip cookie, and then I went back to our table, and I leaned down and held the cookie in front of his face, he was still pouting. “I know you are sad about the ice-cream… but I got you a cookie” he took it and smiled at me.

Joe: “thank you Taylor” he said hugging me. I kissed his cheek.

Taylor: “you are welcome, I love you Joey”

Joe: “I love you too” I pulled away and I walked over and sat back down. and Kev climbed back into my lap.

Tay: “So what do you think was wrong with Olivia today?” Tay asked Demi. Demi shrugged

Demi: “I have no idea, she was acting weird though, for sure”

Drake: “what?” Drake said confused.

Tay: “Olivia was acting really weird today, she barely even talked to us”

Drake: “did you ask her what was wrong?”

Demi: “I did, she just shrugged”

Drake: “Dan… Can I text her? please?”

Dan: “you are grounded Drake”

Drake: “please? I just want to see if she’s okay…” Dad sighed.

Dan: “you can text her when we get home” Drake nodded.

Andrea: “Deb, can I hold your baby? I’ve been wanting to get some baby time this whole night” Deb laughed and nodded and she carried Bethany over to her and passed her along to her.

Andrea: “Ohh my goodness! I miss when my children were this little! Austin! Why did you have to grow up?” Austin shrugged.

Austin: “I don’t know momma, it just happened” Andera laughed.

Scott: “she is pretty cute” he said leaning over to look at her. Andrea nodded.

Andrea: “doesn’t it make you so excited for our grandbaby to come?” she said smiling at him. He smiled and nodded.

Scott: “I’m kind of excited” that made me smile. Our parents were all SO mad when they found out about us having a baby. I think it’s starting to get a little better now though, I’m glad they are getting excited about it. I reached over and grabbed Tay’s hand, she smiled at me.

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John’s POV:

As soon as we got home Edward ran inside to tell Karie about riding the bike himself. He is so excited.

John: “I’ll probably take you home soon, because it’s a school night” Sam nodded. and we got out of the car and he helped me put the bike up.

Sam: “thank you for giving him this, it means a lot more to him then I think you realize” he said softly.

John: “it’s crazy how something so small can make him so happy”

Sam: “He hasn’t had this… his life has been really hard, you are the first people who have cared about him enough to teach him how to ride a bike” I frowned.

John: “I wish he would have had a better childhood”

Sam: “Me too” we went inside and Edward was talking all about everything that happened, and Karie was giving him her full attention. She’s excited for him, just as much as I am. Olivia was laying there on the couch, looking kind of sad.

John: “Olivia, can I talk to you in your room, please?” she nodded and stood up and we walked to her room. I pulled her into a hug.

John: “you okay, baby girl?” she nodded. “you seem sad… what’s wrong?” I said as we pulled out of the hug.

Olivia: “you spent all day with him… and bought him a bike.” she said biting her lip.

John: “Honey, it’s just a bike, we bought you a car, and we pay your insurance every month…. A bike is such a small gift compared to a car” she nodded.

Olivia: “your right, I’m just being dumb” she said looking down.

John: “and Nobody ever taught him how to ride a bike before honey, He’s never even been on one before, it took him a little while to get the hang of it”

Olivia: “I know… but I thought we would hangout today” she said softly. I frowned.

John: “I’m sorry Olivia… We can hangout tomorrow, I told Edward I would take him for a bike ride tomorrow, and I’m going to be helping Joseph Jonas with his schoolwork, but after that, we can do anything you want, okay?” she nodded and I hugged her again. “I love you sweetie”

Olivia: “I love you too dad… I’m sorry for the way I’ve been treating you and mom” I kissed her forehead.

John: “it’s all in the past sweetie, let’s just move on” she nodded.

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Kevin’s POV:

We are still out to eat with the swift family, everyone has finished eating, but everyone is still talking.

Kevin: “Taylor” I said softly, turning in his lap to look at him. He smiled at me.

Taylor: “Yes?”

Kevin: “I miss you”

Taylor: “Aw, Kevy, I miss you too little brother” he said softly. I leaned into him and cuddled into his chest.

Kevin: “Can I spend the night with you tonight?”

Taylor: “I have work tomorrow, and you have school” I pouted

Kevin: “that didn’t used to matter…” I mumbled.

Taylor: “Daddy?” Taylor asked.

Dan: “Yes?”

Taylor “Can Kev stay over?” Dan looked over at my parents and they shrugged.

Dan: “yeah, I don’t care” I smiled.

Paul: “But you need to go to bed when you get there Kevin, no staying up”

Kevin: “okay daddy”

Scott: “we should probably get going soon… but we would like to do something like this again with you guys soon”

Dan: “yeah, it’s been fun, we enjoyed it”

Denise: “Yeah, we need to go before this little sleeping boy pees on me or something” she said sighing. referring to a sleeping Frankie in her lap

Andrea: “does he pee to bed still?”

Denise: “yes, we’ve tried cutting out drinks and stuff after dinner, but he still pees, nothing has worked”

Andrea: “We have that problem with Austin, he still pees to bed sometimes”

Austin: “Moom” he whined, blushing.

Taylor: “Don’t be embarrassed Austin, I used to pee to bed, until I was your age, it will get better” Austin nodded.

Dan: “I forgot about that… Taylor used to pee to bed just because he was too lazy to get up”

Taylor: “I’m still too lazy to get up, but I’m just better at holding it now” Taylor said laughing.

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