Ice Skating + Advertisement= Love?

Summary: Justin is an ice skater for Toy Story 3 on Ice. Brian is hired for the advertisement. What will happen when they meet? VERY OOC (Brian) (If you don't like Brian OOC then don't read this cause you won't like it. And, don't kill me if you don't like it.)

Chapter 1

The phone was ringing loudly through the small apartment. Justin woke up and answered his cell phone. "Hello?" Justin answered the phone tiredly.

"Hey Justin, its Sam."

"What the hell do you want Sam?" He asked jokingly irritated.

"Hello to you too. Anyway, I was wondering, how would you like to be Woody in Toy Story 3 on Ice?"

"That'd be great. My daughter loves Toy Story."

"She's only 10 months."

"Well, yeah, but every time I show her a character or the movie, she smiles, laughs, and claps. She's started waving last week when I played the movie."

"That's great. I can't wait to see her again."

"She wants to see you. She says something that sounds like Sam."

"Well how you holding up?"

"I'm fine. Since Daphne died 9 months ago, I'm better than I was. I'm getting on with my life."

"That's good. So, I need to meet with you today at noon."

"Okay. I'll see you later. Bye."

"Bye." After Justin hung up he went into his daughter's room. She was awake and bouncing up and down in her crib, holding onto the bar in front of her. "Good morning my little jumping bean," he said as he picked her up. "How about we get some breakfast?" She just squealed and clapped her hands. Justin laughed.

"I'll take that as a yes." He walked out of the room and into the kitchen. Justin put his daughter in her high chair. He got out waffles from the freezer and put them in the toaster.

After breakfast, Justin cleaned up his daughter and they went into the living room area and they played together. Justin heard a knock on the door. He answered the door and was surprised who was at the door: his dad. "What the fuck are you doing here?" Justin asked irritated. The last time he saw his dad was a couple months ago. "I thought you wanted me dead. The last time I saw you, you told me you wanted me dead and you never wanted to see me again. You even hit me and almost hit my daughter. So why don't you just get the hell out of here?" Justin's voice rose with practically every word.

"Justin, let me explain. Can I come in?" Justin sighed and stepped aside to let his father in. He closed the door and led him over to the couch. "I wanted to say that after that first month we haven't talked at all it was a wakeup call for me. I realized you're my only son and I want to have a close relationship with you. I got help for anger issues and I got help to be understanding of...um...your lifestyle. I don't really know the right word. I also wanted to say that I'm sorry. So, so sorry that I hit you and said those things to you and that I almost hit your daughter, who seems to not like me very much." They looked over at his daughter and she was staring at Craig, with her face blank from across the room. "That's understandable. I hope you forgive me though. I don't expect an answer now." Craig started to get up and leave but Justin stopped him.

"Dad, wait." Craig turned around. "First, I just want to say I'm surprised you even found where I live and came over here and apologized. I forgive you." He turned to his daughter. "Alex, come here." He crouched down and held his arms out. She walked over to him and picked her up. Justin walked over to his dad with Alex in his arms. "It's okay Alex. You can trust him. I do."

"Hi Alex. I'm your grandpa." Alex held out her arms and Craig took her into his arms. She put her hand on his mouth and Craig kissed her hand. She giggled and clapped her hands. "That must have been her way of approving of me."

"I guess so. Listen, I have to go soon. I have to meet my agent."

"I remember her. I could watch Alex if you need me to."

"Sam wants to see her, but you could come with me."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm positive." They left to go meet Sam. They met up at a diner on Liberty Avenue. Before they went in, Justin stopped walking and Craig stopped too. "Dad, if you feel uncomfortable, you can leave."

"I know." They walked into the diner and spotted Sam at the back table. They walked over to her and slid into the booth.

"Hey Sam, you remember my dad."

"Yes. Hi Mr. Taylor."

"Hi Sam, call me Craig." They talked for awhile about Justin doing the show. Craig felt uncomfortable at times but not enough to leave. He was really trying hard to accept his son's life. It will take some time.