Just a short One-shot I wrote :D PLEASE REVIEW! :) It would mean the world to me, and I would write more!
"Jak, eat your vegetables." Sam said authoritatively. What? Not like Sam? This wasn't like the sixteen year old Sam, but then again, it wasn't the sixteen year old Sam. This was twenty-six year old Sam Benson, accompanied by twenty-seven year old Freddie Benson, along with Jak Howard Benson.
"But mummy, I don't want to eat my vegetables. I want more meat!"
"Freddie, get your son to eat his spinach," Sam said. Freddie could tell she was hiding a dangerous threat underneath that request. Ever since they had their first son, Sam had tried to stop being so aggressive. 'Demonic,' as Freddie would call it, and 'derogatory' as from Carly.
"Jak, no more meat until you eat your spinach," Freddie commanded in a fatherly tone. You wouldn't think of Sam and Freddie being the best parents, but they were just as good as any other. In some situations, better.
"What?" Jak asked, astonished.
"Pardon." Freddie corrected. Sam snickered.
"Freddie, come on, manners? Do you want him to turn out like you?" Freddie shot her a glare, clearly stating 'not in front of the kid.' Sam giggled again, but continued picking at her own bacon. Jak was a buff like boy with dirty blond hair and blue eyes. he was Outgoing, witty and strong like his mother, but loyal, loving and smart like his father. Sam and Freddie were so proud. They were fine parents indeed. They spoiled him, but not rotten. It was difficult at times, because of Freddie and Sams relationship. It may have matured, but Sam was still dominant, pushy and cruel at times, just like Freddie was impatient, underdogged and unsocial sometimes. But only sometimes. Most of the time, they got along fine, humorous teenage jokes coming back to bite them in the butt as they learned more and more about each other everyday. Sam still didn't believe in manners, or anything like that of sort, though she tried to pull of the best mum for Jak. She tried really hard, and she was a stay-at-home mum, because we all know how her and work mix. Freddie held the family job, trying to be Almighty Super Dad.
"Oh chiz. Sorry babe, gotta run. Work in fifteen minutes," Freddie got up and walked over to Sam, kissed her lightly on the lips, and walked over to Jak. He hugged the little boy, and they both smiled. Jak might have gotten his mums eyes, but his smile was all Freddie. Sam liked that. It helped her get through he day sometimes... but she would never admit it. "You be good." He warned, pointing to both of them.
"Yes daddy," Sam mocked sarcastically, making Jak laugh. Freddie rolled his eyes and closed the door behind him.
"Oh boy, Jak," Sam got up and started cleaning the dishes, "Your dad sometimes..."
Jak looked over dumbfounded, "What?"
"Pardon."
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