Black(drabble, 1/1)
"But babe..."
"No."
"Please? It would be so awesome! C'mon, you know you can't resist..."
"I said no, Phil, and that's final! I hate that color!"
"You're no fun. Why won't you ever let me paint your toenails black?"
Amy rolled her eyes. "I told you, it's a drepressing color. It represents death. So no."
Phil pouted. "That's not fair. You always get your way!"
"Because I'm the center of your universe. You said so yourself when we got married. So there, end of argument."
"Whatever..." he muttered. "You haven't won yet..."
3 Hours Later
He finished the final coat, then quickly capped the bottle and hurried out of the room. Hopefully, she didn't smear it on the sheets.
"Now to kill time.." He looked at the clock. 9:30. What to do, what to do...
"Internet! I'll look at spoiler sites and see what crap people are coming up with now." He sat down and hit the startup button, then entered his password. Opening the internet, he typed in wikipedia, then entered his name.
He scrolled all the way to the bottom, and started to read what the fans know about his personal life...
"Phil married former WWE Diva and ECW Superstar Amy "Lita" Dumas on July 4th, 2006, just 6 months after Dumas' retirment from the bussiness. They don't have children yet, but have reportedly said that they want kids eventually."
That was true. He and Amy had talked about it a lot, and they knew they wanted at least 2 kids. He closed the window, and had almost had the computer shut down when...
"PHILLIP ANDREW BROOKES! GET YOUR ASS IN HERE RIGHT NOW!!"
He was in trouble.