Hello. People. Catspats31 was after me...so I had to completely rewrite this. Rival Argentica, this was actually a very good thing, seeing as now I can work your idea into my story!

Anyway, this is dedicated to Rival Argentica for winning first place in my contest. Thanks to all those who joined, Rival Argentica, I'mNotAGoodWriter, and 39CluesFan-Star.

Ok then, let's get this show on the road. :D


Amy Rosenbloom, stared at her husband, Jake, who was sitting on the couch, looking at his phone, again. She walked up behind him and tried to give him a kiss, but he shrugged her off.

"What are you doing?" She asked him, annoyed. "You've been on that almost all day."

Jake snorted, completely ignoring Amy. "Look." He laughed. "Look at this! 'My wife and I have been married for forty-seven years, and not once have we had an argument serious enough to consider getting a divorce. Murder, yes, but never divorce.' " He snorted and clicked "like" on the facebook page.

Amy groaned. "I'm going to murder you if you don't get off that right now! Lee wants her bath, and he wants it now!"

Lee, their one year old son, tugged on Jake's pant leg, but he ignored his son's obvious want for attention.

Amy arched her eyebrows, groaned, and picked up her child. "Fine then." She snapped. "I guess I'll give him a bath." She stomped away, knowing she was acting like a teenager, but not caring.

Jake didn't even hear Amy. He was too busy looking at his friend's profile pages. He scrolled down the screen, seemingly oblivious to his wife's annoyance.

She glared at nothing, trying to ignore the fact that she was getting very annoyed, and ran the water for her son's bath.

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Jake stared at his phone, trying not to laugh. All of Amy's relatives, the crazy Cahills, were online, and were texting back and forth.

Ian Kabra: No. Of course not. Why would I do such a thing?

Natalie Cahill: Because you idiot, you're a man. Men do that stuff.

Jake had to roll his eyes. Women were so...feminist.

Jake Rosenbloom: Really? I resent being called an idiot!

Within seconds, Ian had replied.

Ian Kabra: Same bro, same.

Dan Cahill: Wait...since when do you say bro?

Just then Jake heard Amy calling him, and mentally screamed. This was just getting good. But...he supposed he should try to be kind and loving to his wife, even if it was at a most inconvenient time.

His phone buzzed, once, twice, three times, and it was really getting annoying to not answer the texts.

Amy was laughing when he came into the bathroom.

Lee was making a mustache with the bubbles. "Look Daddy!" He cried, after spitting out wads of bubbles. "I was Santa!"

Jake smiled. "Really?" Then he looked teasingly at Amy. "I wanna be Santa too!" He announced. He grabbed a wad of bubbles, and hung them from his face.

It was really difficult to breathe, with bubbles all over his mouth and nose, but somehow he managed. Then he leaned over and kissed Amy, hard.

She was knocked backwards, but in seconds was kissing him back. He tasted like soap.

Jake was just getting started when he remembered that their son was in the room. Then he realized he didn't care, Lee was, after all, only one year old.

He moved his mouth down to Amy's neck, but she stopped him, "Lee's in here!" She whispered.

Jake sighed, and moved away from Amy, breathless. "Ok, whatever." He said.

Then his phone buzzed, so he pulled it out of his pocket and walked out.

Dan Cahill: Sheesh, Jake, where you been? Off kissing Amy or something. ^^

Jake growled and quickly typed back.

Jake Rosenbloom: NO!

Ian Kabra: By the way you're being so defensive about it, one would think you were kissing Amy.

Jake rolled his eyes. Why did they have to pry into every aspect of his life?

Jake Rosenbloom: Fine. Maybe I was kissing Amy. But does it really matter? Why do you have to know everything I do, and what did you want me for earlier?

He waited, but no one replied. Finally, he shut his phone off and sat down wearily on the couch, relishing the softness and comfort it gave.

Amy came in, holding Lee wrapped in a towel. He squealed and clapped when he saw Jake. "I'm going to put him to bed now if you want to come." She said, looking at him, surprised he wasn't on his phone.

"Ok." Jake said, getting up and following Amy, listening for the telltale buzz of his phone.

They laid little Lee in his bed and shut off the light. No texts had come, so Jake finally decided to just give up.

Then he smirked as a thought occurred to him. Maybe now was a good time to finish what he started earlier.

"Amy?" He asked.

She turned around and glanced at him. "What?"

Jake pounced on her the way a cat jumps on a mouse, and kissed her violently. Finally...no interruptions. It was just the two of them...alone for a long while.

Tell me what you think people, please. Catspats31, please tell me this works...please?

Anyways, thanks to all those of you who entered my other contest. Maybe you would like to enter the contest that me and...someone else are holding. Its called War of the Ships.

I just updated it, so please go and read that right after you review this. :D

Until next time,

39addict101