Love You This Big Chapter 1: Love You This Big, an austin & ally fanfic

Author's Note: Decided to do a nice, light-hearted family one-shot featuring our favorite couple; Austin and Ally. :) Don't own Scotty McCreery's song "I Love You This Big". Hope you enjoy it! No drama, no conflict, no nothing besides Auslly and fluffy moments.

Love You This Big

Austin walked into the door of his house, trying to sneak carefully around his wife so she wouldn't see him.

"Austin, I know it's you," Ally said sternly before breaking down into giggles. "You almost made me burn dinner trying to fool you!"

"Aw, darn it! I thought I made it this time," Austin said playfully, snapping his fingers.

"Abigail is upstairs playing with her new dolls if you want to see her before dinner," Ally said, turning making to the pot on the stove.

"Is Dylan home from college yet?"

"No. He did call though. Says he has something very important to tell you."

Austin couldn't resist smiling. Out of his five children, Dylan was the only boy, and the oldest. He needed a little boy-to-boy bonding in this household of girls. "The twins?" he asked.

"Megan's in her room supposedly doing her homework and Michelle is finishing up her big art project for the art show next month."

Austin nearly snorted. "Those girls may be identical but they are nothing alike."

"Yeah, got that right," Ally laughed out as she put dinner into the oven.

"Yay! I got one right! Out of what? A thousand?"

"Yeah, 1000 to one me," Ally said as she shook a bit of salt into the pot. "Sabrina is also on a date with her boyfriend. She'll be back by dinner she said."

"If she's anything like you, she'll be home an hour before dinner! How old is she now? Fifteen?"

"Sixteen."

"Oh, opps," Austin flustered, his cheeks reddening because he forgot his daughter's age. "She's going to be learning how to drive soon isn't she?"

"Yeah, yikes."

"Yikes? Dylan turned out fine."

"Yeah, and Dylan and Sabrina are just like two peas in a pod," Ally said sarcastically.

"Hey, don't turn on me! Talk to Sabrina!" Austin said, putting his hands up in surrender.

"And to think, after all this years, and you're still acting like you're twenty!" Ally teased, raising the arm with the wooden spoon up to provoke Austin.

"Hey! You're still acting twenty too!"

Ally lowered the spoon, keeping the playful look in her eyes. "Do I still look it? I think I got my first gray hair yesterday after yelling at the twins for not cleaning up after themselves."

Austin groaned. "Ally, you look the same way you did when you were sixteen. Why'd you yell at the twins? It's their last year in elementary school; let them enjoy it before they start doing chores."

"You have to start when they're little Austin. They're like puppies, train them when little, nudge them out of the nest when its time."

Austin rolled his eyes. "Blah, blah, blah. I'm going to play with Abby while you finish dinner. Don't want me to make you ruin it now, should we?" He ran up the stairs before Ally could reply. He walked down the hallway until he reached the five-year-old's door to her bedroom.

"Knock, knock. May I come in?" Austin said cheerfully, lightly knocking on the opened door.

Abby laughed wholeheartedly at her father. "Silly Daddy! Amy's about to go shopping, do you want to play with Mary?" she asked, handing Austin a brunette Barbie doll.

Austin didn't have any dignity left with the entire playing dolls thing over the years so he took the doll with a smile on his face and sat on the floor next to his youngest daughter.

He straightened the doll's hair before holding it on her feet. He walked the doll over to Abby's doll, bouncing it up and down. Austin raised the pitch of his voice as he made the doll talk. "I heard that you are going shopping. May I come too? This dress is so thirty seconds ago," Austin said, trying not to laugh.

Abby giggled, nearly toppling over the doll store behind her. "Of course Mary! We can have a big shopping—um, what's the word Daddy?" she asked, looking up at Austin.

"Spree," he said, bringing Abby into a big one-armed hug.

"Oh, spree. Shopping spree," she muttered. Then Abby got serious as another question crossed he mind. "Daddy?"

"Yes, honey?"

"Do you love me?"

Austin nearly chuckled. This was the first time one of his kids asked him that. "Of course I love you."

"How much do you love me?"

"Well, let's put it like this," Austin said, dropping the doll as he picked up the acoustic guitar he accidentally left on his back. Strumming, he began to sing.

I know I'm still young
But, I know how I feel
I might not have too much experience
But, I know when love is real.

By the way my heart starts pounding
When I look into your eyes
I might look a little silly
Standing with my arms stretched open wide.

By now, the twins had abandoned their work and entered their sister's room to listen to their father sing.

I love you this big
Eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big

I'll love you to the moon and back
I'll love you all the time
Deeper than the ocean
And higher than the pines.

'Cause girl, you do something to me
Deep down in my heart
I know I look a little crazy
Standing with my arms stretched all apart.

Sabrina came home but stopped by her sister's doorway when she heard her father's untimely voice fill the entire floor. Her date with her boyfriend dissolved from her mind as she sat down next to Megan, who decided it would be a good time to attempt to change her blonde hair pink. Only she didn't finish and only got her bangs done. It still looked pretty well though, gave a difference to determine the twins apart.

So much bigger than I ever dreamed my heart ever would
I love you this big
And I'd write your name in stars across the sky
If I could, I would

"Hello? I'm home!" Dylan shouted from downstairs, dropping the car keys from the table. His mother must've been in the pantry, she never left food unattended. The music drifted from up the stairs and he followed it to Abby's room, which had turned to a little party center, minus his mother. Smiling, he squeezed into an empty space on the floor and listened to the rest of the song.

I love you this big
Oh, eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big

I love you this big
Oh, eyes have never seen... this big
No-one's ever dreamed... this big
And I'll spend the rest of my life
Explaining what words cannot describe but, I'll try
I love you this big

Sabrina, the hopeless romantic, rubbed a stray tear from her eye. Abby was on Austin's lap, hugging him tight. Michelle's reading glasses had slipped down her nose while Megan looked like she got hit in the face with a balloon filled with pink spray. But Austin's heart felt whole again as his son sat next to him, looking exactly like him except for the brown hair.

"Dinner's ready!" Ally shouted up the stairs.

The Hallmark moment was gone and Austin returned to his playful self. "Race ya to the dinner table!" he shouted, all the girls running and screaming out of the room.

"The whole family's here again for another dinner we'll no doubt mess up," Dylan said, standing up.

"Yep. Who's gonna start it this time?" Austin teased, holding his arms open. Dylan enfolded himself in his father's arms before they too raced down the stairs to the dinner table.

Author's Note: The End! Did you like it? I wonder who started the dinner riot? Austin? Probably. Please review! That'll make my day brighter! Oh, yeah, sorry there wasn't any real interaction between Austin and Ally. I based this more on a father-daughter bond. :) Okay, good-bye-byes. :) Oh, if you want descriptions on the kids...

Dylan Moon: 20, brown hair, brown eyes.

Sabrina Moon: 16, dirty blonde hair, hazel eyes.

Megan and Michelle Moon: 11, blonde hair, brown eyes.

Abigail Moon: 5, blonde hair, hazel eyes.

And we all know what Austin and Ally Moon look like! Oh yeah, except the fact that I kinda had to make them 40 years old because Dylan was born when they were twenty and he's twenty now. :) Okay, now my rambles are done. And my smileys-after this one. :) Bye!