Umm, Let me explain; When I had logged back in I had found that two of my stories where deleted (This one and another one called "Story of Our Life") and no this isn't a hacker I had given this to my cousin Manny (Because he helps me with inspiration, even though alot of other things also help with my inspiration, and I trust him) and I think he might of accidentally deleted my story without even knowing, that or his youngest sister did it and she's a toddler.

So im going to have to start this over again, but im going to do a different opening, so as always enjoy and I hope you will understand what had happened


Maribelle (1), Deuce's and Tricia's mom, was walking past her children's rooms while humming a tune and carrying her laundry back to her's and her husbands room to fold them then her kids clothes in their rooms.

When she had passed Deuce's room she heard a commotion when she passed by.

"Tricia cut it out!" Maribelle rolled her eyes and smiled almost reaching her room when-

"Why does it have to be so tight!?" "So that way the balloons wont fall! Now hold still while-"

Maribelle stopped in her tracks almost reaching the handle and looked back at Deuce's occupied room with a confused face and started to walk to his room right when she took hold of the handle and opened it she wished she didn't. Of course she was surprised, but she never expected THIS to happen, she had her suspicions but she guessed they were true.

Because next to the bed was Tricia standing on it with her shoes still on (She'll scold her later) and her son wearing a bra and a skirt that frankly needs something under it. Maribelle just stood there clothes on the ground (She would wash them later) and shocked with what she was seeing.

Tricia wasn't surprised like as if she figured this would happen and simply smiled at her mom while Deuce's face turned red. "Hola mama!" Tricia yelled happily while waving to her mom "MAMA! I CAN EXPLAIN!" Deuce was waving his hands frantically.

Maribelle just stood there taking everything in then shaking her head, picking up the clothes from the floor and left without another word.

Tricia looked down at her brother and giggled. Deuce just looked at her angrily "What's so funny!?" Tricia looked back at her brother and smiled "I think she likes how you look"

"HOW!? She looked more surprised then happy" Deuce then looked scared "You don't think she'll now buy me girl clothes...right?"

Tricia shrugged while going back to her work "Maybe, maybe not, but one things for sure Deuce" Said male looked at her "Be glad that it wasn't dad or we would be dead." Deuce nodded "And..." Tricia's older brother looked at her while she smiled like a fangirl mixed with a sugar-high kid.

"Ty will love how you look cousin Devina."


(1): I don't know if they mentioned the name of Deuce's mom so I just decided to make one up for her and his dad...you'll find out later.

Same ending to this...kind of...I know but I really don't care.

So I hope you like the re-edited version of this. :)

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