Because who cant resist kidWill?
Fighting
Grell looked up from the pot of soup he was stirring as Undertaker stepped into the kitchen.
"What?" He asked turning the burner down.
"William is out studying at the library this afternoon. We have the house to ourselves," he smirked walking over.
"Don't distract me while I'm coo-" he was cut off as Undertaker grabbed his waist and spun him to face him.
"The soup won't burn, we can use the spare room," he replied untying the apron around the red heads waist. He leaned in and nipped at Grell's neck placing butterfly kisses along his collar bone.
"Well it has been awhile..."Grell replied wrapping his arms around Undertaker's neck.
Undertaker grinned and picked Grell up bridal style and kissed him as he began walking to the spare bedroom. Then the phone rang. Grell gave him an apologetic look as he reached for it as answered.
"Hello?" Grell answered. "Yes I am he." Grell's eyes widened. "William did what? Yes I understand. I'll be right there."
"Everything alright?" Undertaker asked as Grell hung up.
"William got into a fight at school and I need to go pick him up," he sighed.
"I can go get him," Undertaker smiled.
"That's alright, you don't have to do that," Grell told him.
"I want to," he replied setting Grell on his feet.
"Thank you. I really appreciate that," Grell replied.
Undertaker grinned and gave him a quick kiss before taking the car keys hanging off the hook and going to get William.
Undertaker walked into the office of the elementary school and found eight year William sitting in one of the small wooden chair sporting a black eye and cut lip.
"May I help you sir?" The secretary asked.
"Hm? Oh yes, I was told to pick William up here," he answered giving her a dazzling smile.
She blushed. "Alright. Um, may i ask who you are?"
"Adrian Crevan. His soon to be step father," he answered. "I have a note," he added reaching into his pocket.
"No thats quite alright. Mr. Sutcliff phoned ahead to let us know," the secretary answered. "The principal was hoping to speak with you before you take him. She'll be right out in a moment."
Undertaker nodded and sat in one of the small chairs next to William. "Would you like to tell me what happened?" He asked the eight year old.
William shook his head.
"Would you tell me for a chocolate biscuit?" He asked.
The raven haired child eyed the biscuit. "..."
Undertaker chuckled. "Suit yourself." He raised the biscuit to his mouth to take a bite.
"One of the other kids said I was a freak..." William mumbled.
Undertaker frowned. "Why on earth would they call you a freak?" He held out the biscuit to the boy who took it and munched on if. "Because I have two dads...they said that its not natural..."
Undertaker opened his mouth to reply but the sound of heels caught his attention. He looked over to find a an older woman with graying blond hair, steel blue eyes and her mouth in a thin line.
"Not a smiler" he thought.
"You must be Mr. Crevan," she spoke. "I am principal Leas. Please, step into my office."
Undertaker stood and followed her shooting Will a reassuring glance. Once seated in the wooden chair, made for adults thankfully, he crossed his legs and leaned back.
"I'm going to suspend William for the rest of the weak," she said. "I do not condone fighting at this school."
"That doesn't seem fair," Undertaker frowned. "From what he told me, the other children started it."
"And what did he tell you?" She asked.
"They called him a freak for having two fathers and told him it was unnatural," he answered.
She leaned back in her chair. "I do not see the problem."
Undertaker raised an eyebrow. "You don't?"
"No. Men are to be with women and women are to be with men as God intended," she answered.
"...You have got to fucking kidding me..." He said.
"I do not tolerate that kind of langue Mr. Crevan. Now you can tell Mr. Sut-"
"That is Ms. Sutcliff," Undertaker interrupted. "And you can tell her just why her son is suspended." He stood up and straightened his shirt sleeves.
"We aren't finished here," she said.
"Oh I think we are," he replied opening the door. "It is not your place to judge one on whom they are to be with. God created everyone equal, and if he didn't want people like me or my fiancé or any other person on this earth similar he wouldn't have created us. So you can take your one track mindset and go to hell."
He walked out of her office shutting the door with a click.
"William, lets blow this joint," he said holding out his hand.
William blinked and took the silver haired mans hand and followed him out.
"I want Will to go to a different school," Undertaker announced.
Grell looked up from his magazine. "Why?"
"Because. I don't like the values they're teaching," he answered. "They're all close minded idiots."
Grell chuckled and set the magazine down before patting his lap. Undertaker sighed and laid down, his head resting in Grell's lap looking up at him.
"I'm sorry...I just hate people like that," he apologized.
Grell ran his fingers through the silver locks and gave him a kiss. "They just don't understand what it means to have true happiness."
