"There's like nothing on this stupid TV." Mike commented as he was looking through the television channels on the Trudel TV. "Huh, I guess a movie works." He concluded as he presed a channel which had the movie The Ring.

After that movie was over, Mike heard someone come down the stairs part way and asked, "Mike, why are you still up? You do know there's a little thing called sleep, right?" It was Peter who asked that question.

"Yeah, but I've noticed that Haylie still didn't come home and I wanted to make sure that she comes home safely." Mike answered.

"You care about my daughter?" Peter asked.

"Well, she might become my possible step sister so I gotta care about her." Mike answered.

"Nice to know you do." Peter said as he went back upstairs.

After that, Mike checked the clock beside him and it said 1:30 AM. "Huh, Haylie should be getting home by now. Time for another movie."

After the movie that he chosed Dawn of the Dead was over, he heard somebody fumbling with something, than a few moments later, the front door opened.

"Nice to have you home Haylie." Mike said.

"Holy blue cheese, Mike don't do that ever again in this lifetime. And besides, why are you doing up at…" Haylie trailed off, forgetting the time.

"2:15? Well, because I wanted to know where 'Daddy's little Devil' really was." Mike replied.

"I told you, a dinner and a movie." Haylie said.

"Well, it must've been a really long move." Mike said.

"It was a horror movie marathon, it'd started at six this evening, and it was supposed to end at four in the morning, but my date wanted me home because of the time." Haylie said as she quietly made her way upstairs because she didn't want to wake up her father.

"Yeah right, you know the horror movie marathons are on Saturdays….and it's Thursday, technically Friday whatever." Mike said.

Haylie stopped mid-way up the stairs before turning to Mike and replying, "Fine, after the movie, he'd took me to my favourite spot somewhere in Long Island and we'd just watched the moon and stars for a little while, happy?" Haylie asked before returning to her room.

.x

10:45 AM

It was (part of) a wonderful Friday morning, and Mike was up bright and early this time, and he saw a passed out-looking Haylie (deja-vu from yesterday). Somehow remembering from Josh about what horror movie character used to (and probably still) scared the crap out of Haylie, he'd went through his closet for a little while before finding the two things that he wanted, and put one of them on his face.

He went over to Haylie's bed, kneeled right in front of her face, shook her a little bit with the object in his hand until her eyes fluttered open, before realizing what was in front of her, then her eyes turned wide opened and she screamed as loud as she could.

"Oh my God, Jason wants to fucking kill me!" Haylie exclaimed as she kicked "Jason" in the face away from her.

"Calm down Haylie." "Jason" said.

"How the fuck do you know my name?" Haylie asked.

"Because it's me." Mike said lifting the mask to reveal himself.

Haylie calmed down for a few minutes before the "shock" she had turned into pure anger. "Why the fuck would you do that? You somehow knew that I'm terrified of fucking Jason!" Haylie said as she made her way to the bathroom.

"What's with all the sound in this room?" Barb asked as her and Peter entered the room.

"You're son pretended to be Jason from the Friday the 13th series." Haylie said, on the verge of tears.

"And you're scared of him?" Barb asked, turning her attention to Haylie.

Haylie nodded yes, before the 'water works' started to form.

Barb went over to the Punk Diva and hugged her, before turning her head to Mike and said, "Why would you do something that terrifies someone to tears?"

"But Mom, it was funny." Mike said with a shrug of his shoulders.

"It wasn't funny to Haylie." Peter said. "Mike, apologize to Haylie."

"Fine." Mike started. "Haylie, I'm sorry."

Haylie didn't respond as she just evil glared him and her and Barb made their way downstairs to the kitchen.

"Don't do that again…ever." Peter said. "Especially when it's officially Friday the 13th." He added before leaving the room.

"But it was funny." Mike said to no one in particular as he put the Jason mask and the fake machete on his bed and made his way downstairs.

.x

The breakfast table was pretty silent, Haylie was just evil glaring Mike for what he did to her a few minutes ago, Emma was just minding her own business (she's like the sane one in this family), and Peter and Barb are trying to figure out what the heck to do to control their kids. (AN: And I don't think what they're going to say isn't going to help the Haylie/Mike situation AT ALL)

"Kids, we got an announcement to make." Barb said.

"What?" Haylie asked. "You're son is an egotistical jackass, because, we all know that." Haylie said.

"Oh shut up punky." Mike said.

"Kids." Peter said, which made them automatically shut their mouths. "Anyways, just to put it shortly, the Mizanins are going to be getting a new step sister and Haylie are going to be getting a new step brother and sister." Peter said.

"What about Josh?" Haylie asked.

"Haylie, when he was twenty, he wasn't legally my kid, remember?" Peter asked.

"Oh yeah." Haylie said, before asking…" Wait, wait, wait, wait, so you and Barb are going to get married?"

"Yes." Barb said.

"Congratulations." Emma said.

"Thank you Emma." Peter said.

"This is perfect, my step brother is a moron." Haylie said.

"My step sister is a cold hearted bitch, I think it's worse than being a moron." Mike said.

While Mike and Haylie were fighting, Peter whispered to Barb, "There's no control over those kids, is there?"

"Because of what's happening in the WWE, no. But we're going to try and get them to get along, for us."

Easier said than done.