Haaiiii FFers! Like I said, I'm updating more often since I have the time now. Thanks for the lovely reviews and I'm going to make this A/N short, but after the chapter there will be an A/N that talks about a cameo you can be in the next chapter AND even though we agreed on a different character ThatKidFromSchool, I'm deciding that I'm posting the link for another character. And as a special treat… this chapter will have more of little Carter Tobias Cavanaugh! I know some of you want to get to know the little guy better, so you will in this chapter ;-) And as pre-requested by my fellow friend (not you BonQuiQui), there will be a sweet Augalon (August, and Avalon) scene ^.^ Also, the song that August was singing in the last chapter was "Echo" by Jason Walker if you wanted to here it. Did I mention there's a lot of steamy, sweet, and cute Spoby *cough cough* jealousandsluttygirlsthatmakeSpencerfeelbad *cough cough* in this chapter? Enjoy!
Chapter 6: Don't Hit Your Head!
"It nowt abouwt da mowney, mowney. We down't need da mowney, mowney. We jwust want to mwake da world dance, fowget abouwt da pwice tags," the little toddler voice echoed through the Rivers' household as Hanna washed the dishes.
The long-haired man who was seated on the couch, laughed at the blue-eyed boy. Carter never failed to amaze him whenever he picked up things from his parents. Getting up, Caleb walked over to Carter - who was playing with his favorite teddybear on the rug while "Price Tag" blasted from the radio - and squatted down to his level.
"What'cha singing there buddy?" he asked and was met by a pair oceanic blue eyes.
Carter fumbled over the words as he tried to say it. "P-pwice… Tag?"
"That's right! You know your songs, Car," Caleb said and ruffled the little boy's hair, causing him to squeal. "Are you hungry? It's almost lunch time."
Carter nodded eagerly and reached up towards his uncle. "Me hungwy."
Caleb picked up his nephew and carried him over to the kitchen where Hanna was beginning to make some sandwiches. Toby had dropped off Carter at the Rivers' since he and Spencer were working and Avalon had plans with Zooey. The blonde turned down the radio and called for Nikki and Julie. The two siblings ran down the stairs and to the kitchen counter and greeted everyone.
"Hey Carter!" Julie said and gave her cousin a kiss to the forehead. Nikki mimicked his sister before they both sat down.
"Is Hunter still asleep?" Hanna asked.
Nikki nodded. "Yup. He sleeps too much."
"Well, he's only one and babies need their rest," Julie said and bounced Carter on her knee.
"Then doesn't that make Carter a baby?" he asked.
"No-" Julie paused before turning her head to her parents. "Wait… is Carter still a baby?"
"Sort of. He'll turn three soon, so that'll make him a toddler," Caleb explained.
"No, he's still a baby!" Hanna argued, but she knew Carter was almost a toddler.
"Toddler," Caleb said.
"Baby," Hanna said.
They looked at their kids. "Well?"
"Baby!"
"Toddler!"
Nikki and Julie looked at each other. "It's on."
"Baby!" Nikki and Hanna exclaimed.
"Toddler!" Julie and Caleb exclaimed back.
Carter resembled a confused puppy as he tilted his head to the side at each word. At that moment, any one could've died of the cuteness overload that he was presenting.
"BABY."
"TODDLER."
"For the love of God! He's still a baby-" Hanna was interrupted by Carter's tiny laugh as he pulled on Caleb's hair.
"Ouch! Carter-OW!" Caleb yelped before Carter let go, but still had a smile etched across his small face, revealing the dimples in his cheeks.
"I sowwy," Carter said as he saw the hurt expression on his uncle's face and his cute smile drooped.
It didn't take Caleb a second to forgive Carter - one big trait he had gotten from the man himself were the big blue eyed that doubled in size when he felt guilty or got scared. Damn genetics. He gave Carter a kiss on the cheek and smiled.
"Apology accepted."
The sweet little moment was interrupted by a wail coming from upstairs. Hanna stopped what she was doing and started to make her way to the stairs.
"I'll be back, Hunter needs to be changed," she said and disappeared upstairs.
"Oh God, we shouldn't be doing this!"
"Calm down, I know what I'm doing, goody-goody."
Biting her thumbnail, the blue-eyed brunette looked around the dark alley with snow sprinkled across the ground and pulled her black hoodie over her head a little more. "Zooey! Let's get out of here before we get into serious trouble!"
The crimson red haired girl in the same dark hoodie, rolled her emerald eyes. "Ava! We're not going to get caught! I've done this since I was eleven, I know what I'm doing."
"I just have a bad feeling..." Avalon said and darted her eyes around the area. "What if we get jumped? Or robbed? There are child molesters around here!"
"Ooh, so scared," Zooey said and wriggled her arms around. "Please, I'll kick them in the balls even if my life didn't depend on it."
Shaking the black and lime green colored can, Zooey pressed on the knob and the can released lime green spray paint onto the brick wall. Stepping sideways, she stood on her tiptoes and painted a graffiti-like 'C'. Avalon watched in amazement as her friend grabbed all sorts of spray paints from her bag and wrote 'Creativity Is What Makes Us Who We Really Are' across the wall. Creativity defiantly made Zooey who she really was.
One of the many things people didn't know about Zooey was that she was a graffitist. Her sweet-yet-not-so-sweet image was only for show - but she was sweet in her personality - because outside, she did illegal things. Things like graffiti.
Avalon scanned her friend's image and frowned. Zooey had cut her long, curled locks and straightened them. Her hair was dyed into a crimson red and she had gotten two piercings on the corner of her lower lip. Why did she change her image? She shook her head and got out of her daze before she realized Zooey was making a run for the end of the alley.
"Zo-" before Avalon could begin her sentence, she heard a deep voice.
"Hey! What are you doing to my wall?!" yelled the bookstore owner.
"Crap..." Avalon muttered before running down the alley - slipping a bit on the ice - towards Zooey.
Zooey grabbed her hand and dragged her down the street until they were out of site. She looked at the brunette before she burst out laughing.
"It's not funny! We could've gotten into trouble!" Avalon exclaimed.
"O-oh God!" Zooey laughed. "D-did you see his f-face? Priceless!"
Avalon started to laugh at the memory of the man's facial expression. "That was kinda funny."
"C'mon, let's go get something to eat. I'm starving," Zooey said and they made their way back to her car.
She placed everything in the trunk and they hopped in before heading off to The Brew. Avalon spoke up after a moment of silence.
"Why?"
"Why what?" Zooey asked.
"Why do you do graffiti or whatever it is you do?"
Zooey sighed. "Well, I do it to get away from the world and it's pointless drama. Ever since my sister..." she paused. "I hated everything the world threw at me. As if I could handle more of this drama. But when I was searching through her room, I found a box of spray paints and pictures of her street art and I decided to follow in her footsteps."
"I'm sorry about your sister," Avalon said and gave her friend's thigh a squeeze. "She was a great sister."
"How do you know? You've never even met her," she said.
"Because the way you smile when you talk about her... I can tell she was and always will be a great sister."
"Thanks Ava-"
"Zooey! Watch out!" Avalon screamed and Zooey pushed on the breaks, nearly hitting their jet-black haired friend.
August stared at them wide-eyed, with his mouth ajar. "What the hell you guys?! You could've killed me!"
"Sorry!" both girls squeaked.
August shook the snow - that the vehicle had showered him with - off of him and made his way over to Avalon's side of the car and she rolled down the window. "Nice driving. Luckily it was me and not some old lady."
"Well," Zooey began. "You should learn to look both ways, idiot!"
"Shut up," he teased.
"So, where are you headed?" Avalon asked.
"The Brew," he said.
"Oh, we were going there too. Want a ride?" Zooey asked.
"Sure, just don't kill anyone during the drive," he said and climbed into the backseat.
On the way, the three friends started to make conversation about school and the usual, until August brought up the subject.
"Ava? When are you getting your car? Zooey doesn't want to drive you around that much anymore..."
She glared at him. "Same goes for you, dimwit."
"I'm kidding!"
"I'm not talking to you..."
"No! Please? I wove you!" he said and when she didn't respond, he leaned her seat back so that she was lying down and hugged her.
"August James! You're going to get the three of us killed!" Avalon exclaimed and batted him away, but he had a tight hold on her and soon, he sprinkled kisses all over her face.
"No! I won't let you go until you forgive me!"
"Oh for the love of Spongebob... I forgive you!" she said.
"Say you wove me," he said in a mushy-gushy voice.
"No!"
"Then I'll hold you tight and never let go."
Rolling her azure eyes, Avalon sighed. "Fine. I wove you. Now will you please let me go?"
I'd never let you go, Avalon Cavanaugh... he thought, but did so anyways.
As she pulled her seat back up, she snatched his gray beanie and put it on her head. She looked at August in the mirror and laughed at his hair; it was sticking up all over the place.
"You need a haircut dude," Zooey said.
"I cut it a month ago!"
"It grows too fast," she said.
"I like his hair," Avalon said. "It looks good on him and it's not that long."
"Thank you!" he breathed and swatted Zooey on the head.
"Eff you!" she exclaimed before they laughed and continued their drive.
Pushing the tall man past the crowd of workers, the mocha-eyed brunette led her husband over to the tan truck. He gave her a puzzled look and that only made her shove him into the truck herself. She got into the driver's side and started the vehicle that had been kept by the blue-eyed man for the past seventeen years since he himself was seventeen. Throughout the long drive, he looked at his wife with a questioning look.
"Where are we going?" he asked.
"Somewhere," she said.
"It better be important since you had to lie to my boss that we had a family emergency."
"Toby, just shush," she said.
"Spencer-"
Spencer's eyes rolled upwards. "We're going somewhere. That's all I'm telling you."
The rest of the drive was silent until Spencer finally stopped in front of big building. Getting out of the truck, Toby looked at her.
"The Rosewood Mall?"
The smile that had been absent during the ride made a cameo on Spencer's face. "Yup. Today we're going to go back in time and have some fun." He laughed and she linked her arm through his and they made their way into the mall.
First Stop: Macy's
Spencer practically dragged Toby into the store since he refused to set foot in it. Finally, he gave in and walked around the store with her and looked at the clothing. Deciding to have some fun, he ducked behind one of the racks of clothing and when Spencer looked through them, he jumped out.
"Boo!" he said and she squeaked before hitting him on the head, but laughed none the less.
"Jerk," she said.
"Well, that cute squeak was defiantly worth it," he said and caught her hand and gave her a quick kiss on the forehead.
Rolling her eyes, she broke away and pointed to the men's clothing. "C'mon!"
Toby groaned, but followed her into the area. Spencer looked around and grabbed some jeans, jackets, and shirts before grabbing his hand and led him to the dressing rooms. She talked to the lady and she led them to the family dressing rooms and closed the door. Toby raised an eyebrow, but Spencer separated the clothing items and gestured towards them.
"Try them on," she said.
"Um... I'm good," he said.
"Toby! You haven't gotten new clothes in literally three months, you need new clothes."
"But these are too... eh," Toby said and grimaced at them.
Getting up, Spencer looked through them and chose out an outfit and placed them in Toby's arms. "Try those on. No buts."
"Fine," he sighed and went into the corner of the room that was far away from the door.
There was a moment of silence between them and Spencer gave him a 'what-the-hell-are-you-waiting-for' look. He twirled his finger for her to turn around.
"Are you serious?" she asked, her mouth hanging.
"Um, yes? I need my own privacy," he said, his eyes widening.
"Since when do you have privacy? We're married and we have kids that actually took a specific process that took away all privacy privileges between us, so this shouldn't be a big deal, Toby," she said in a 'duh' tone.
"Spencer! People can hear us!" he hissed as his face turned red, causing her to laugh. "Just turn around!"
Throwing her arms up, she turned her back to him. "Fine! I won't look, Drama Queen."
He chuckled a bit and changed. Spencer took out her mirror and checked her makeup until she caught a glimpse of Toby behind her in only his boxers, texting someone - probably Ezra - as his back was turned to her and the clothes piled haphazardly on the floor a few feet from him. Just to tease him a little, she turned around, but he was oblivious as to what she was starting to do. Spencer got up and snatched every piece of clothing in the room and crawled out of the bottom opening of the dressing room and outside. Noticing that there was no worker at the entrance, she pushed the rackets into the lady's dressing room and ran to the other side of Macy's with the clothes in hand.
Toby got another text and opened it.
Come find me... and your clothes... -S
He turned around and gasped. "Spencer!"
Opening the door, Toby looked around, but couldn't find the brunette. He looked around the rooms for some clothing, but had no success, so he looked towards the entrance of the dressing rooms. The racks were all in the women's rooms.
Damnit, Spencer... he thought and darted his head around before he got another text.
Since you say you're brave, come out in the open and you'll see me... -S
Cursing under his breath he looked into the store and then spotted Spencer waving to him a few yards away. She winked at him before running off with the clothing. Making a daring move, Toby ran out into the store and chased after his crazy wife.
"Spencer!" he called. "Spencer!"
Spencer was laughing her head off as she saw the azure-eyed man running after her in only his boxers. She went into the kids' clothing aisle and zigzagged around. Toby groaned and silently apologized to the kids that would witness the sight of him almost nude. He darted into the aisle and looked around for Spencer. He saw her running towards the accessory aisle and sprinted towards her.
"Spencer! Give me my clothes back!"
"Catch me first, honey!" she called over her shoulder and passed by an old couple.
He passed by them and the old lady gasped. "Put some pants on, boy! This isn't a porn movie set!"
Blushing, he looked back. "Sorry!"
Spencer was defiantly having a kick out of this. Seeing her husband running around the store almost naked was just too funny for her. Reaching for her phone, she put it on video and filmed Toby as he ran.
"Are you v-video taping me?" he asked and received a nod from her. "Spencer!"
Spencer laughed even harder at the Macy's workers faces as they saw Toby. Everyone in the store had stopped what they were doing to watch the scene before them. Toby's face was was heating up at the attention he was getting and if he were Tinker Bell, his face would be as red as a tomato... literally. Turning the corner, he spotted Spencer bolting into the the makeup aisle and ran as fast as he could. Suddenly, he saw her going towards the exit of the store that led to the center of the mall.
She has got to be shitting with me... he thought, but he knew Spencer all too well.
As if everything had slowed down, Toby sprinted his heart out after Spencer. The mocha-eyed brunette nearly tripped over one of the jeans, giving him an advantage as he jumped and caught her around the waist and they both fell to the ground. Toby landed on top of Spencer and raised a brow.
"Almost exposed me some more," he breathed. "Luckily I was wearing boxers."
She giggled. "Yeah, but everyone's gonna see either way."
He gave her a puzzled look and she pointed to the people with their phones out - recording the whole thing. Groaning, Toby hid his face in her neck, but was secretly smiling. He had to admit; it was pretty funny. They got up and Spencer was already beginning to have second thoughts about her little game. The girls in the store were gawking at Toby and she couldn't blame them - he had gotten even more built. Toby smirked and pulled Spencer against his side and planted a kiss on top of her head as they made their way towards the dressing rooms.
After Toby came back out, fully dressed, he crossed his arms and looked at Spencer who was looking down in shame.
"I'm sorry," she said and looked up at him with her puppy eyes.
Letting out a sigh, he smiled at her. "You know I can't be mad at you, even though I should be."
Smiling softly, she wrapped her arms around his middle. "But I truly am sorry. I just wanted to have fun."
"It's okay, Spence," he said and rested his chin on her head. "But you know I'm getting back at you, right?"
She groaned as they began walking out of the store. "I know that. That's why I regret doing that."
Second Stop: Forever 21
"I don't really go here..." Toby said as he looked around the store.
"Well, the girls and I always come here. Avalon comes here with Zooey and sometimes August when he feels like it," Spencer said as she looked through the clothes.
Shrugging, Toby sat down on the ground and took out his phone and went on YouTube. While Spencer was looking at a cute top, she heard Toby laughing and looked at him weirdly. Deciding to ignore it, she continued her search until he laughed even louder and now people were looking at him with a puzzled look. Spencer bended down to his level on the floor and raised an eyebrow.
"What are you laughing about?" she asked.
Toby looked at her, still laughing. "T-this... g-goat is too f-funny!"
"Let me see," she said and he turned his iPhone so that she could see.
Sure enough, he was watching the Taylor Swift "I Knew You Were Trouble" goat version. She let out a laugh not only at the video, but at how cute the blue-eyed man looked when he laughed. She ruffled his hair and smiled.
"Keep the laughing down, you crazy man," she said and got up.
He gave her a playful glare and then tapped on another video and his laugh decided to make another cameo. "I-I love Y-youtube!"
The things I do for this man... she thought and shook her head.
Spencer sighed and decided to go up to the second floor, leaving Toby alone on the first floor. When he looked up, his head darted around as he looked for his wife. He got up and walked around the store, but couldn't see her.
"Spencer...?" he called like a little five-year old that was looking for his mom.
What he was unaware of were the two teenage girls that were checking him out like their favorite dish on a menu.
Meanwhile With Spencer...
"How's Carter doing with you?"
"He's doing fine. How can you and Toby make such cute babies?" Hanna asked over the phone.
"I honestly don't know... genetics," Spencer said as she held up some jeans.
"Hmm, true. Where are you?"
"I am currently at Forever 21 with my crazy husband who started laughing at a goat video."
"Knew it."
"How? You're not even here."
"Oh, I texted him the link and he checked it out, since you just said he did."
"You guys are weird. Well, I need to go because I can't hold a phone and shop at the same time. Call you later?"
"Yeah. Buy something hot and sexy for your crazy husband! Ooh! Victoria's Secret is having a sale on clothes today! Go get a lingerie-"
"Hanging up now. Goodbye," Spencer said with a laugh before hanging up.
She walked around the second floor and came across a nice top. Looking at it, she smiled and held it up to her frame and looked in the mirror. She twisted her lips and sighed; it was for a woman with more chest. To Spencer, she had a chest the size of a twelve-year old barely going through puberty. She put it back on the rack where she found it and looked around for something that fitted her a little more.
She rounded the corner and the sight that greeted her made her fume with anger. If she were an animated bull, steam would've escaped from her ears and nostrils like a choo-choo-train.
There, across the aisle, was Toby being flirted with by two girls who looked like they were barely twenty-three. One of them was a blonde with hazel eyes and the other was a brunette with blue highlights and green eyes. The blonde was touching Toby's bicep and he looked extremely uncomfortable.
Those sluts are gonna die... Spencer thought harshly as she marched over there.
"Um, girls, I really need to get back to my w-"
"Hey babe," Spencer said casually as she came up next to him.
"Who are you?" asked the brunette and crossed her arms.
"Oh! Where are my manners? I'm Spencer," she said with a fake smile.
"Who?" the blonde asked.
"She's my wife," Toby said and wrapped his arm around Spencer's waist.
Both girls glared at Spencer and the brunette spoke up. "You can do better."
That statement made Toby's blood boil and he set his jaw. "I'm sorry, who asked you to judge me on my love life?"
"Since we saw this slut," the blonde said.
"Am I really the slut here? Because last time I checked, I wasn't dressed like one," Spencer said and gestured to the girls' appearance. "Sluts."
"At least we're pretty," the blonde began and smirked. "And not some stiff twig."
At that moment, Toby could feel his wife's self-esteem boost up as she shifted uncomfortably on her feet. He stepped up to both girls and straightened up his posture so that he was towering over them.
"Don't you ever speak to her like that. I don't know what the hell you thought when you saw me, but this," he said and pointed to his wedding ring. "Means I'm off limits. Are we clear?" They both nodded. "Good, then get out of my sight."
Both girls gulped and trotted off to the other side of the store and when they were gone, Toby looked at Spencer. She looked at him and bowed her head. Walking up to her, Toby titled her chin upwards and rested his forehead against hers. They stayed like that before Spencer spoke.
"So you're off limits?"
He nodded. "One hundred percent."
"Hmm, I wonder who the lucky lady is..."
"Well, to begin with, she's smart," he tapped her head. "Kind-hearted," he patted the area where her heart was. "And to top it all off, she's beautiful," he cupped her face and pecked her lips.
She blushed. "Toby..."
"And all this," he gestured to his figure. "Is all hers. So I'm off limits to every girl except for you, Spence."
He caught her hand in his again and she smiled. "How did I get so lucky?"
"I should be the one asking that," he said and they walked out of the store, hand-in-hand.
"August? What are you doing?" the crimson red haired girl asked as she munched on her muffin.
The hazel-green eyed boy, who's head rested on his arms on the table, shrugged. "I'm staring at the cup."
"Why?" Avalon asked and sipped her hot chocolate.
"I'm trying to see if I can see the liquid through the cup," he said and squinted.
Zooey placed a hand on his shoulder and used a sympathetic tone. "Do you need to see a doctor? I think you're suffering from a disease called 'AugustIsAIdiotsclosis'. I heard it's very contagious."
Avalon laughed while August flipped off the girl. "I hate you."
"I love you too, baby!" she said, feigning happiness.
Turning his eyes away from the cup, he lifted his head and looked towards Avalon. "When's your next field hockey game?"
"Um, after winter break or until the snow clears up. The game before that was easy since there wasn't as much snow," she answered.
He nodded. "That's cool. We'll be rooting for you."
"Thanks," she said and smiled, causing his heart to swell. "I know this is random, but I wonder what my parents are doing right now..."
"I think I know," Zooey said with a laugh as she showed them the YouTube video of Toby chasing Spencer at Macy's in only his boxers. The video had gone viral already!
"What the hell?!" August said and looked at the screen, wide-eyed. "Is that your dad?!"
Avalon was speechless. "Um..."
While they were weirded out, Zooey was cracking up. "Oh... my... God! I'm dying over here, someone call 911!"
Throwing one of her cookies at her friend, Avalon groaned. "Great job, Dad. Now we'll be the talk of the town."
"It's already gotten two million views!" Zooey exclaimed.
"Shoot me," Avalon mumbled and rested her head on the table. August smiled and mimicked her so that his face was aligned with hers.
Avalon touched his jaw, where he had a bit of a stubble, and twisted her nose. "You need to shave."
"I don't! I'm barely growing it," he said and she giggled.
"Because you want to be manly with that small beard and mustache of yours?"
"Yes!"
"All right then," she said and reached for a chocolate muffin.
Zooey and August both reached for the last muffin and they both got it.
"I had it first!" they both said.
"No you didn't!" they said again.
The argument went on for another five minutes until Avalon became irritated. "August, you can share my muffin with me!"
"At least someone's nice," August said and rolled his eyes at Zooey.
"Uh-huh," Zooey said and stuck her tongue out at him.
Avalon debated on whether or not to rip the muffin in half. August gave her an amusing look as she tried to figure out how to split it.
"Having trouble?" he asked.
"Well," she began. "I don't know how to split it because it never turns out even and one of us ends up having a bigger piece and we go through this process where we're like 'No you take the bigger half!' and it gets annoying."
"If you don't want to do that, then why don't you just eat it at the same time?" Zooey asked as she took a bite out of her own muffin.
August and Avalon stared at each other for a moment and thought about it. "Fine."
Zooey had to shove a piece of her muffin to keep from laughing at the two. Avalon and August bit the muffin at the same time and laughed. Zooey felt her phone vibrate and she checked it.
Get home... NOW it's an emergency! -Max
"Um, hey guys, I hate to be rude, but I really need to go. My brother just texted me," she said and began packing her things.
"It's okay, we'll just walk," Avalon said with a smile.
"Thanks. Bye Ava," she said and hugged the blue-eyed brunette.
"Bye Zooey," Avalon said and waved to her.
"Bye Auggie," Zooey said and gave him a quick hug, but leaned down to his ear. "Just ask her already!"
"Bye Zo! And wait... what?" he asked, but the emerald-eyed girl had already left.
As they walked hand-in-hand, Toby came to a halt when he saw the store that was mostly pink.
Third Stop: Victoria's Secret
"Okay, I was a bit okay with the other two stores, but Spencer... no."
"C'mon! They're having sales and I need you to help me," she said and leaned up to his ear so her lips were brushing against it. "You can help me pick out the clothing of your choice."
A shiver ran down Toby's spine and he smirked. "Say no more." Now he was the one who dragged her into the store, all too eager to shop for these clothes.
Spencer looked around the makeup and lotion section when Toby came up next to her, carrying three different bags that contained over thirty pieces of clothing. Spencer widened her eyes and secretly regretted what she said to him.
"Toby, I am not trying all of those on."
He pouted. "I'm sorry, but I thought they would all look good on you."
Rolling her coffee eyes, Spencer took one of the bags and walked to the dressing room, with Toby hot on her trail. She talked to the lady and pointed towards the fitting rooms and smirked when Toby followed. They slipped into the room and Toby sat down on the chair and looked at Spencer. She looked back at him and groaned when she realized she'd have to change in front of him.
So much for the privacy speech... she thought.
Pulling her shirt over her head, she turned around - much to Toby's disliking - and unlatched her bra and put it next to her shirt and tried on the lacy red one. She turned around and Toby's nearly popped out of his head.
"Well?" she asked.
Toby opened his mouth, but no words came out - he pretty much looked like a fish with no water. Spencer smirked and turned around once again and tried on another bra. She rummaged through the bag and found the pink and black push-up bra she snuck into one of the bags when they came to the dressing rooms. After what those girls had said, Spencer felt a little more self-conscious about her figure. She put it on and looked in the mirror - it made somewhat of a difference, but either way, it helped. She looked over her shoulder and saw Toby on his phone - probably texting Caleb about Carter - and she got an idea. Sneaking behind her azure-eyed husband, she snaked her arms around his neck and nibbled on his ear and her hands slid down his chest and under his shirt. She felt Toby's breath hitch in his throat and she smiled.
"Spencer..." he breathed. "W-what are you doing?"
"Mmm mmm? What do you think?" she teased.
"I think you're trying to seduce me," he said with a small laugh.
"Is that so?"
He nodded. "Defiantly."
Toby turned around and widened his eyes when he saw the bra she had on. He raised an eyebrow at her. "Spencer... why are you wearing that?"
Spencer shrugged. "I don't know. I thought you'd like it."
"I-I do, but..." he trailed off. "It's just not you."
"How is it not me?" she asked and took a step back from him as he got up.
He sighed. "I'm saying that wearing that stuff makes you-"
"Look slutty? Gee, thanks babe," Spencer said sarcastically.
"What? No! I didn't mean it like that-"
"And who are you to say that this isn't me? Hell, you're the one who wanted me to try these clothing items on!"
"Spencer! You didn't let me finish!" he exclaimed.
"You don't need to because I know what you're going to say! God, those two girls already made me feel insecure and you're making me ever more by the way you're talking and looking at me like I'm some slut," she said and she crossed her arms over her chest.
"Wait a minute," Toby said as he finally put the pieces together. "Is this about what those girls said about you?"
She looked down in shame. "Maybe... I just thought that you'd look at me differently. Those girls have more curves and stuff than me and I-"
Toby cupped her face. "Stop it."
"Stop what?"
"Thinking so low of yourself!"
"But what those girls said-"
"Isn't true," he said and pressed himself closer to her. "Spencer, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever met and nothing or no one can change that. God, everyday I ask myself how I got so lucky and here goes my amazing, one-of-a-kind wife, saying she's not beautiful when she really is. Spence, I don't think the stars can compete with your beauty, at all."
Spencer felt tears sting in the back of her eyes. "Toby..."
"It's true. And all this," he gestured to her figure. "Is just the mega bonus I got with you. I wouldn't look at you differently even if my life depended on it."
Just when Spencer was about to respond, she felt Toby's lips on her collarbone and they descended down to her sternum and then just above her breasts. His calloused hands snaked behind her and unclasped her bra, letting it fall to the ground. His hands gently roamed around her exposed skin and soon his lips took over, emitting a small moan from Spencer's mouth. Her hands fisted into his hair to keep him there and his hands began to caress her smooth back. Toby stood up and pulled his shirt over his head before hoisting Spencer up and wrapping her legs around his waist as he pressed her against the pink wall. Their lips connected in a passionate kiss as Spencer's hands ran down Toby's torso and back up to wrap them around his neck.
Toby opened his eyes for a brief second and saw a small head poking up from under the door. He widened his eyes and pulled back. Spencer gave him a puzzled look and he nodded his head towards the door. She looked down and gasped at the little girl spying on them before hiding her face in Toby's neck.
"Oh my God," Spencer breathed against his skin.
Toby tried his best to not laugh, but failed. "I think this girl is scarred."
"Shut up," she said, but when they looked back, the little girl was gone.
They looked at each other and then back at the door and then back at each other before they burst out laughing.
Note-to-selves: Never make-out in a Victoria's Secret dressing room... EVER.
They changed back into their clothes and made their way out. As they were walking out, they saw the little girl - who caught them getting hot and heavy - giggling at them. Toby smirked and wrapped his arm around Spencer's shoulder.
"I feel so guilty now," Spencer said and covered her face with her hands.
"Well, at least she got an-almost-porn-scene experience," Toby teased.
She gasped and slapped his arm. "Pervert!"
He laughed and rubbed the spot where she hit him. "I'm kidding! Ouch!"
Return of the Mack, get up!
What it is, what it does, what it is, what it isn't.
Looking for a better way to get up out of bed
Instead of getting on the Internet and checking a new hit me
Get up! Thrift shop pimp strut walking, little bit of humble, little bit of cautious
Somewhere between like rocky and Cosby sweater gang nope nope y'all can't copy
Yup. Bad, moon walking, this here, is our party, my posse's been on Broadway,
And we did it, our way,
The swift movement of arms moving to the side and legs mimicking them were the only actions that were fitting the current song playing in the teenage boy's room.
Grown music, I shed my skin and put my bones into everything I record to it
And yet I'm on.
Let that stage light go and shine on down, got that Bob Barker suit game and plinko in my style.
Money, stay on my craft and stick around for those pounds,
But I do that to pass the torch and put on for my town
Trust me. On my I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D-E-N-T shit hustler,
Chasing dreams since I was 14 with the four track bussing halfway cross that city with the backpack, fat cat, crushing
Labels out here,
Now they can't tell me nothing
We give that to the people,
Spread it across the country
Labels out here,
Now they can't tell me nothing
We give it to the people,
Spread it across the country
Getting down on their knees and placing their hands behind their heads, August and Avalon transfered from knee to knee as fast as they could.
Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight till it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us
Can we go back, this is the moment
Tonight is the night, we'll fight till it's over
So we put our hands up like the ceiling can't hold us
Like the ceiling can't hold us
After Zooey left, Avalon and August left The Brew and decided to walk back over to August's house to do their daily dance/exercise routine to Avalon's workout playlist for the next two hours. They did this almost every time they were alone in each others houses, or even maybe with Spencer and Toby if they were at Avalon's.
The song ended and both teenagers fell to the ground on their stomachs; exhausted from their two-hour workout session.
"You know," August began, breathing heavily. "I wouldn't be surprised if you got abs from these workouts. It's like a military boot camp every time we do this."
Avalon giggled. "Blame my dad for the tough workouts."
"Damn you Toby!" August teased and raised his fist up to the ceiling, shaking it.
Avalon sat up and August mimicked her. They both took a sip from their water bottles and got up and sat down on his bed. The raven-colored boy laid down and stared up at the ceiling and thought for a moment. Avalon looked at him and gave him a confused look.
"What's going on in August World?" she asked and laid down next to him.
"Nothing," he said. "Just thinking."
"About...?"
"Life," he breathed.
She nodded before smiling. "It's funny."
"What?" he asked.
"How far we've actually come even though it's been only two years."
"Yeah. Two years ago, you only lived with your dad."
"Two years ago, I went on an epic quest to look for my not-so-dead mom."
"Two years ago, your mom was engaged to that British Bastard."
"Two years ago, I got reunited with my mom."
"Two years ago, they got back together and got married."
"Two years ago, my mom was pregnant with Carter."
"And two years ago, I actually made a real, true friend."
Avalon looked at August. "Who?"
"You," he answered simply. "I honestly don't know what I would've done without you, Ava. I was going through such a hard time when we were friends."
"What was so hard? You were pretty much the popular jock at school and you still are. How is that bad?" she asked, obviously clueless.
He pursed his lips into a straight line before speaking. "There were some... home issues going on that I couldn't really talk about to anyone."
Avalon rolled onto her side and propped herself up on her elbow. "Can you talk about it now, or do you still need time?"
When he didn't respond, she nodded. "Hey, it's fine if you don't want to talk about it now. But if you ever need someone to talk to, I'm here for you."
He smiled at her. "Thanks, Avalon."
Before she could respond, August grabbed her waist and flipped them over so that he was hovering over her. She narrowed her eyes at him and studied his face.
"What do you think you're doing, mister?"
He shrugged. "Gee, I don't know, maybe... this!" he said and released his tickling fingers on her.
Avalon shrieked with laughter. "A-August James! S-stop! Stop!"
He continued tickling her until she started choking from laughing so much. Using this as an advantage, Avalon wrapped her leg around his middle and rolled them over so that she was straddling his lap. She pinned down his arms and leaned her face down so that it was only a few centimeters away from his.
"Payback time," she whispered and copied his earlier actions.
August threw his head back and laughed loudly. Avalon giggled and couldn't help but think that his laugh was actually quite... adorable. Somehow, August freed his arms from Avalon's grasp and pulled her against him. She relaxed and folded her arms across his chest and rested her chin on top of them. They stayed like that before Avalon began to doze off.
"You tired?" he asked softly.
She nodded meekly. "Yeah."
"Take a nap. I'll wake you up in a few, okay?" he said and gently moved her off of him.
He pulled back his covers and placed her underneath them. Just when he was about to leave, she whimpered.
"Can you stay here with me?"
He smiled. "Of course."
August got in with her and immediately she snuggled closer to him. As if on instinct, the hazel-green eyed boy wrapped his arms protectively around his best friend and nestled his face into her mocha locks. And they stayed like that for the next hour.
And the next hour.
And the next hour.
And the next hour.
Right in the middle of their peaceful slumber, the bedroom door shot open with a furious guest.
"Okay, so I'll be back in a few and I'll drop off the kids at Aria and Ezra's while you take care of Carter, got it?" the long-haired man said.
The blonde nodded. "Got it, captain. Be careful, Caleb."
"Since when am I not careful?" Caleb asked and at the same moment, he walked straight into the wall.
Carter laughed from his spot on the stairs. "Uncwle Cwaleb fwunny!"
Hanna smiled at her nephew and then turned back to her husband. "Yeah, more like clumsy."
"Well, I better get going. Take care, okay? Love you," he said and gave her a quick kiss on the lips and did the same to Carter's head.
"Love you!" Hanna called as she saw her small family go out the door. She turned around to face her cornflower-eyed nephew and smiled. "So it's just me and you, Lil' Car."
Hanna had asked Caleb if he could stop by the grocery store to buy some food and on his way, to drop off Nikki and Julie at Aria and Ezra's. So, here she was with Carter in the house. She picked Carter up and bounced him on her hip.
"So, what do you want to do?" she asked him and giggled when he tapped his chin dimple, that he of course inherited from his parents.
"Cwan I gwet some jwuice?" he asked.
"Sure," Hanna said and walked them over to the kitchen and turned the radio on as they passed by it.
She placed Carter on the counter next to the sink and walked over to the fridge. Opening it and bobbing her head to the loud music, Hanna was oblivious that Carter was standing up on the counter and jumping up and down, holding onto one of the top cabinets. She spotted some juice boxes and without looking over her shoulder, she held them up.
"Which one do you want, Carter? Apple or grape?" she asked.
Since the music was loud, Hanna didn't hear his response. But the shrill cry that came from the blue-eyed boy wasn't the reply she expected. Turning around swiftly that her blonde locks bounced, Hanna's world and heart stopped at the horrific scene before her.
Dun-dun-dun! I know, you're all going to kill me, but that means I'll have to update soon... right? Well, what are your theories as to what happened? And what about Zooey? Whoa, she's a different character that I've never written before. I also want to know who's your guys' favorite character so far in the story and why? And are there any characters you want me to post a link to, so you can see what they look like? Leave it in the comments, don't be shy, they make my day even better! Also, how did you guys feel about the "Spobyness" in this chapter? Enough for you guys? The scenes were outrageously fun to write since it was funny, yet sweet. And...
Oh.
My.
Gram.
Crackers.
That was literally an 8,000+ word chapter! LEGIT.
So... cameo question time! All right, here's your question:
Which male character do you think this is? It's pretty easy, but whoever answers it first gets the cameo!
Yup, really easy question ;-) Here's the link:
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(^^ Sorry the link sounds/looks weird, lol ^^)
-E.V.