"Andy, does George have his jacket on?" asked Oscar.

"Just a sec, Osc. He's tying his shoes."

Oscar rolled his eyes. No matter how many times he asked Andy to knock it off with the nicknames, he just never quit. Andy always defended himself, saying that, "I only use them because I love you so much."

Then again, it was also kinda sweet. Not that he would ever admit that to him though.

"Well, he has to get going or he's going to be late for school and we'll be late for work."

Andy could hear the impatience in his husband's voice.

"We're coming! Don't worry. I'm sure Big Tuna and Michael won't dock us or anything. They're both pretty cool dudes."

Just then Andy walked into the foyer to see Oscar was already standing at the door, poised to hop into the car.

"Chill, babe. I know you're nervous about George's first day of second grade, but he'll be fine."

Oscar sighed. "You're probably right. I'm over-reacting."

He smiled.

"That's why I love you, man."

"You too, Andy."

And George wasn't late for his first day of school.