I know that Anthony's a vegan in real life, but for all intents and purposes, he will not be in this story. And just a reminder, this story is slash, which means that Ian and Anthony will eventually be together and will kiss, hug, and even quite possibly have sexual contact. If you have any problem with that at all, this is NOT the story for you. Thanks! :)

Ian was surprised that Anthony wasn't angry about the meeting. After all, he seemed to be royally pissed whenever anyone at all assumed — or even joked — about the two of them homosexual. But if he was angry about it, he never said anything about it. Instead, Anthony smiled more and held Audrina and talked to her. Ian could hardly believe it.

"You know," Anthony had said on the plane ride home, "this may not be so bad, after all. I mean, I think I can do this. We can do this, Ian."

Ian was too stunned to respond.

"Seriously," Anthony continued, "I actually feel so much better about this. The meeting helped so much — well, besides them thinking we were gay and all. But that's okay. They won't say anything. And it's like you said, Audrey has no one at all. We can be there for her, Ian. And hell, maybe she can carry on Smosh once we're too fucking old to be funny."

Ian's smile grew bigger and bigger with each word. "I'm so glad you feel that way about it, Anthony. She needs us…badly."

Anthony glanced down at the sleeping baby in Ian's arms. "She's a good kid. She just needs someone to love her. So why not us?"

But that was only the beginning of Anthony's change of heart.

Once the three of them arrived home to the Smosh house, Ian went to put Audrina down for a nap. She'd fallen in and out of sleep on the plane and he knew that she had to be exhausted. Once she was asleep, he'd left her nursery and was met with the strong smell of tomato sauce and meat sizzling in their kitchen.

"What is that?' he asked, coming in and taking a big whiff. Standing at the stove was Anthony, stirring a saucepan of beef and tomato sauce. Bubbling beside it was a big kettle of spaghetti noodles.

Anthony shrugged. "Thought you guys might be hungry…so I decided to make food."

Ian grinned. "Thanks, man. I'm starving, actually. And Audrina's asleep right now, but I'm sure she'll be awake by the time it's ready. If not, I'll just wake her up. She shouldn't sleep all afternoon, anyway."

Anthony nodded. "Sounds good."

"Is there anything I can help you with?" Ian asked.

Anthony paused for a moment. "Not that I can think of. Just sit down and check Twitter or something."

Ian chuckled, sitting down on the sofa. He took his phone out of his pocket and a thought crossed his mind. He didn't want to forget how cute and domestic Anthony looked at this moment, so he secretly snapped a photo or two.

"Shows the fans, huh?" Anthony asked, eyes still on the phone.

Ian looked up. "What do you mean?"

"They always say we can't cook. Well, I think this proves that I can," Anthony turned and grinned.

Ian sat his phone on the coffee table in front of him. "So what you're saying is that you can cook, but I can't?"

Anthony shrugged. "Maybe so." He slid some oven mitts on and opened the door of the oven.

Ian shook his head. "No, no. That's not true and you know it. Just because you're cooking right now and I'm not means nothing. I can cook. In fact, you've eaten my food and survived. I'll cook next time."

Anthony chuckled, taking a tray of rolls out of the oven. "Whatever, man. The point is, we have a stove and an oven and we know how to use it."

"We're just lazy," Ian finished for him.

Anthony sat the tray on the counter and took off his mitts. "Precisely…All right, I think everything's ready. Go get Audrey and we can eat. I'll get the plates and forks and cups and stuff."

Ian jumped up from his chair and sprinted down the hallway. Despite the fact that Audrina had only been asleep for around thirty minutes or so, he knew that if he didn't wake her up now, she wouldn't sleep at all that night.

"Audrey…," he whispered, reaching into her crib to pick her up.

Her little blue eyes fluttered open and she gazed right up at Ian. He smiled broadly at her and even though she didn't smile back, he didn't mind. He truly loved her and every little thing she did totally melted him. "It's dinnertime," he said, picking her up and holding her close to his chest. He kissed her hair and hugged her close. He then carried her back to the kitchen.

He noticed that the lighting was very dim and a single white candle sat in the middle of the table.

Ian set Audrina down in her high chair, noticing that a jar of peach baby food and a spoon sat out in front of it.

He chuckled, sliding into his own chair. "A candle, man? What is that for?"

Anthony shrugged. "I just thought that it might be a little romantic."

For a while, Ian studied Anthony, trying to decide if he was being serious or if he was just kidding. His heart had started beating impossibly fast as he waited for Anthony to say something, anything.

Suddenly, Anthony burst out laughing and Ian was forced to fake a smile. "Nah, man," he said. "I just thought it would be funny." However, he made no moves to turn on the lights or to blow out the candle.

Ian feigned a chuckle. "Yeah, yeah, thanks, man." He reached over to grab Audrina's spoon to feed her, but Anthony held his hand up.

"Is it…is it all right if I feed her tonight?" Anthony asked shyly. "I haven't gotten to yet and I wanna see what it's like."

Ian nodded, a genuine smile stretching across his face. "Sure, dude. I mean, if you really want to."

Anthony grinned. "Awesome…Well, your plate's ready so…Dig in."

Ian watched as Anthony dipped the little spoon into the jar and Audrina opened her mouth, welcoming the food. He tore his eyes away only for a second to twirl the spaghetti Anthony had made around his fork. He was surprised that it was not only edible, but pretty tasty, as well.

"Told you I can cook," Anthony said, smiling smugly.

Ian rolled his eyes, eating more spaghetti. "Whatever, man. You can cook one thing."

"Try the bread."

Ian tore off a small piece of his bread and took a bite. "Well, it's hard to ruin bread, idiot."

Anthony shrugged, feeding Audrina another spoonful. "You can burn it."

Ian rolled his his eyes, chewing. "Yes, but you have to be a real dumb bucket to do that."

Anthony chuckled, chewing quickly on a piece of bread. "Dumb bucket?" he repeated.

Ian shrugged. "I don't wanna curse in front of Audrina. I mean, think of what her first word could be!"

Anthony threw his head back laughing. "It could be douche or firetruck!" He kept laughing, with Ian joining in after a while. "But then again," Anthony said, "it could also be Ian or Anth or Smosh or…Da-da."

Ian smiled. "I'd be okay with any of those. Just as long as she says Ian before Anth."

"Hey!" Anthony exclaimed, "no fair! She loves me too."

"Maybe," Ian retorted, "but she loves me more."

"Does not."

"Does too."

"Does not."

"Does too!"

Audrina watched intently as her two caregivers shot back and forth at one another, laughing like hyenas and just genuinely having fun together.

I wish it could be like this all of the time, Ian thought to himself.

Later on that night, once the dishes were put away, Audrina had had a bath, and had been changed into warm pajamas, Ian and Anthony were putting her down for bed. She was very tired and kept yawning whilst she was bathed and dressed and even toward the end of her supper.

As soon as she was laid down in her crib, she clutched her beloved purple rabbit and shut her eyes.

"Shouldn't we…should we sing to her or read her a story?" Anthony whispered to Ian.

Ian chuckled. "Well, maybe when she's older. But for now, she'll be fine with just going to sleep. Especially nights like tonight. She's had a long day and she's worn completely out." His eyes flitted up to look at Anthony's. There, he saw that his best friend was watching the baby girl in the crib raptly with a small smile on his face.

"She really is remarkable," Anthony said, reaching into the crib to stroke her hand.

Ian nodded. "Yes, she is."

"She's beautiful, too," Anthony whispered, turning to Ian. It's crazy to think that she might actually be — biologically — on of ours. I mean, we're raising her, sure. But to think that she might be half mine or half yours genetically? It's insane."

Ian didn't reply. He was not only shocked by Anthony's heartfelt words, but the realization that Anthony had made him come to. In every way that truly counted, he was Audrina's father. He fed her, clothed her, played with her, and gave her a place to sleep. But Anthony did, too, and one of them — maybe, just maybe — had helped to give her life. It was not only an extraordinary thought, but also an unnerving one, too.

Ian titled his head toward the door, signaling to Anthony that it was time for them to go and let Audrina sleep. Anthony nodded and followed Ian out the door.

What happened next shocked Ian beyond anything that he'd ever experienced.

Once the two of them were both in the hallway, Anthony spun Ian around and held his shoulders in place. Ian frowned, watching Anthony stare hard into his eyes. His heart began to pound extremely hard and palms became sweaty. He swallowed before asking, "A-are you okay, dude?"

Anthony replied by shoving Ian against the wall hard. Ian was surprised that one of the many paintings that hung around the Smosh house didn't fall to the floor and shatter.

Ian decided to try once more to figure out what Anthony was doing. "What are you do-"

He didn't get to reply.

Anthony crashed his lips against Ian's, immediately biting down on his bottom lip. His hands roamed down to Ian's waist and he tightened his hands around the bottom of his shirt. A strangled, surprised sound came from Ian's mouth, but it was soon replaced with a soft moan as Anthony's tongue assaulted his.

For a few moments, Anthony kissed Ian with all of his might. Undoubtedly, of all the people that Ian had kissed, Anthony was the best. This could have easily been due to the fact that he'd been in love with him for a long, long time, but none of that mattered.

As they made out, their bottom halves unwittingly began to rub desperately together. Ian knew that Anthony had to feel his very obvious arousal through his jeans, but then again, Ian could also feel Anthony's.

All too soon, it was over and Anthony was slowly letting go of Ian's shirt. Ian shot Anthony a perplexed glance and reached up to touch his still sensitive, kiss swollen lips. But before he could ask what the hell Anthony had just done, Anthony had bolted down the hallway and out the door.

Sorry I've been gone so long. I'll just say that my writing center and philosophy classes have had me FRAZZLED. Legitimately so stressed. It's almost Christmas break, though. I should be able to get a ton of writing done then. This update is mostly due to Thanksgiving break. So yay for being thankful!

AHHH! Finally some slash, huh? I know, I know, I've been dying for it, too. But now, Anthony's clearly got some kind of feelings for Ian, right? How do you guys think that's gonna go? How will it affect their overall relationship? Smosh? His girlfriend, Alyssa? And what about Audrina? Thanks for being the absolute best audience ever!

-Kalina