A/N: Oh boy, fanfiction is being buggy again. It took me like two days to get the email that I updated. -sigh- Oh well. Thanks bunches for all your reviews, I'm glad you liked it. And I won't be able to update tomorrow or Saturday, because like I said I'm going on a field trip tomorrow and we're leaving at six AM and Saturday I'm going to a concert a few days away. But I will for sure Sunday and Tuesday. Oh, and since school starts this Wednesday, I won't be able to gurantee a 2 a day update, depending on homework and crap like that. So I'll probably have to go to maybe a once a week type thing. I'm not sure. Anyways, on with the chapter. Oh, and yes, Children of Bodom are a real band. They're one of my personal favourites lol.

It was a Saturday afternoon, and it was waaaaaaaaaaaaaaay too hot to go outside. Fang and I were bored, and the kids were taking a nap. It was only a few day's before the twins first birthday. Fang and I were planning on having a few people over for dinner. It's not like babies enjoy a party. Yesterday, we'd had a baby shower for Ella. She was due in a few months.

"Hey Max, we should go to a movie." Fang said.

"A movie?" I replied. "You do know that we'd have to see a kid one, right?" Fang wasn't the kid movie type of guy. He was more like a Stephen King, scary movie type of guy or an action-y movie type of guy.

"Yeah, I know," Fang replied. "I'm up for that."

"Well, what do you wanna see then?"

"I dunno...what's playing?"

"Well, we could see...uh...Bratz!"

"Lyke, omigawd, no." Fang replied. I glared at him.
"The Bratz are awesome! I wanna see that movie!"

"I'd rather eat my fingernails," Fang stated. "There is no way I'm going to see Bratz."

"I can NOT believe that we're actually paying money to see a movie based off of a bunch of DOLLS." Fang said as he pushed the stroller through the hallway that was leading us to our theatre.

"Oh, be quiet," I told him. "You know you'll love this movie."

"I'm sure I WON'T." Fang said in a pout like voice.

"You're the one that suggested we come to the movies," I said.

"Yeah, well, I wanted to see Hairspray," he replied. "Or the Simpsons. Just not Brats."

"It's Bratz," I corrected. "With a Z, not an S. Gosh Fang, I thought you knew these kinds of things."

"You're the one that made me get rid of my Bratz dolls," he commented as we entered the theatre. We sat down in seats where we could put the stroller next to us, and the movie started a few minutes later.

"This movie is totally GAY," Fang said about halfway through the movie. He flicked a piece of popcorn at me.

"Shut up, I'm trying to watch," I said, pushing him away.

"I'm taking Kristen and James and we're going to the arcade," Fang said, starting to stand up. I pulled him back down.

"Oh no you're NOT."

"Hey people, stop fighting!" the lady behind us said sternly. "This is my 30th time seeing this movie and YOU'RE RUINING IT!"

"...Sorry..." Fang and I said in unison.

"You should be," the lady said, and went back to watching the movie.

After the movie was over, Fang and I left the theatre in silence. As soon as we were in the lobby, Fang spoke.

"Lyke omigawd, that was lyke, the lyke stupidest movie I've lyke ever seen." he said, talking like a girl.

"Shut up, I thought it was good," I said with a small punch.

"Omigawd are you serious?" he countered. "Cause lyke, I lyke thought it was lyke stupid."

"Stop talking like that, please."

"Omigawd, why?"

"You're getting on my nerves, Fang."

"Oh, well, lyke, I'm sorry."

"Okay, I guess we're not going to see another movie tomorrow without the kids then." I grinned. That would stop him.

"Oh oh...I'm sorry Max! I'll stop! Oh, and did I ever mention that I love you more than anyone else in the world?" I laughed.

"I love you too."

"You're supposed to say "We'll go to the movies tomorrow. I was just kidding." You WERE just kidding, right?" I laughed again.

"I don't know, I have to think about it..."

"Maaaaaaaaaaaaax!"

"Of course we'll go to the movies tomorrow, Fang. These children never give us any alone time." Both kids took this oppurtunity to squeal, as if they were listening and doing it on purpose. I smiled again as we started our drive back home.

A/N: I've decided that the next chapter will be the last chapter that Kristen and James are babies. After next chapter, the Taylor children will be 3 years old, and a few months away from preschool! Woohooo! I hope that's all right with you guys, and thanks again for reviewing. I hope you guys liked this chapter, and please review. I'll give you brownies if you do! Or cookies, or something.