"great story have marissa and ryan have another kid"
I'm getting on that :)
"ITS GOOD BUT WHY AREN'T U CONTINUNG? ALSO HE NAME SHOULD BE CHLOE DAWN COOPER ATWOOD NOT CHLOE DAWN ATWOOD COOPER BECAUSE THAT MEANS THAT RYAN AND MARSISA CHANGED THEIR LST NAMES- WHATEVER JUST CONTINUE PLEASE!"
*Shrugs* Well… hmm… I'll have to look into that…
~*~*~
"Okay, Chloe… pick one."
Still clung to her father's hand, Chloe ran down the aisle, quickly surveying the movies available to rent. She halted in front of one particular title, grinning and picking it up. "This one." She decided, poking the lettering.
Dirty Harry. Not a bad choice… but unfortunately, the last time they rented the title, Ryan had gotten into big trouble, or as his daughter would call it, deep doodoo.
Ryan sighed. "No, honey."
Uh oh. The tears were coming. "But Da-ad." Chloe protested.
"No." he replied, his voice devoid of any confidence. But he couldn't fight 'the face'. It was one of Chloe's most powerful weapons. It even worked on Marissa, which was really surprising. "No…" he repeated, though this time just to assure himself. Suddenly a smile sprouted. He was an absolute genius. "Tell you what. If we don't get this movie, you can go down to Seth's." he finished, knowing of his daughter's long time crush on her godfather/uncle.
Chloe returned a goofy little smirk. "Okay!" she agreed loudly.
~*~*~
"Clo Bear," Summer began, the little girl acknowledging the voice with a turning head. "Promise me you'll just stay here, on the couch… and not set anything on fire. Or go on an 'adventure'." She commanded, remembering that one time when Chloe had backed her parents' car into the garage door.
"Adventure?" Chloe retorted hastily. "I didn't even get on the highway."
"You know what I mean. Now, here's an two hours of Disney goodness," she held up the videotape, entitled The Parent Trap. Chloe squealed, jumping off of the couch and grabbing the tape from Summer's hand, shoving it in the VCR.
"Remember what I said…"
"'Course," Chloe replied, already wholly absorbed in the commercials and previews.
Good. Distraction is good. Summer thought, approaching Seth's bedroom.
~*~*~
"Summer! Seth! The movie's over!" Chloe announced, trying to get their attention without moving from her spot. "You guys!" she yelled, finally getting off of the sofa and staring down the VCR, trying to understand how to get the tape out. She peered through the little 'flap' and shoved her tiny little hand in there, trying to thrust the video out. "Arrrgg!" she growled in frustration, sighing a very adult sigh. Well, now she'd have to go get them herself.
Chloe set off to the first room down the hallway—the bathroom. She cracked open the door, gazing in it with one eye. Nope, no one there. Next, the kitchen. Unsurprisingly, it was completely empty. The bedroom was the closest nearby, so she set off to that room. The door creaked open with a long wine, light peeking in through the room's complete darkness. A large mass of limbs shifted in the claret colored sheets, the sound of smacking lips could be heard clearly from the doorway.
"Seth? Summer?" Chloe called.
The mass moved again, more swiftly this time, and separated. "Chloe? Oh my God! Out!" Seth yelled, completely embarrassed.
~*~*~
"Why don't you have any kids?" Chloe asked bluntly to Seth the day after 'the incident'.
"Aren't you close enough?" he retorted, shifting nervously in his seat in the dining room of Ryan and Marissa's home.
"Nu-uh."
"Why are you asking?"
"'Cause I'm just curious, that's all…"
"Oh, really," Seth said, not hiding the skepticism in his voice.
"Well, I figure that if you have a kid, then the kid could be like my little brother… or sister…"
"Why don't you just ask your mom or dad?"
"'Cause I think they don't want any more." She stated, and there was a long, contemplative silence.
Ryan and Marissa entered, smiling as they took the seats opposite. They shared a brief kiss, and Seth shielded Chloe's eyes with a single hand, commenting. "Hey, there's kids in here!"
"Didn't seem to bother you, condom man." Ryan smirked.