A/N: This chap is going to skip ahead a year...or two...or thirteen. So Lizzie and Gordo have kids now. I'm not quite sure where this story is headed so I'll be as surprised as you with every chap. Thanx for the great reviews! Mel
Chapter 2: Meet the Gordon's
"Mom!" Lizzie groaned. Why do the kids have to get up so early? she thought to herself. "Mom!" her thirteen year old daughter broke through the door and started shaking her. "Mom! Get up! Dawn stole the shirt I was going to wear today!" Lizzie opened her eyes and saw her daughters angry face hovering above her. She had her mothers face but her dads dark hair and crystal blue eyes.
"Ashley, when I was your age, I would have done anything to sleep in. I'm supposed to wake you up," she said rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Where's your father?" she asked noticing the empty spot next to her. "Burning breakfast," her daughter replied casually. Lizzie groaned and dragged herself out of bed and down the stairs before her husband burned the house down. She tried to wave the smoke away as she walked into the kitchen where she saw her youngest daughter using the fire extinguisher to put out the eggs and Gordo trying to smother it with a towel.
"Mornin' Mom," Dawn coughed setting down the extinguisher. "What's for breakfast?" asked her son Jake as he rolled into the kitchen on a skateboard. "Jake, don't ride that in the house," she said to her son who was also Dawn's twin. They both had light brown hair and their mother's brown eyes. "Mom, Dawn stole my shirt, remember?" Courteny said from behind her. "No I didn't! This is my shirt. I got one like yours at the mall last week," Dawn argued. That really got Ashley, and after you got her started she didn't stop for a long time. Lizzie set her hands on her hips and watched her daughters fight. She knew better than to get in the middle of her daughters when they fought, she had learned from experience.
How different they were. Dawn was twelve and starting middle school today. She was quite and self concious, just like her mom was at her age. Dawn began to walk across the kitchen and tripped on the rug. Clumsy, did we mention clumsy? Yep, maybe she was more like her mom then she wanted to be.
Ashley was confident and could sometimes outspoken, sometimes a little too much for her own good. Jake was a goofy trouble maker who liked to play tricks on his two sisters, just like Lizzie's little brother used to be.
"Just another typical morning," Gordo sighed kissing Lizzie on the cheek. Five minutes later the door bell rang and Ashley went over to answer the door, abandoning her sisters fight. "Hey, Cassie," she said letting her best friend in. Cassandra Tudgeman. Miranda and Larry's daughter. She was the same age as Ashley beings Miranda had gotten married a month after Lizzie. They had a son too but he didn't like the idea of hanging out with all girls so he walked to school with his friends. His name was Robert, had dark brown hair and bright green eyes making him one of the school heart throbes. Larry had wanted t name him Jar-Jar, but luckily Miranda talked him out of it. "Ready for school?" she asked smiling. "Yep, let me get my backpack," she picked up her backpack.
"Bye, Ashley," Lizzie sais jutting out her cheek waiting for her kiss. "Bye, Mom, Dad," she said walking out the door leaving her mother hanging. She sighed, AS they grow older, they grow apart, she thought to herself sadly. "I guess we better go too," Dawn sighed grabbing her backpack and grabbing her brother who had taken the cap off the syrup bottle and was pouring half of it on his waffle. " 'ait 'et me 'et my 'ack'ack," he said after stuffing the waffle whole into his mouth. Lizzie shook her head at her son.
"Bye, Mom," Dawn said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Bye, Mom" Jake repeated giving her a sticky syrup kiss. "See ya, Dad," they said in unison as they walked out the door. "Our kids are growing up," Gordo said wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and resting his chin on her shoulder. "Yep," she replied kissing his cheek. He returned the kiss on her sticky cheek. "Syrupy," he said licking his lips. "Ya, well it's from our son that inherited your eating habits," she laughed pulling him into a long kiss.
A/N: Short, I know, but the next chap will be longer, I promise. Mel
Chapter 2: Meet the Gordon's
"Mom!" Lizzie groaned. Why do the kids have to get up so early? she thought to herself. "Mom!" her thirteen year old daughter broke through the door and started shaking her. "Mom! Get up! Dawn stole the shirt I was going to wear today!" Lizzie opened her eyes and saw her daughters angry face hovering above her. She had her mothers face but her dads dark hair and crystal blue eyes.
"Ashley, when I was your age, I would have done anything to sleep in. I'm supposed to wake you up," she said rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "Where's your father?" she asked noticing the empty spot next to her. "Burning breakfast," her daughter replied casually. Lizzie groaned and dragged herself out of bed and down the stairs before her husband burned the house down. She tried to wave the smoke away as she walked into the kitchen where she saw her youngest daughter using the fire extinguisher to put out the eggs and Gordo trying to smother it with a towel.
"Mornin' Mom," Dawn coughed setting down the extinguisher. "What's for breakfast?" asked her son Jake as he rolled into the kitchen on a skateboard. "Jake, don't ride that in the house," she said to her son who was also Dawn's twin. They both had light brown hair and their mother's brown eyes. "Mom, Dawn stole my shirt, remember?" Courteny said from behind her. "No I didn't! This is my shirt. I got one like yours at the mall last week," Dawn argued. That really got Ashley, and after you got her started she didn't stop for a long time. Lizzie set her hands on her hips and watched her daughters fight. She knew better than to get in the middle of her daughters when they fought, she had learned from experience.
How different they were. Dawn was twelve and starting middle school today. She was quite and self concious, just like her mom was at her age. Dawn began to walk across the kitchen and tripped on the rug. Clumsy, did we mention clumsy? Yep, maybe she was more like her mom then she wanted to be.
Ashley was confident and could sometimes outspoken, sometimes a little too much for her own good. Jake was a goofy trouble maker who liked to play tricks on his two sisters, just like Lizzie's little brother used to be.
"Just another typical morning," Gordo sighed kissing Lizzie on the cheek. Five minutes later the door bell rang and Ashley went over to answer the door, abandoning her sisters fight. "Hey, Cassie," she said letting her best friend in. Cassandra Tudgeman. Miranda and Larry's daughter. She was the same age as Ashley beings Miranda had gotten married a month after Lizzie. They had a son too but he didn't like the idea of hanging out with all girls so he walked to school with his friends. His name was Robert, had dark brown hair and bright green eyes making him one of the school heart throbes. Larry had wanted t name him Jar-Jar, but luckily Miranda talked him out of it. "Ready for school?" she asked smiling. "Yep, let me get my backpack," she picked up her backpack.
"Bye, Ashley," Lizzie sais jutting out her cheek waiting for her kiss. "Bye, Mom, Dad," she said walking out the door leaving her mother hanging. She sighed, AS they grow older, they grow apart, she thought to herself sadly. "I guess we better go too," Dawn sighed grabbing her backpack and grabbing her brother who had taken the cap off the syrup bottle and was pouring half of it on his waffle. " 'ait 'et me 'et my 'ack'ack," he said after stuffing the waffle whole into his mouth. Lizzie shook her head at her son.
"Bye, Mom," Dawn said giving her a quick kiss on the cheek. "Bye, Mom" Jake repeated giving her a sticky syrup kiss. "See ya, Dad," they said in unison as they walked out the door. "Our kids are growing up," Gordo said wrapping his arms around her waist from behind and resting his chin on her shoulder. "Yep," she replied kissing his cheek. He returned the kiss on her sticky cheek. "Syrupy," he said licking his lips. "Ya, well it's from our son that inherited your eating habits," she laughed pulling him into a long kiss.
A/N: Short, I know, but the next chap will be longer, I promise. Mel