Well, here we are, chapter 7. I'm warning you now that this is probably not a meme but more of an old vine. I thought this would be perfect for Owen and Ian considering they can both be a comedy duo. Anyway enjoy!

Claire waved bye to Owen as she and Maisie went to the mall. Claire felt that she needed to spend some one-on-one time with her new daughter, so she decided to have a girls night out.

As the two drove away, Owen bolted to the truck and grabbed a large case. He scrambled into the cabin as Ian quietly followed inside. Owen took out a large golden tube with a curve pole and a funnel – looking thing on the end. He blew through it with all his breath and it made a weird sound. Ian poked it as Owen gasped with fright.

"Ian! You scared the heck out of me! What are you doing?"

Ian pointed at the gold tube as Owen smiled.

"This is a trombone," Owen explained, "I got it from my parents when I was little. I played in in high school, and never stopped playing. Well, until I started to date Claire. She hated the trombone and pulled out one of the 'Either it goes or I do' quotes. I told her I won't play it anymore, but I just hid it in the truck for all those years. Now I just play when Claire isn't home,"

Owen began to play a very catchy tune, which by the name of "Freaks" written by DJ Timmy Trumpet, or something like that. Ian tapped his curved toenail to the beat and loved it. Ian heard this song on the "Vines that are cleaner than soap" compilations Maisie showed him. He saw dogs slapping cake, people yelling about banananas, and an interesting creature who goes by Gabe the dog which makes a sound called "bork". Vines are funny depending on how you see it.

"Hey, Ian. You got some good rhythm going on there," Owen said as Ian smiled.

Owen then got a humorous and smart idea.

"Hey, Ian. Can you hold the oven with your hand?"

Ian grabbed the oven Owen showed him and held it tight.

"Ok, now when I point the trombone at you, open and close the oven to the rhythm of the song," Owen explained.

Ian nodded as he practiced opening and closing the oven door multiple times.

"I almost forgot," Owen exclaimed as he took out two pairs of sunglasses, "You're going to need these,"

Owen slid the large sunglasses onto Ian's snout. Ian had a hard time seeing through them at first, but he managed to do it. Owen then began to play the song, and pointed it at Ian. Ian slammed the oven and bobbed his head to the beat. It went on like that for a few minutes.

After a while, Owen showed Ian his Xbox and showed him the controls. The boys played few rounds if Mortal Kombat while eating leftover steak. Owen then showed Ian his dartboard in the basement. Ian managed to hit the bull's-eye on his third try.

The boys eventually lied down on the floor in relaxation.

"You know Ian, you make me feel like a kid again," Owen said with a chuckle, "The last time I had this much fun is when the guys and I went to play against the girls in a baseball game,"

"Have I ever told you how I confessed my love to Claire?" Owen asked.

"It was in 7th grade. We were partnered up for a poetry project. We wrote a love poem, but I finished the rest because Claire went to visit her aunt. I guess I was daydreaming when I finished it because I accidentally wrote that the poem was for her,"

Ian nodded.

"I've only seen you once or twice

And that's all it took for me to say you were nice.

I never took the time to think

How I truly felt about you

But I knew I was on the brink

Of saying the hidden truth.

I decided that we at least must speak

Because I had you on my mind for weeks.

But when I ran up to say hi

The words I had on my tongue have died.

I knew I looked like a fool

But I calmed down and kept my cool.

I tapped on your shoulder gently

My heart jumped when you looked at me

But the moment our eyes locked

I decided to throw away the key.

I took the moment to enjoy your beautiful red hair

That's when I discovered that you were the one for me, Claire,"

Ian was amazed and surprised at this. Poetry, what an amazing thing.

"When we read it out loud to the class, everyone fell of their chair laughing. I could tell that the teacher thought it was adorable, because she partnered us up for every project after that. Claire moved away during freshman year, and I was a little sad about that,"

Ian nudged Owen lightly with his elbow.

"Okay, I was sulking for an entire week. We started dating in our late twenties, then we broke up. Now we are married thanks to Maisie,"

Owen looked at Ian.

"You know, I never told anyone that before. You're the first to hear that. I'm glad you stuck around, Ian. You've changed our lives for the better,"

Ian felt great. Hearing this from Owen was a huge achievement.

"You want to slam the oven again?" Owen asked as the two guys began to play the song again.

The two guys lost track of time, and Claire and Maisie walked in on their miniature concert.

"OWEN!" Claire yelled as time stopped.

"Dad can play the trombone? Cool!" Maisie exclaimed as she hugged Owen.

Claire looked like she was about to blow a fuse. She then saw how happy Maisie was and calmed down.

"Would you like to play some for us, maestro?" Claire asked as Owen and Ian began to play their song.

It when on that for the rest of the night.

Claire went to put her purse in her bedroom when she saw an old lined piece of paper sticking out of Owen's desk. She took it out and read it. She laughed and smiled.

"Owen handles words better than raptors," Claire thought as she went downstairs to rejoin the party.

Awww, how cute! If you caught the meme references, tell me in the reviews! Another chapter will be up soon. Beast boy and the Indoraptor are Beast mode!