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This was not normal. 18 year old Danny and Sam stood in the living room of the house they had just bought, but their kids had already lived there for 20 years. Shouldn't their dad have sent them home by now? Maybe they would get lucky and wouldn't be recognized as their kids. Kayla was not theirs, and she didn't look like she could be. Kyle was on his own in this one. He noticed that all family photos had been taken down, so they were trying to hide the truth from their past selves. Maybe Kyle could just pretend to be a family friend.

"So, you must be my son Kyle." Sam said. Yes, he could have pretending to be a friend of the family, if his mother wasn't there.

"Oh, me? Ummmmmm... Well... Truth? Lie? Maybe... Son? No... Too young. Ummmmm... You have the wrong guy. I'm uhhhhhhh Mike. Yes... Mike. That is my name." He was doing his nervous/excited nonsense rambling again. He had thought he had put grown that. He forgot one key thing. His mother was the only one who understood him.

"If you are going to lie, don't question yourself in your own rambling. Second, this is 20 years in the future, I am not too young. Third, if you are going to call yourself Mike, don't look at the microwave when you do." Sam said.

"Wait what?" Danny said. "You knew what he was saying? Got to say, intelligent girls are really attractive." (A guy used that line on me once. It actually worked.)

"Yes, a mother can understand and recognize her own child. It is like a sixth sense built into women." Sam said back to him. They were both really close now and obviously flirting.

"Yeah, don't do that. It is still gross." Kyle said. No one wants to watch teenage versions of their parents make out in a kitchen. He had to eat there.

"Sorry." Said Danny. Embarrassment obvious on his face. Who would happen to walk into the kitchen at this time other than T.J.?

"Why are younger versions of your parents in your kitchen?" T.J. asked.

His appearance gave him away. That and the name Susan written on his laptop. He was a little too much like his father

"Wait, you're Tucker's kid. Which means that Tucker and Jazz- He's so dead when we get home." Danny said.

"How did you?" T.J. asked

"You are way too much like your father." Sam answered.

He looked at his person. Sam was right. He did a note to self and wanted to change his look.

Kyle tried not to mention to his mother that she was wearing a mini skirt when she was almost 40 in his life. It didn't matter that she was 18 right now.

T.J. wanted to ask them questions about his parents. They never talked about their past. You lived in the present, or you weren't living. That's how he was raised.

"Okay. I have to ask. Why is mom acting like a weirdo? She's just staring at you. She never does that when we are around unless- Ewwwwww! Get a room!" Kyle yelled.

"I got a whole house." Danny replied.

"It is I have a house, or I have gotten a house. Although your sentence was correct, it was not proper." T.J. interjected

Sam was still looking at Danny like a lioness looks at a piece of meat. This was too weird. Kyle left the room. He would have expected it from his dad, an 18 year old guy. His mother did break the stereo type. This was just another one, a gross, inappropriate one. He tried to mentally wipe that look from his memory.

T.J. and his parents of the past were discussing something. He walked into the living room. His adult parents were talking to Marie and Seth about what was going on. Then it hit Kyle like a ton of bricks. He had left Kayla in the kitchen where his teenage parents were about to jump each other.

This was getting ridiculous. Kyle went back into the kitchen to find T.J. and Kayla gone and his parents making out on the table. He acted like and adult and made them get off each other and the table. He brought them into the living room. Their hair was messed up.

Seth scooted over on the couch. Danny sat down and Sam sat on his lap. Again gross. Adult Danny and Adult Sam blushed at the sight of their younger selves acting like well two teenagers. Young Sam finally asked her question.

"When in the world did Danny actually grow a pair and propose?" Well, it was a little blunt, but Adult Sam answered.

"Two months after Jazz announced her pregnancy." Straight forward and a lie. If they knew the truth, they would change the past.

Young Danny and Sam asked questions and never got as real answer until Danny asked a very personal question.

"So, how's life in the ummmm bdrom." He mumbled.

"You did not just ask that." Adult Sam said. She had learned to interoperate Danny's mumbles long ago. "And it is just as active as ever." Sam was honest on this one. No harm in letting them know that they had not lost the spark. The questions continued.

Comment questions you want past Sam and Danny to ask their future selves.