"Hey Shane, what about this one," Caitlyn said holding up a color card.

"Caity, your kidding me right!?"

"No, I'm not I want this color," Caitlyn said sternly.

"How about this yellow, or this purple," Shane said picking up a brown and black color card.

"Shaaanee," Caitlyn complained.

"Come on Cait, we've been here for an hour, I want to go home, eat my dinner and cuddle on the couch with my wife, is that too much to ask for," Shane demanded.

Caitlyn was obviously frustrated at this point, she was heavily pregnant and Shane was not helping her mood at all.

"Well let me tell you Shane, I don't care how long we have been here, you're not going home until I get the paint I want, I am not cooking you dinner, and don't even think I'm going to cuddle with you on the damn couch," Caitlyn yelled.

By the time Caitlyn had finished her tirade the people areound the store were staring at the married couple.

"And you know what else-"

Shane quickly placed a hand over her mouth, knowing that some not so pretty words were about to come out.

Caitlyn bit her husband's hand causing him to release an ear piercing yelp. Resuming stares from a few spectators.

"I want this paint color," Caitlyn said menacingly.

"Look Cait, I had a part in making this child I think I should be able to choose the room color," Shane stated.

"Look Shane," Caitlyn mocked, "I am the one that has had to carry this child, and I'm the one that is going to have to do all the work to bring it to this world, I should choose it,"

"How about we compromise, we'll paint the room two colors," Shane offered.

Caitlyn mimicked Shane, "No, I want this color and if you ever want to have children again, you will make sure I get this color,"

"But Caity," Shane drawled out.

"What's that I hear, oh yeah it's my foot making contact with your frikken lower region,"

Shane backed away knowing that Caitlyn was in the middle of a bad mood swing, he took a paint tray and held it out in front of his body, knowing that mood swing or not, Caitlyn was not kidding.

"Okay, okay, okay," Shane gave up, "You win,"

"Well it's about time," Caitlyn said walking towards the register with the chosen paint can.

"Why me?" Shane said looking up at the ceiling.

"SHANE!"

"Coming Dear,"

So, hah. Inspired by me and my sister we were painting my little sister's room and we were fighting over who would paint since we lost one of the paint rolls, the we had a filled paint tray and we were trying to take it away from each other and it fell......upside down....on the carpet. We got in trouble.:(
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