Adrian noticing Rocky in Robert
Adrian loved days like this. Days when Rocky didn't have a fight and they could just stay home with Robert and be a family. Days when she'd make spaghetti, Rocky's favorite, while Rocky played games with Robert in the living room.
She came out of the kitchen, wiping soapy hands off on her apron, to see Rocky and Robert both sprawled out on their stomachs on the carpet; feet waggling in the air, propped up on their elbows, pushing toy cars around the floor, making little noises as they played. Adrian watched them for a moment, their faces obscured by the same thick black hair.
Adrian noticed the similarities all the time: in the way that Robert would square his shoulders when he was nervous. Or when she caught him practicing punches in the mirror over the sink when he didn't know she was looking.
Adrian was pulled from her thoughts by a tugging on her apron. "Mommy!"
She smiled down into Robert's small face, brushing the hair off of his forehead.
"What is it honey?" she asked, glancing over to Rocky, still lounging on the carpet, surrounded by cars. There was a sly smirk on his face that made her narrow her eyes.
"Knock, Knock"
Adrian grinned and shook her head. "Who's there?"
"Boo!" Robert cried.
"Boo who?"
"Don't cry Mommy, it's just a joke!" Robert yelled and then collapsed in uncontrollable giggling. Adrian chuckled and looked over at Rocky who was laying on his back, laughing and holding his stomach.
"Okay, wise guys. Clean up the living room, it's time for dinner." Adrian watched Robert walk back to Rocky and start putting away the cars.
"Hey kid," Rocky said, pulling Robert in close. "What's that in your ear?" Rocky pulled a toy car out from behind Robert's head. "Yo, that's not a good place to keep your toys, you know." Robert giggled again.
Adrian rolled her eyes, smiling, and turned back into the kitchen to set the table.