This is quite possible my favorite pairing off the show (tied with Ferbnessa, of course). I mean, they're so freakin' cute! Why does no one write about them? Anyway, fangirl spaz over. Enjoy!

Stuck

"Lawrence, this isn't funny, we need to figure out how to get this stuff off!"

The two had slipped into some purple substance their teenage sons had created. Now they were "glued" together at the hip.

Lawrence shrugged, "I'm sure the boys can separate us when they get home."

She looked anything but impressed, "Just hold on to that desk over there while I try to walk in the other direction."

And so he did. Linda began walking opposite of him, stretching the purple glue as she went. Suddenly, she could walk no further and the glue pulled her immediately backward, spinning her into her husband.

Now they were twirled into a tight embrace. Linda sighed in aggravation.

But Lawrence just smiled boyishly and kissed her on the forehead.

First

He shouldn't have been this nervous. They both had done this before, as evidenced by the children preparing for bed at their grandparent's.

Still, Lawrence twiddled his thumbs bashfully while he waited for Linda to finish up in the washroom. This was their first night as a married couple, after all.

Kill

Usually Linda was the reasonable and calm parent. However, whenever a spider had made its way into their home, she would jump into her husband's arms and shriek for him to kill it kill it kill it!

Bedtime

"Alright, kids, time for bed," Lawrence declared.

9-year-old Candace groaned, "Da-aad, why do I have to go to bed the same time as 4-year-olds?"

"You can stay up if you want to, Candace," Linda chimed in.

"Really?"

"Of course. Me and your father were just going to stay up and talk about how much we love each other," She said cuddling close to her husband.

Candace's expression scrunched and she started for the stairs, "Night then!"

Linda smiled, but Lawrence looked down at her knowingly, "…you were serious, weren't you?"

Quiet

She crouched down to gather the groceries that he had accidentally knocked out of the bag. He could only stammer out apologies as he crouched down to aid her.

Then, as their hands met atop of a loaf of bread, the bustling market around them went quiet. He finally looked up and saw her face. He didn't know this woman—not her name, not her address, not even her age—but he found her remarkably beautiful. He stared at her for awhile, mouth agape in foolish daydreaming. All her saw or heard was her.

"Um," she spoke, following with a short laugh at his expression, "I'm Linda."

Change

Lawrence never thought of himself as a man who would be willing to get up at 7AM on a Saturday. Although that changed when he realized that his first sight in the morning would be the most beautiful woman in the world.

As well as two rambunctious toddlers who were anxious to begin their weekend adventures.