Haylie woke up the next day in the same position she was in last night, her head on Mike's shoulder, and now his head was on her head sleeping soundly. She was about to go back to bed, when someone's cell phone was playing, The Beautiful People by Marilyn Manson…and Haylie knows it isn't her cell phone that's playing it.
"No! NO! Not THAT! Anything but that! Not the beep! No! Please! Not the beep! Anything but the beep! AAAAIIIIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"
Then this was what someone said, "Yo Mike, it's Damien, are you and Haylie going back to your place when we head to Cleveland for the next few weeks? If so, could you guys PLEASE take care of Ashton while you're there—Chrissy couldn't because she's way too busy, and so is myself so—please? Do it for me? And by the way: CHANGE YOUR ANSWERING MACHINE MESSAGE! IT'S ANNOYING!"
"Ugh, who was that?" Mike asked as soon as he finally woke up.
"Damien, he wants us to take care of Ashton while we're in Cleveland." Haylie replied.
"What? I got to take care of a kid? That's bullshit." Mike commented.
"Hey, I got to take care of kids when I was like ten, if I could do that at that age, so could a grown man, now get up, we got too meat them for breakfast." Haylie said as she got up.
"Since when did we got too do that."
"Since last night after the show, now get you're lazy ass up and get ready."
"Since when I became lazy?"
"Since you started over using the word awesome."
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While Haylie was in the shower, Mike was getting dressed when he heard Haylie's phone play Falling For You by Colbie Caillat. "Hello, Haylie's phone, Mike speaking."
"Mike? This is Haylie's mother Mary, just wondering, when is Raw heading over to Long Island?"
"Two weeks, after the Ohio shows, why Mrs Trudel?" Mike asked.
"Just wondering because we wanted Haylie to come to the next Trudel family reunion, and we didn't know when she would be heading over here. Thanks Mike."
"Oh no problem, so family reunion in two weeks right?"
"Yes, tell her that her father said hi."
"I will, take care now, bye."
"Who was that?"
"Mike looked up and saw Haylie with water-filled hair and only in a pink towel.
"Your mom—apparently you have a family reunion to go to in two weeks."
"Shoot—forgot I had to go, wanna come with?"
"Well, let's see, to be stuck in a house with a bunch of Trudels who are possibly crazy and homicidal, maybe, but you got to protect me from them." Mike replied before getting a bed pillow thrown at. "Hey! What was that for?"
"For calling my family crazy and homicidal."
"I said almost crazy, there's a difference."
"Yeah, like you being a moron and me being the absolute smart one in this relationship?"
