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"Uncle Seth!" The little boy squealed when the curly haired man answered the door.

"Hey there Tornado! How you doing? Are you excited? How many more days 'till Chrismukkah?" Seth asked the boy.

"Whoa Seth, chill for a second would you? The kid is four, and he's not used to your super-speed talking." Alex said before the boy had a chance to answer.

Seth grabbed his chest in mock hurt, "that hurt Al... really did. Anywho," he bent down so he could be eye level with Kyle, "ignore her tell me!"

Marissa watched as her son looked back and forth between Alex and Seth before answering, "I'm great! Only sven days till Chrissssmakkuh," the little boy replied filled with joy.

Seth stood up as he ruffled his hair, "brilliant! The kid's got my smarts!"

Marissa's brow furrowed as Alex moved to slap the curly haired man upside the head, "oi! You're lack;" she replied emphasizing lack, "of smarts has nothing to do with him."

Marissa shook her head as she watched the two adults bicker, she looked down to see her son looking up at her confused, "ignore those two, why don't you go find your aunt Summer or cousin Ben?"

"YESS!" The boy squealed out.

He was however stopped by Seth's arm before he could run much farther, "I don't want to crush your hopes little man, but they had to run out for a few," the boy's eyes saddened tremendously, "I'm here though! Come on, let's show these ladies out and then you and I can go look at my comic collection," Seth told him his own grown eyes lighting up at the idea.

Marissa smiled as she saw Kyle's spirits definitely seeming lifted, she turned her head slightly as she felt Alex's arm slip around her waist, a bright smile on the blonde's face as well as both women were glad to see the boy cheer up.

"Bye mum! Bye ma!" Kyle quickly said as he lightly pushed them out the door trying to shut the door behind them, Seth laughing quietly in the back as he watched the women's faces.

"Hey!" Marissa and Alex both spoke out, "what is this, no proper goodbye? Including a hug and a kiss?" Alex continued as she watched the door open up once more as a sheepish Kyle peaked around.

"Sowwy," he spoke quietly as he looked up at them, quickly running out to hug both of their legs as a faint mumble of; "I love yous," was heard.

Marissa bent down to pick him up as she kissed his cheek, "love you too kiddo."

"Same here kid," Alex quickly followed as she kissed his other cheek, "go, go show uncle Seth how to be mature." She finished off as Marissa put him down watching him as he ran inside.

Alex looked as Seth gave her this death stare about to reply, she smirked at him as she grabbed the handle and pulled the door shut as both women told Kyle to have fun.

Alex smiled at her wife who was simply giving her this look, she shrugged as she kissed the brunette's cheek, "we have the whole day to ourselves, whatever shall we do?" The blonde asked suggestively as the two walked back to their Jeep.

Marissa eyed her up and down smirking as she replied seductively, "go shopping."

Alex closed the door she had held open for the girl with a grunt as she made her way to the driver's side, "way to kill my spirits Cooper."

"You still love me," Marissa told her with a smile.

"That I do," Alex replied with a smile of her own as she started up the car.

The two boys were in Seth's comic room, Kyle was starting to get bored, he loved his uncle and loved seeing all of these things, but something had been plaguing his young mind for a while and so he thought the best thing to do was ask his uncle.

"Uncle Seth?" He questioned.

"Yea?" Seth replied as he put down a comic he'd been reading.

"Do you believe in Santa Claus?"

"Uh..." Seth stammered confused.

"And all the stories you been told?" The four year old kept on questioning.

"Don't you want to know more about Spider-Man?" Seth asked as he laughed awkwardly, "Spider-Man's awesome!"

"Does Santa WREALLY dress in red? And live up where it's cold? Are Donnar, Blitzen and all the rest the wreindeers on his sleigh?"

"Uhh..." Seth scratched his head trying to find a way to get out of this one.

"Does it wreally go flying in the sky? With all the toys for Christmas day? Does Santa wreally know who's been good? And those who been bad?"

"Really? No Spider-Man? You usually like Spider-Man... Oh! What about Wolverine?" Seth said holding up an issue of X-Men.

The younger boy completely ignored him as he kept on; "and does he land on chimney tops? With all the toys to make you happy? Do you believe in Santa Claus uncle Seth? Do you think it's true? That Santa comes wround with the gifts?"

"Ok, so... no on the Wolverine? How bout... Batman?"

"Do you believe that Santa Claus comes when you sleep? And that he fills up your stockings? With bunch of things to keep?"

"No? We aren't a fan of Batman either today?"

The younger boy was completely disregarding Seth's attempt to change the topic; "Did you ever stay up late uncle Seth? And then! OH MY GOD! When you start to fall sleep, you think you see him. Then when you get up in your bed."

"I uhh..."

But the boy's roll just wasn't stopping, "how does Santa fit inside? Some chimchimneys are small."

Seth sighed as he slapped his thighs, "you know, you ask so many questions, that I think you've asked them all."

"Well, either way you've got to stop all this wandering, don't go asking your mums, or your uncle Seth anymore, cause all the stories are really true." Summer spoke out as she came into the room effectively making both boys jump.

Seth stared wide eyed at his wife; "SUMMER! Where d'you come from?"

Summer gave him a look, "the door dork. Come help me I've got bags in the car and they aren't going to carry themselves in." Summer told him as she walked out the room.

"I'll be back Tornado," as he finished speaking he noticed his son going up the stairs, "actually, how bout you go bother your cousin? I just saw him run up the stairs."

The little boy ran out of the room with a big smile completely ignoring his previous lengthy questioning as he bolted up the stairs a loud; "HURRICANE!" was herd as the two boys met up.

Seth made a move to find his wife who was now standing by the front door a hand firmly placed on her hip; "why on earth did you give them those ridiculous names Cohen?"

"Hey! The boys like my comics! It gives them a sense of belonging knowing I've written them in."

Summer rolled her eyes, "right... and I can model for Victoria Secret, really, you're insane," the brunette replied.

Seth smiled knowing deep down, past all the insults, Summer still loved him dearly, he leaned down to kiss her cheek, as he pulled away he looked her up and down before saying, "maybe you think Victoria Secret won't take you, but I would surely like to see you model squat for me tonight," he said as his eyebrows raised suggestively.

A resounding slap was heard as the tiny girl smacked him upside the head, "get out and get those bags!" Summer turned around about to head back in when she turned to face Seth, "and by the way, why the hell did you let him get so carried away with his questions? It's like you're a kid yourself! Cohen, if he asks about Santa you say yes. Yes, he's real, yes, I've stayed up late, yes he knows, just yes. Unless the question is 'is he fake,' then the answer's no because we know Santa's is real the same way Prada's new line will be amazing."

Seth looked at the girl, eyes slightly afraid, he'd grown used to Summer's loving abuse, but when she was pregnant, she was even worse, "damn mood swings," he cursed to himself.

"Got It?" Summer asked frighteningly.

Seth nodded, "I'm... um, I'm going to get your bags now... how bout... how bout you go rest?" He answered swallowing the lump in his throat.

Summer's eyes bulged, "rest? REST? What the hell! Someone's got to take care of this place," she waved her hand around the house, "not all of us have the luxury of spending our days doodling."

Seth was about to reply when all of a sudden he saw both boys appear behind Summer, he watched as Ben tapped his mother's leg, even the six year old had learned how to deal with his pregnant mother's antics, as Summer looked down he quietly asked, "is there anything we can help you with mum?"

Kyle nodded his head rapidly, his mothers had warned him that his aunt was going to be much louder than usual, and that he should be extra nice, "we'd love to," he added with a grin.

Summer smiled at the two, she looked over at Seth as her eyes narrowed once again, "see Cohen, THESE boys know how to treat a lady!" She looked back at the two, "how bout you help him over there and then come find me."

The two boys nodded their heads as they ran out to meet Seth, once Summer was out of ear shot they looked at Seth, who quickly thanked them, "you guys saved my butt!"

"Anytime dad!"

"Yea! Anytime uncle Seth!"

Seth grinned, "how many times have I told you boys, you can call me The Ironist," he replied standing up straight and posing with his hands on his hips looking up to the sky.

The boys laughed when they heard a loud, "COHEN!" Come from the house as Seth quickly scrambled to get to the bags so the three could carry them in.