Innocent, 3 year old Dylan, sat on the couch as his parents stood their, screaming at each other. They had recently bought a house and couldn't decide what to paint his room.
Rachel-I strongly suggest that Dylan's favorite color is blue!
Finn-He specifically said he wanted his room Green, which makes his favorite color green!
Rachel-That's your favorite color! I bet you don't even remember mine!
He awkwardly stood there, afraid to give a wrong answer.
Finn-Between Pink and Purple right?
Rachel-Its red.
A stern expression on her face with her hands planted on her hips.
Finn-Close enough.
She scoffed as her back turned to him and headed towards the door.
Finn-Where are you going?
Rachel-To get blue paint for his room.
He raced towards the door and snatched her by the hips and swing her body over his shoulder.
Rachel-Finn, put me down!
The strong punches she slammed into Finn's back, left bruises as he placed her on the table in front of Dylan.
Finn-Dylan, why don't you tell us what your favorite color is?
His strong grip on her shoulders, keeping her in place as they both glared at Dylan. He knew basic colors and numbers since Rachel started to strongly educate him at 2.
Dylan- Blue.
Rachel-I told you! He wants his room blue.
She flung up in satisfaction with a slight of anger. Marching towards the door, she was interrupted by Dylan.
Dylan- I want green mommy.
Finn-YES!
Finn's jumping caused some of the tables and lamps to shake.
Finn-I told you!
Rachel- No! He said his favorite color was blue, which meant...I WAS CORRECT!
Finn-But that's not fair, this was about his room not his favorite color, so I win.
She punched him in the arm and little Dylan gasped. Her hands clamped over her mouth in shock of her actions. Thankfully, her punches were harmless to Finn.
Finn-Rachel, you don't want to be exposing violence to him!
Rachel-I'm so sorry, i didn't mean to! Dylan we don't do stuff like that, ok baby.
She rubbed his cheeks and kissed his forehead. When she released, he immediately rubbed his face, getting her saliva off him.
Rachel-Fine, we'll paint his room green.
Finn stood in satisfaction till he saw her walk towards the door in depression.
Finn-No, you know what. If he likes blue, we'll paint it blue.
She got jumpy and flung the door open.
Rachel- Thanks Finn!
When she slammed the door shut, he stood in shame. Did she seriously play a trick on him. He thought that it was going to lead towards another argument. But she ran out the door. He placed himself next to Dylan on the couch.
Finn-Your mommy's quite the piece of work.
He took a sip of his until he heard what escaped Dylan's mouth.
Dylan-Mommy being a bitch?
His soda spraying every where when he turned to Dylan in anger. Where the hell did he hear that from? Both him and Rachel made a deal to make sure they wouldn't curse in front of Dylan.
Finn-No mommy is not? Who told you that?
Dylan- Unky.
Unky? What the hell is an...Kurt.
Finn-Did uncle Kurt tell you that?
Dylan-Milk is gone again!
His hands shot into the air, with his middle fingers pointing upward.
Finn-NO! We do not say bitch and stick our middle fingers up.
Slipping his phone out of pocket, he furiously dialed Kurt's number.
Kurt- What Finn?
Finn-WHAT THE..
He glanced down at Dylan and froze.
Finn- Cheese balls, were you telling my kid!
Kurt- Are you high or something?
Finn-I'm serious! An hour we pick him up from your apartment, he's saying cuss words and flicking people off!
Kurt- It's all Blaine's fault! He drank all the freakin milk, as always! I'm at the corner store getting more.
Finn-I don't care about Blaine's obsession with milk! You are exposing my son to very inappropriate subjects!
Kurt-Fine I'm sorry!
He hung up on Kurt and Rachel suddenly walked through the door. A worried expression on Finn's face as he went to join Dylan on the couch.
Rachel-I couldn't choose between Sky Blue and Royal Blue. So i got them both.
Her hand dug in a Lowe's bag as she placed the paint containers on the wooden table, sitting in front of the 2.
Rachel-So, what I'd miss?
Finn-Nothing. Nothing at all.
It was a silent moment till Dylan spoke up.
Dylan-Inappopiate subyects.
Her eyes narrowed at him. Realizing he meant, inappropriate subjects.
Rachel-Excuse me?
Finn was in complete shock, she probably thought Dylan collected this information from him, which he did in this case.
Finn-H-he meant...intellectual subjects. You know like Harry Potter.
Her eyes glared at him in disbelief as her arms folded over her chest.
Rachel-Like what?
Dylan- Balls and your milk!
Finn's eyes widened as he was frightened to even glance at her for a second.
Rachel-Oh really?
Finn-No, not really.
Rachel-Be quiet Finn, its Dylan's turn to talk!
Dylan-Yeah daddy!
He stuck his middle fingers in air and screamed.
Dylan-Mommy's a bitch!
Her jaw dropped as she swore she choked on air.
Rachel-What?
Finn-He learned that from Kurt! I promise, i even called him and said that he was having problems with Blaine's milk obsession!
Her glared dug into his very soul. Her stare lasted for about 20 seconds when Dylan continued speaking.
Dylan-Oh and-
Finn's hand covered Dylan's lips as he carried him to his room.
Finn-We've heard enough from you today.
When he closed the door and entered the living room, Rachel stood in anger as her eyes narrowed at him.
Finn-How's it goin?
He tried covering his fear in laughter and ended up getting the same expression on her face.
Finn-Well we got to wake up early. You got your rehearsal and i got actors studio.
He wrapped his arms around her, but still she made no sudden change.
Finn-I love you.
They stood completely still staring into each others eyes. Rachel glaring into his ember eyes filled with guilt. His eyes gazing at hers, which was totally pissed off.
...
His body, changing positions every minute. Trying to get comfortable on the couch. Their bedroom next to the living room he decided to call to Rachel.
Finn-I get it! You just need some time to forgive me! Message received!
FINAL CHAPTER! Epilogue soon to come and thank you for everyone that stuck with me since the beginning of the story. Check out my new fanfic Loves Light Goes Out! Please Comment!