Karla's Here [Punk/Lacy]

"You don't like her, Brandon?" She asked and looked down at Brandon. He shook his head no and stuck his tongue out.

Phil laughed. "Our kid is smart."

"Gets it from me." She chuckled and put him back in his pen. "I'm sorry for losing it up there."

"I thought you were going to lose it when she sat on the couch." he said. "Took you a while this time."

"I didn't want Brandon to see it."

[[and you told me I couldn't. ]]

"That's good thinking then." he nodded. "I'm sorry she came here." he said. "I had my eyes covered though and everything."

[lol...i know...i'm horrible xD]

"When she touched you, I lost it." She semi-glowered. "Call me possessive, but I'm not exactly a fan of that."

"I wasn't a fan of that either. I only like it when you touch me. Girl probably had herpes or something, now I need to take a shower."

She chuckled lowly. "Well, she's out of the house now."

"Which I'm grateful for. Oh and sorry I had to like, stop you from fighting her." he chuckled. "I don't like the girl, but I'm pretty sure other people don't want her dead and I don't want you in jail."

"Party pooper." She chuckled.

"I did it all for you." he said kissing her cheek.

"Well thank you." She chuckled. "Times like these where I love you."

[[gag]]

"Aw Lace, you're making me blush." he joked. "I love you too, for beating up on my exes. Good stuff."

[lol...*cuddles Lacy* awwww]

"Hush." She chuckled lightly.

[bleh you! lol]]

"It's the truth."

[lol]

She chuckled. "Go wash the Karla off of you and lay down. I'll be there in a minute."

"Will do." he said as he went to go shower.