We're at it again

"Jerk."

-

"See? You lived." he chuckled.

"So did you, the entire time she stayed with us." She laughed.

"At least she finally left.'

"I know she left, you let me know all day that she left." She snorted as she continued to skim through the photo album.

"Papa needed some lovin'."

"Shut up, Phil." Lacy snorted as she saw a picture of Brandon, sitting in the child seat of the shopping cart at a grocery store. "Whole Foods, Phil?" She laughed. "How did Ellie get this picture? Let me guess, Twitter?"

"Hm, yep. She is a stalker." he snorted.

"Well that's what you get for posting pictures of our children on Twitter." She snorted. "What happened there that was so photo worthy?"

"I think some chick was hitting on me or something. Brandon pretty much handled that."

-

Two years earlier.

Punk had decided to run to Whole Foods to buy some stuff that he wanted. He took Brandon along for the trip, just cause he wanted to. They were walking down the aisle, with Brandon sitting in the cart as Punk looked around. "Want anything from here?"

"Juice!" Brandon said excitedly as he swung his legs in the cart.

Phil laughed a bit. "To the juice." he said as he pushed the cart down, going by the juices.

"The red juice, Daddy," Brandon told him, meaning fruit juice. He stopped swinging his legs as a woman started to walk close behind Punk, and Brandon eyed her curiously.

"I know which one you want." he said as he grabbed the fruit juice and put it in the cart. He glanced at Brandon and saw him looking at something, rather someone. So he turned and looked at the woman. "Uh, hey. Can I help you?"

Damn. Caught. "Oh, I'm sorry." She apologized. "I was just admiring what a cute son you have. Certainly after you," she flirted discreetly.

"Oh. Yeah, I say that all the time." he chuckled. "Thanks."

"You're welcome." She smiled. "Um.. I'm Aubrey. And you are?" Of course she knew who he was.

"You can just call me Punk."

"Nice to meet you, Punk. You know, I've got to say, when I first saw you walk into the store with him," She pointed to Brandon, "I thought he was your nephew. But man, a father.. how hard is it being a single Dad? I mean, you're doing a great job with this little guy. I always had a soft spot for guys with kids," she flirted even more.

Brandon arched an eyebrow and decided he would interfere. Heavily. "Daddy, we call mommy and check on baby in her belly?" He suggested, lookingly pointedly at the woman, nonverbally saying 'back off.' lol. "We buy her flowers, too. Mommy likes roses, 'member?"

"Uh yeah, I'm not a single father." he told her and then looked over at Brandon. "Yes I remember. We'll get them and call her to check on her."

Aubrey glanced down at Brandon as he gave her the meanest glare ever. She looked back at Phil, and decided to keep trying anyway. "Oh... your little boy seems very... smart." She nodded. That was the best way she could put it. "You do a great job with him." As she completely eliminates Lacy from the boy's upbringing. lol.

"Uh yeah, he's very smart." he nodded. "He gets it from my wife."

Aubrey tried to make sure that the disappointment did not register on her face. "Ah... wife."

"Daddy," Brandon started up again. "Mommy so pretty, huh? She really pretty." He swooned. "She more pretty then all the girls in the whole wide world... she more pretty than her." He pointed overtly at Aubrey. "She ugly. Go 'way."

Aubrey let out a shocked noise and looked at Phil before stomping away.

"Bye bye." Brandon laughed.

Punk laughed and looked at Brandon. "Give me a high five. That was great."

Brandon gave him a high five. "She was ugly." He giggled.

"I didn't want to say it, but yes she was."