We’re good for the next couple of weeks.
Queue is now set to six posts per day, if you were wondering.
Cory took the boys to the Fall Festival. Jenny met them there after work. Zachary stayed with a babysitter.
You can find it right here. (:
let it go, let it go, can’t hold it back any more
Jenny: My little pirate.
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J.C., I look away for literally three seconds to get Jenny to put Zachary to bed and you get yourself abducted!
Jenny sits down on the couch, smiling at Noah and J.C. playing a video game next to her.
Noah: EAT THAT!
Something blows up on the screen.
J.C.: NO! I was so close to the finish line!
Noah laughs maniacally.
J.C.: G. G.
Noah: Another round?
J.C.: You got it. But then you have to do your homework.
Jenny (shaking her head): My boys.
Jenny sees a hint of a smile on J.C.’s face. Then, she realizes something… How is she ever going to let him go?
And so J.C. and Willow went to Prom together that Sunday. Cory and Jenny gladly payed for the limo and J.C.’s suit.
I think this might be my favorite moodlet.
Jenny enters the foyer.
Jenny: Was that Willow that just left?
Jenny (grinning): Did you ask her to Prom?
J.C.: No. Why would I?
Jenny: What do you mean why would you? You like her, don’t you?
J.C.: Yeah, but-
Jenny: No buts. Next time you see her you ask that girl to Prom and you have the time of your lives!
J.C.: I don’t… What if I’m not… What if I have to leave before Sunday?
Jenny: I’m sure Paul can delay any plans until after the dance.
J.C. grins and hugs Jenny. Jenny smiles and hugs him back.
Willow: Are you going to the Prom this Sunday?
J.C.: Probably not.
Willow rolls her eyes with a playful smile on her face.
Willow: Don’t tell me you’re one of those guys who thinks they’re “too cool to go to a silly high school dance”.
J.C.: That’s not it…
Willow: Oh. Then why aren’t you going?
J.C.: I don’t know if I’ll be here.
Willow: What, are you going out of town or something?
J.C.: Something like that, yeah.
Willow: Oh. Prom’s overrated anyway.
Willow winks at J.C. and then shuts the front door behind her. J.C. smiles and shakes his head.