Two young children sat close to a television one late night. "The rock is awesome!" A young boy with shaggy, long, brown hair shouted. " Maybe. But Stone Cold Steve Austin is awesomeness!" A young red haired girl replied, with a very thick Irish accent. Her hair was in a ponytail with a big black bow. "What about Hulk Hogan? I'd be his brover any day!"
   "That would be awesomeness. But, come on! Randy Oton is the best ever!"
The young boy turned his head to the girl in confusion. "It's Orton." "That's what I said. Oton." Her eyes stayed glued to the television. The boy shook his head. "Whatever Becky."
    He turned his head back to the screen, Becky looked over at him. "Hey Seth?" "Hmm?" His gaze stayed focused on the tv. "Do you ever think of the future?" "Sure. Why?" Becky signed. "Seth. I'm being serious." Becky pushed a hair out of Seth's face, though he didn't budge. "Seth." Nothing. "Seth!" Still nothing.
  "Seth Colby Rollins!" Seth's head shot toward her. "What?" "Focus." Becky raised her hand and Seth flinched and covered his face. "Okay, okay, I'm listening." Seth grabbed the remote and turned the television down. "Thank you. Mommy! Help!" Becky called.
      Her mom came in. "Time for a meeting?" "Yes." "But I was watching wrestling!" Becky groaned and folded her arms, looking away. "I'll record it Seth." Leslie said and put a small table in the living room, along with two small chairs. She recorded the show and turned off the tv.
  Becky walked with hands folded, eyes closed and head up high. "Thank you Mommy." "Your welcome" Leslie said with a chuckle and walked away. Seth groaned and got up, his arms folded. They sat and stared at one another. Becky's hand were in laced on the table, Seth's arms still crossed.
    "I say that we have a meeting. Topic: How to pronounce Randy's last name." "You did not just pull me away from wrestling for this." Becky folded her arms again and her squishy cheeks puffed. "I did." "It's Orton." "But it sounds like Oton." "Well, it's not!". Silence settled over them.
    Seth looked away and frowned, upset. Becky began to whimper like a puppy begging for food. Seth looked back at her. Her little bottom lip was poked out and then, the tears came. Seth began to feel bad. He stood up from the tiny plastic table and walked to Becky, embracing her in his arms.
   "I'm sorry Becky. I just really wanted to watch wrestling." Becky's crying quieted down. Seth got down on his knees and removed Becky's hands from her face. "Fogive me?" A slow mile creeped across Becky's face. "Yes! Mommy!"
    Leslie walked back in the room with a bowl of popcorn. "All done?" Leslie asked, smiling at the scene. "Yes.". Leslie set the popcorn down in front of the tv and the two kids ran for it. They sat and talked about the weird shapes of popcorn. The tv turned back on and Seth rested his hand on Becky's.

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