HEY HEY HEY EHY! I am back with "special chapter"'s. I hope you enjoy them as much as you enjoyed the story and I will be doing these tell the sequel thing is published!

*Delirious's P.O.V*

I let out a unmanly yelp and immediately moved my hand to my mouth, or more specifically my tongue,"What happened?!" I heard my husband call from the kitchen where he was probably feeding Jackson his dinner,"I burned my tongue on the hot chocolate you gave me!" I whined,"You never told me it was this hot!!" My complaining went on for a few minutes as I stared blankly at the boring t.v in front of me.

After a few lonely minutes of Barney, I decided to finish of my night by finishing my book of the week, which this week happened to be a fanfic I found that my dedicated fans wrote, it was very interesting, a collaboration fanfiction that many different people wrote together. To top it all of it happened to be a minicat fanfiction, one of my favorite ships.

Whining similar to my own could be heard from the kitchen and I knew it was Jackson refusing to eat again,"EVAN!" I called, but my voice seemed to have disappeared into thin air when I didn't get a reply. My sigh could be heard throughout the house. Today was suppose to be a Evan and me day but the nanny we had planned for tonight ended up canceling last minute due to a family member being rushed to the hospital only an hour before they were set to be here.

Not that I minded staying home with my family, I just, Evan and I never got to go out anymore, ever since we adopted Jackson it was always the three of us. The only alone time we did get was at night, cuddling in our bed, which would only be interrupted less than ten minutes later by the hungry and greedy cries of our 10 month old.

The baby like screams from the kitchen only grew louder the longer I just laid here, and before I knew it I heard the call,"JONATHAN! I may need a little help her!" Closing my eyes for a second of peace I pushed off of the couch and drowsily walked toward the dreaded kitchen where I knew to guilty children would be.

My suspicions were proved correct when I walked in on what looked like an unfair food fight, one competitor more messy and defeated than the other, that loser happened to be the one I decided to marry. My eyes creased at the sides as I smiled so big I felt my eyes would pop out. There was no way to give this mess a justice if I explain it but I'll try anyways.

Baby food seemed to cover his body with his shirt soaked in water to the point it hugged onto him for dear life, probably trying to escape the baby food that covered everything else. From on his eyelid to his bare legs my poor Evy was covered in mushed peas and bananas.

Victory went to the devil like child I was stuck raising, his innocent almost-tooth-less smile that could fool anyone but me made the 26 year old man look like the person at fault,"Jackson, what did I say about playing with you food?" I asked gently and reached my hand out, his own baby hand coming up to smack mine,"Well done." I praised him,"But now you need a bath." My arms wrapped around his tiny waist, pulling him out of his prison, also known as his booster seat,"Hey, where are you to going?" Came the pleas of a life time,"On second though, you come too." I told Evan,"You stink." "Mama."

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Sighing, I laid back on the couch I rested on before, only to have hands wrap around me and pull me across the smooth surfaces, to where a body awaited me,"Hey." I felt warm breath on my face,"Hey." I smiled as I felt soft familiar lips touch mine.

We stayed that way for awhile, before Evan pulled away,"Come on. I want show you something."

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Not my best work. I know it's short. I just felt like writing a little something for the new year. I hope you all like it :)

*unedited*