Part two of the Patrick Stump imagine is in the process of being made along with the one about Ellie and Jack.

You were home early from work. Sam was playing with his toys while Jack finished up his videos. You looked up from your book as you heard the front door slam shut. Braxton ran into his room and slammed the door closed.
You sat there dumbfounded for a moment. You soon went and knocked on his door.
"Go Away!" He sobbed.
"Braxton what's wrong baby let me help" you said to him.
He didn't reply, you opened the door and saw him face down in his bed.
"Braxton buddy what's wrong?" You asked.
"Go away momma" he sniffled.
"Please Braxton talk to me" you begged.
You loved your little six year old and didn't want him to be hurt.
You sat beside him and rubbed his back.
"Ow!" He yelped. You frowned and lifted up his shirt to see a big bruise on his back.
"Braxton what happened?!" You asked.
Braxton pushed your hand away and sat up. He had a black eye and scratch marks on his cheek.
"Kids at school, they were making fun of me for being short, and for having a stupid name. They said Braxton is a dumb name and only stupid people have that name. I'm not stupid am I momma?" Braxton said looking up at you with his green eyes.
You gentle brushed his hair back.
"No Braxton you aren't stupid, your name isn't for stupid people. Do you want to know where you got your name?" You asked him.
He nodded.
"Well Braxton Dillan was a name I got from your..." You stopped mid sentence not really wanting to finish.
"My what?" Braxton asked.
"Your dad, your real father, he named you Braxton. He named you after his brother who died in the military" you explained.
"Wow.." Braxton gasped. "My real dad cared about me"
You sighed and stood up.
"Yes..he looked just like you. He was nice and sweet and had bright green eyes like yours" you said and helped Braxton take his shirt off.
"Really? Where is he?" Braxton asked.
You froze not really knowing if you should be telling him this at Six but might as well.
"He left" you replied. Braxton tilted his head like Jack.
"Where too?" Braxton asked as he changed into some shorts.
"I don't know...after your first birthday..he was gone" you said and folded up his T-shirt.
"Oh..I see momma...so I'm not stupid and I have a very nice name" Braxton said to you.
"Yes a nice name, and don't ever let anyone say you're stupid. You're no where near stupid okay?" You said and lifted him up.
"Okay momma, I love you" he said and wrapped his small arms around your neck.
"I love you too Brax" you replied and hugged him back.