Please [Don't] Listen (JackSepticEye Fanfiction)

Chapter 8

Sean's POV

Logan and I have been officially together for five months now and I couldn't be happier. We fight from time to time and have a few days where we don't see or talk to each other but I personally believe that, that is why we have such a strong relationship.

"How's my Missy?" May smiled at me.

I smiled back at her, "She's a little sick."

"You got my Missy sick!? How dare you Uncle Sean." She made a growling noise.

I laugh, "No, it's because she was in the snow a little too long."

"Oh okay," She giggled, "Is Missy coming over for Christmas?"

I totally forgot Christmas was in a few weeks, "Why do you ask now?"

"Because if she does then I get to see her again. I know she watches me every so often but I haven't seen her in like two months Uncle Sean." She frowned.

"I'll ask her whe-"

"Can I ask her? Can we call her?" May interrupted.

I shrugged, "Why not!"

I pulled out my phone and rang Logan.

"Hey baby." Her voice sounded hoarse.

May giggled, "Hey Missy."

"Oh hello May! How are you?" I could hear her laugh.

May smiled, "I am good. I heard you were sick."

"Yes I am. Why do you have Uncle Sean's phone Maylay?"

I smiled, "Don't worry I'm right here princess."

"Ah, hello Sean."

May crinkled her nose, "Missy I have a question for you!"

"Ask away beautiful."

Sometimes I forget that May isn't Logan's daughter but they're so fond of each other that it is difficult to tell.

"My mommy always has a party a few days before Christmas to celebrate with all the family and I wanted you to come." May states.

Logan went quiet for a second, "I get back from my trip on the 21st, can you ask when it is Maylay?"

She looked at me, "The 23rd."

"Oh okay, I'd love to come!" Logan responded.

May's face lit up once again, "Yay! Get better soon Missy. I love you! Get some rest."

May handed me the phone and ran into the kitchen to probably tell June that Logan was joining us for Pre-Christmas.

"What trip are you taking?" I ask her.

She coughed a bit, "I'm spending a two week in Ohio with my family."

"Oh yeah! You told me about that the other day! When do you leave?" I question.

"I leave the seventh." She responded.

That's in six days, "Will you be healed by then?"

"Probably," She commented, "Hey Sean?"

"Yes doll?"

She took a breath, "Can we tell the internet about us?"

I thought for a minute, "Are you sure you're ready?"

"Yes." She said sternly.

I smiled to myself, "Then I'll come over on the fourth and we can record. I can also help you pack."