Quandary ~Johnnyboy, Stevepop, Dal-Bit

New debut

Ponyboy's POV: September 20th, Friday
"Do y'all ever wonder about how married people do married stuff?" Johnny sighs.

"Yes, actually." Two-bit agrees.

"Let's find out." I suggest.

And together we all head downstairs and sit on the couch side by side. Mom and Dad on the long piece laying with their toes intertwined.

"What the- why?" Soda squints.

"Cause why not?" Dad smiles.

"What do y'all want?" Mom sighs.

"We have questions." Dally proposes.

"Okay, so the same thing you always want." She nods.

"How do you stay married so long?" Steve asks.

"Wait y'all finally cooked up a good question." Mom smiles. "Um. Don't think too hard about it. Just relax and let life take you through its courses. You'll be fine."

"Have fun. Do stupid stuff with each other. It's a lot better than doing it alone." Dad continues.

"Have sex. And make it fun, don't be boring, don't race to finish line, and plan it. Well maybe don't plan it every single time, but you know." Mom explains.

"How often?" Dally questions.

They look at each other. "Like, one to four times a week." Mom nods.

"Ooo, I saw this on like TikTok one time. What's one thing you wished for your partner when you first got married and one thing you wish for now?" I ask.

"At first I wished she wasn't pregnant and now I wish she would start farting on me."

Mom and Dad cackle at his answer.

"I think I used to wish that he wasn't so weird and annoying and now I wish that he would share his food with me more." Mom sighs.

"No, cause your definition of share is a big ass bite." Dad defines.

"Yeah. It's a share not a nibble." Mom explains.

They laugh some more.

"Oh my gosh! I just thought of the best one we have!" Dad's eyes go widen as he sits up.

"What Marty?! What is it?!" Mom mocks him and sits up and shakes him.

"Only accept apologies in the form of head. You'll never fight, and if you do fight. Someone wins." He nods.

"Yeah that's a good one." Mom agrees.
"Say funny stuff. Even if it's stupid all that matters is that you're laughing."

"Yeah, I think that's about it." Dad nods.

"Shut up, Marty. I'll fuck the living shit out of you." Mom tells him.

He looks up at her and smirks, "yes ma'am!"

They cackle together.

"Wait come here I have to tell you a secret." Mom waves him closer and then turns around and farts straight in his air.

He throws her, ass cheeks first, "that's so nasty!" He stands on the couch.

She sits up red with giggles.
"You fall for that every time." She hits the couch, cackling.