Red Vs Blue Book of One-Shots

Grimmons it is

(The random Ship generator has spoken... It's funnier because the person who said 'Grimmons' doesn't ship it so we had a ship battle XD

Also, the person who helped set up the small plot was Sigiels , who is absolutely awesome for doing so :3

Now, the story...)

"B-But dad!"

"Matthews, I told you no-"

"But Jensen got to go to her friend's house!"

"That's because he got straight A's, sweetie..."

Matthews sighed dramatically and flopped on the couch that was separating him and his dad.

Correction.

One of his dads.

After Simmons and Grif got married due to a nerdy Comic-Con proposal, it was only a matter of time before Simmons wanted to adopt kids.

Grif, of course, was reluctant, but said yes, because he knew it would make his husband happy.

Nowadays, Simmons was stressed out about the kids' grades, while Grif taught them how to sneak food into the house.

Simmons knew he was being hard on them since school started, but he had to set things straight, and then they could be responsible for themselves.

Jensen was a bit trippy on social skills, but was still smart like Simmons.

Matthews was the complete opposite.

He couldn't get an A on a test but could easily give the puppy dog eyes to convince the teacher otherwise.

It was kind of funny how it all worked out, and although the they wouldn't always say it aloud; they were happy.

A family had its ups and downs, but that's how they all grew closer.

Currently, Matthews was currently trying to force himself away from the family.

"Can I please go to the movies with my friends?"

"... Fine, but only until you do your homework. Also, you have to do it yourself, I don't want Jensen doing it for you-"

"Thanks dad! I love you!" Matthews yelled happily as he sprung up from the couch, hanging on Simmons' neck. The father chuckled a bit, and then sent the kid on its way.

Now, to see what the other rascal is up to.

~~~~~

"You're horrible at this game."

"I'm a ten year old kid!"

"There's still no pity! No one is this bad at MarioKart!"

"I'm still learning!"

"All you have to do is press the two button and steer!"

"I'm trying!"

"What the hell-heck are you two talking about?" Simmons asked confused, standing in the doorway.

"MarioKart." Grif and Jensen answered together.

Simmons shook his head in disappointment of how they were both children, and watched silently as the two sued rainbow road.

Grif won. He didn't even need to try.

Just as he was about to give Jensen some hints, Simmons was tackled by Matthews, and sent the two flying through the air and toppled over the couch, onto Grif and Jensen.

"Ow!"

"What was that for?!"

"My controller!"

The four of them started at eachother in silence, before Simmons giggled, actually giggled, and sent Grif into a fit of laughter.

The two kiddies eventually joined along, and they all stayed home that night, canceling all plans, and just played MarioKart on a Friday night.

(So many past references to other stories... FNMK anyone? Eh?)

~~Eight years later, where the twins are both eighteen~~

Simmons was so happy to see both of his loved children get sent to college.

Jensen got to go to a high-ranked law school, which she actually enjoyed, and Matthews got to join any college football team of his choice.

Grif and Simmons couldn't have been more proud.

So as the two both cheered when they got accepted into their dream schools, they were ready to leave and pack when the day came.

That day was tomorrow's early morning.

So while everyone was taking a break on a nice Friday evening, Grif found one of their old Wii's.

Simmons smiled when he saw it, wondering if it still worked. Instantly, both Jensen and Matthews jumped up from their study areas to watch in awe as their dads began to set up the outdated console.

Jensen found the four remotes, and Matthews found the Wii Wheels.

~~~~~

After hours of endless playing, Jensen had passed out next to Matthews, while the two fathers were barely still awake, not wanting to miss out a moment before their kids had to leave.

The sad part was, they weren't even kids anymore.

Grif came to this sudden realization, and so did Simmons. The two dads looked up at eachother with sad eyes, but a happy smile underneath.

They did it.

And they would never raise their kids in another way, even if they had the chance.