Ryan Higa Imagines

learn how to aim

Imagine you're in the kitchen preparing pancakes for Ryan and your 4 year old little boy, because they had both requested it. As you are mixing the pancake batter, you hear a little squeal coming from outside the backyard. You peek out the window, still holding onto your pink mixing bowl, and gasping as you see your husband chasing your butt naked son on the fake grass. You place the mixing bowl down on the kitchen bench, and wipe your hands on your apron before heading out to ask Ryan what the hell he was doing.

Ryan sees you making your way down the small flight of stairs at the back door, and a huge grin spreads to his face.

"The queen is here!" He runs away, playfully, and your son runs with him squealing louder than before.

"ARGHHHH!" He yells hiding behind Ryan's legs, peeking out and giving you a small smile.

"What the heck are you two doing?" You can't help but laugh. "Why is our son frolicking around stark naked?"

"I'm trying to teach him how to use his potty." Ryan pointed to a blue bucket near the lemon tree. "He wanted to show me his abs!" He started beating his chest like King Kong, and picked up your son to spin him around.

"Well, are you making any progress?" You fold your arms, and give him a smirk.

"We sure have!" Ryan said proudly. "Hey, show mommy what daddy taught you today." He crouches down to your son's height and ruffles his hair. He nods enthusiastically, and runs over to the potty.

You walk closer to them, and stand at a safe distance. You have a gut feeling that this was going to end in a disaster. Ryan stands in front of the bucket, and your son starts to use the potty, with ease. You nod your head in approval.

After a few seconds, his aim starts to move away from the bucket, and sprays onto the lower half of Ryan's pants. Your son giggles and runs over to you.

"Whoops." He gurgled, sucking on his thumb with a cheeky smile.

"You have taught him well." You give Ryan a thumbs up and you stifled back a smile.

Ryan waddles towards the both of you. His eyes turn into slits, and a playful smile in the form of a thin line appeared on his face.

"You cheeky, monkey!" Ryan pinches the cheeks of your son and squeezes them gently, making him giggle. "Learn how to aim!"

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i dont even know how little boys use the potty!
well this is awkward.
I hope you enjoyed this anyway? :3