TAATO-Shots

Chapter 15

(A/N)

Doing this early because I'm at a tournament. ^-^

OMG by the way yesterday was my birthday ayyyy

Love y'all lots and lots

Regarding that picture; Been a while since we've seen him, huh?? xD

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During the pregnancy, Morning Mitch wasn't seen very often, since Mitch had morning sickness more often than he'd like to admit.

And for the first few years after, Mitch was always awoken by Landon crying, or Scott groaning about Landon crying, so... Morning Mitch wasn't seen very much then either.

But right around Landon's 5th birthday, Scott woke up to a pleasant surprise.

Firstly, Wyatt was asleep on Scott's chest, but Mitch was nowhere to be seen.

The bathroom door was closed though, so Scott figured that's where Mitch would be.

Scott grinned at the cat, carefully running his pointer finger along the kitty's head. "Hi."

Wyatt blinked at him, but purred in response to his words.

Scott chuckled a little, glancing over at the bathroom door once more.

He'd only just looked back at the cat, when he heard Mitch whimper loudly from the bathroom, and then he felt a surge of pain go through him.

Scott quickly stood, placing the cat back on the bed, before rushing over to knock on the bathroom door. "Mitchie, baby? Are you in there?"

"Butter-Scotch I'm bleeding." Mitch responded casually.

"You're blee--?! Mitch, open the door."

Mitch giggled. "What if I don't wanna?"

"Mitch, please. How badly are you bleeding?"

"Scale of one to ten? Treehouse." He laughed loudly, and then stopped. "Oh, that hurt a little bit."

Scott knocked on the door again. "Baby, please. Please open the door, honey. I'll make it stop hurting."

"... I'll only let you in if we can do the dance with no pants."

Scott shoved the door once more, not actually trying to break it though he knew he was close. "Mitch, open the door!"

"Pants off dance off! Say yes!"

"Mit--"

"To the dress!" Mitch began laughing again, as if it was the funniest thing he'd ever heard.

"Mitchell Grassi-Hoying, open this door right now." Scott finally snapped.

"Ooh. Yes, Daddy." Mitch mused, and Scott could practically hear his smirk.

Mitch finally opened the door, and Scott hurried into the room with wide eyes. "Where are you bleeding, baby?"

Mitch quickly lifted his shirt, to reveal a large gash across his stomach, just below his navel. "Lookie."

Scott gasped, dropping onto one knee to look at it closer, placing both hands on Mitch's hips. "Oh my God. Sweetie, are you okay? What happened?"

"Was shaving my tummy for you, and I slipped a little or something."