Damon

After Him

Ava

"Are you ever gonna get out of bed?" I groan and he puts up two peace signs then crosses them.

I roll my eyes then walk out of our room and to the kitchen where Dodge still sits, eating his second bowl of ice cream. He runs over to me with an empty bowl then smiles. "Mommy can I have some more?" he politely asks.

It's been two years. Damon and I are juniors in college and Dodge is officially three!! Unfortunately, his bladder problem is still a thing. He wakes us up at least five times in the middle of the night to say he wet the bed.

Besides that, the team is in a feud with a gang called Words. We don't know when they're going to attack and they don't know when we're going to attack.

So any minute now can be a war.

I take his bowl. "No baby, you had too much and you'll have a tummy ache and tete a lot" I put the bowl in the sink.

"Peasssss!" he struggles to say please.

I shake my head. "No Dodge" I say sternly and he frowns, starting to cry.

"Hey what's wrong Buddy?" Damon comes up behind Dodge and picks him up.

"More ice cweam" Dodge begs.

"This early?" Damon chuckles. "Well eat your heart out Buddy!"

"No Damon! He's going to have a horrible stomach ache and pee a lot" I point at him.

Damon looks at Dodge. "Don't listen to mommy, have all the ice cream you want!" he holds Dodge with one hand while the other takes a bowl out and starts scooping ice cream.

I groan. "You make me so freaking mad"

He lets Dodge down and gives him the bowl in which Dodge runs to the table with.

"If my son wants more ice cream, he's gonna get more" Damons walks over to me.

i cross my arms. "Even if it affects more with his bladder problems?" I raise an eyebrow.

He rolls his eyes. "He's three, let him have some fun"

"Okayyyy, don't come to me when he had a stomach ache" I grab a water from the the mini fridge.

Dodge walks over to Damon, holding his stomach. "Daddy I have to use the potty" he says.

I look at Damon and I points at me to shut up.