The title says all. Updates with be slow. This has everything you need. Satisfaction guaranteed. I do requests for imagines and preferences, only fluffy stuff. This is my first story. If you hate it I'll cripple ya you swine.
You woke up on a lovely Saturday morning to hear laughter. You headed to the living room to find out what it was. It turned out to be Paul, your husband of four years and your five year old daughter, Mary were watching The Monkees on tv and laughing at whatever silly thing happened.
"Mornin' love," Paul said. "Good morning Paulie," you said. "What are the guys up to this time Mary?" "Davy switched places with a prince who looks just like him, and Mike stays behind with him. Micky and Peter take the prince to teach him how to talk to girls," the girl answered. "I don't think I've seen this one," you said as you sat next to Paul. "I bet John's watchin' this right now. I mean you saw him when we met them last year," Paul said. "Yeah," you yawned. "I hate how they made Peter the dummy. He's actually very intelligent." "It's just a silly kids show," Paul told you. "I know," you said.
"Mummy," Mary said. "Yes, Mary," you said. "Which one's your favorite," the five year asked. "I like Mike because he gave me his wool hat when you took me to meet him." "I like none of them. I only like one man and that's your father," you told her. "Thanks, love," Paul said before kissing you. "Ew! Gross," Mary said.
"Let's get some breakfast," you suggested. "Agreed," Paul said before being attacked with kisses from your sheepdog Martha. "At least you haven't left the couch yet," you giggled. "Down girl," Paul commanded. Martha did as she was told. "I think we need a bigger house. One with a backyard big enough for Martha to run around in," you said. "Definitely," Paul agreed. "I love you Y/N." "I love you too," you smiled.
Remember peace and love. -Abby
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