Can't Help Myself (Grown UPS)

Lenny's 'Fight & Frat Boys

The couple of three years walked out of the house hand in hand, smiles on their faces.

"Wait babe, is that you Dad?" Emerson asked, pointing where a circle of people had formed.

"Yeah. What the hell is he doing?" He mumbled, tugging her hand as they pushed past the adults in the circle.

"No! Don't Hit me!" Tommy Cavanaugh shielded his face. Emerson and Nate looked at each other with blank faces, "Please, I'm sorry. Please don't him me. You would tear me limb from limb. Open this."

He grabbed Lenny's fist, unballing it.

"The only reason I picked on you was because I was afraid of you. Please, please, please."

"Alright, get up. Straighten up. I'm not gonna hit you." Lenny said, Emerson wrapping both of her arms around one of Nate's. "But if you ever disrespect me, or anybody, I will hunt you down and I will slap you into a pile of tattoos, bad breath, and back zits. Do you understand me?"

"Yes, I understand you!"

"DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?!"

"YES, I UNDERSTAND YOU!"

"Then walk away before I change my mind." Lenny told him.

Everyone cheered him on and went back to what they were doing, but Emerson and Nate who now stood with their arms crossed over their chest.

Lenny turned to find the two nineteen year old's, "What? What did I do?"

"That was the fakest shit I've ever seen. " Emerson shook her head, walking away.

"Your girlfriend is so rude." Lenny told his oldest son.

"That's what I love about her." Nate smirked, rushing after the blonde.

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"Emmy." I hand tugged on the black pants that the blonde was wearing.

Both Emerson and Nate looked down to find Becky rubbing her eyes.

"What's wrong, Becks?" The blonde hands, bending to her height.

"I'm really tired and I wanna go to sleep. I tried to get Daddy to take me, but he wants to stay with his friends." She frowned. "Will you come sing me to sleep?"

"Course, Becky." Emerson smiled, kissing her forehead and standing up, "Babe."

Nate smiled at her, "Go. Take your time. Besides, this is good practice."

"Come on, sweet." Emerson grabbed Becky's hand and the two walked towards the house.

Nate watched his girlfriend and his little sister walk towards the house with a smile on his face, remembering the little black box he had been hiding for the last two months.

Hearing some noise, he turned to find a crowd of college kids.

"I can't believe it. We hit the moron jackpot!" One of them said. "Everybody who needs a beating is all her on one lawn!"