Choni one shots

179: The One Where Cheryl Meets Family

TONI POV:

I walk into the house. "Grandpa! I'm home!" I yell. I look at Cheryl. "He might be in back yard smoking or something ." I whisper before going into living room. "The house is kinda a mess, it's hard to keep this place in order sometimes." I say before we sit down. My grandpa walks into the living room. "Who's this?" He ask smiling. I stand up. "This is my girlfriend, Cheryl." He looks at me. "Blossom?" I nod. "Wow." He says before sitting down. We talk for a while. It's actually going well. "You know, knew Toni was ahh... homosexual when she painted her hair." Cheryl looks at me confused. "English isn't his first language." I explain. She nods. "Cheryl, you're family is ah... not the best." Grandpa says quietly. "Yeah, I can't really apologize for their behavior because I wasn't involved with it, but what happened isn't me, it's my horrible family. If any of that makes sense." He nods. I look at Cheryl. "How long have you two date for?" He ask quietly. "Ah...! A few months." I say awkwardly. "You're now telling me?" He ask quietly. "W-well I didn't know how you would take me dating a Blossom." I whisper. He nods. "I'm not happy! But Cheryl here seams like a decent person." I smile. I look at Cheryl.

I look at Cheryl. "What's wrong?" She ask quietly. "You really don't care about my family life?" She shakes her head. "At least you have someone who cares about you who's still alive."
I look at her. "What about me?" She smiles. "I mean someone who's family. Like Jason." She walks closer to me. I take her hands and play with them. "What happened to your parents?" She ask quietly. "My parents were young when they had me, so I've been staying with my grandpa for the past 17 years. I had the choice to live move back in with my dad a few years ago but I don't feel like moving to Maine." She nods. "I see him all the time though." I smile. "What about your mom?" Cheryl ask quietly. "I've never really talked to her. And before you hunt her down and yell at her or something! I don't want to know her. It's too much." She nods. "Of course." She pulls me into a kiss. "You're grandpa saying you painted your hair was funny." She whispers. I smile. "He's pretty fluent, but there's still some words he can't rap his head around." I explain. "He seems to like you." I whisper.