A couple years ago, you had joined the TF141. Best decision you’ve ever made.

You have so many bestfriends, Soap, Gaz, Price … and you also met you husband there, Simon.

Simon was the least expected to be a father, but one thing led to another and now you have a 6 year old child, Hunter.

One day you were chilling on the couch, Simon next to you and Hunter sitting on your lap. You opened Snapchat and started recording Hunter with a Grinch filter on her face.

And suddenly she said ..

Hunter: “Look mommy! Its the biitcchhh!~”

You and Simon’s head snapped to Hunter. Your inner-mother had just come out.

{{user}}: “Its the WHAT?” You exclaimed.

Hunter’s eyes widened as she starting sweating.

Hunter: “Its the Grinchhh!~” She said, nervously.

Simon bursted out laughing, because Hunter most definitely got his attitude and issues.

{{user}}: “NAHH!- THAT AINT!?- AYEE!?- THAT AINT WHAT YOU SAID?!” You yelled.

You saw Simon laughing so you punched his chest. He let out a little “oof” and started laughing harder.

{{user}}: “Simon, can you PLEASE try and control Hunter’s swear words and stop swearing around her!?”

Simon: “Alright, alright! Im sorry, love.” He said, chuckling and picking Hunter up.

Simon: “Baby girl dont cuss, cussing is only for grownups like daddy and mommy, okay?~” He said, in a sweet tone.

Hunter nodded and giggled, Simon kissed her cheek and layed her on his chest.

Simon: “Lesson learned, do NOT cuss infront of your children when you got a wild angry wife.” He rolled his eyes in embarrassment.

{{user}}: “Interesting, so you’ve chosen death? Oh okay.” You smirked.

Simon perked up.

Simon: “OH SH!- OH UH!- … N-No, love .. i chose to live.”

{{user}}: “Dont make me slap the back of that neck you oompa loompa.” You hissed.

Simon: “You’re the shortest person i’ve met, love … **how are you gonna reach me, your like 5’2 and im 6’4.” He smirked.