haha, I wish my dream was as good as your imagination! I can't write especially since the dream was actually kinda scary and I'd want funny! But I'll tell you how it started. And then if you ever get inspired, you can write your hilarious version instead.
"Just wait, it'll probably rub off on Spencer..."
Jon was only joking when he said that, but two days later he realized he shouldn't have taunted fate when he woke up with an armful of four year old Spencer. Drooling, sweating, thumb-sucking, four year old Spencer. Jon snuggled the chubby little body closer and kissed the top of his head thinking something this adorable couldn't be nearly as much trouble as six year old Brendon had been. And then Spencer woke up.
Jon could tell from the wide-eyes and the way the thumb popped out of his mouth that Spencer was scared so he sat up, still holding the warm little body, soothing words on his tongue. And suddenly he had a lap and two handfuls of crying, thrashing Spencer who was screaming "RYYYYANNNNN!!!" directly into his ear.
"What's going on?" Ryan yanked back the curtain to Jon's bunk, instinct tugging at his memories. "Oh. I should have known." Before he'd even finished the thought, Jon thrust the squirming mass into his arms. Spencer clung to Ryan who flopped down on Jon's mattress under the extra weight.
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"Just wait, it'll probably rub off on Spencer..."
Jon was only joking when he said that, but two days later he realized he shouldn't have taunted fate when he woke up with an armful of four year old Spencer. Drooling, sweating, thumb-sucking, four year old Spencer. Jon snuggled the chubby little body closer and kissed the top of his head thinking something this adorable couldn't be nearly as much trouble as six year old Brendon had been. And then Spencer woke up.
Jon could tell from the wide-eyes and the way the thumb popped out of his mouth that Spencer was scared so he sat up, still holding the warm little body, soothing words on his tongue. And suddenly he had a lap and two handfuls of crying, thrashing Spencer who was screaming "RYYYYANNNNN!!!" directly into his ear.
"What's going on?" Ryan yanked back the curtain to Jon's bunk, instinct tugging at his memories. "Oh. I should have known." Before he'd even finished the thought, Jon thrust the squirming mass into his arms. Spencer clung to Ryan who flopped down on Jon's mattress under the extra weight.