MUMUS: Valentine's Day: Chad & Taylor
For a couple hours today I actually doubted that this story would get finished and posted on February 14th, but some how I did it and in only 90 minutes. This is a sequel to yesterday's Troypay Valentine's Day story.
Requested By: troypazash @ ff.net
Couple: Chad & Taylor
Rating: T
Setting/Event: Troy and Sharpay go away for a nice, romantic weekend and Chad and Taylor volunteer to watch their kids. Chad and Taylor think they've got the kids in bed and try to have some alone time in the hot tub (or guest bedroom) when the kids interrupt them. Again, Chad is the frustrated one but Taylor is concerned for the kids
Since they were both only children, Troy was the closest thing to a brother that Chad had; so when he had seen how desperate Troy was to find somebody to take care of the kids for the weekend, Chad couldn’t say no. That was his first mistake.
His second mistake was thinking he could work in the morning, pick Tristan up after am kindergarten; take both boys home, feed them lunch and put Shawn down for a nap before having to pick Reagan up after school; then entertain them until Taylor got to the house after work with pizza.
This wasn’t the first he’d watched the kids, but the other times they had either been sleeping or it had only been a few hours in the evening. He felt like a yo-yo keeping an eye on the ever-mischievous Shawn while breaking up Reagan and Tristan’s fights over the Wii and who’s turn it was.
The second Taylor came into the house, she captured the kids attention, both because she was somebody new and because she had pizza; Chad was ready to kiss the ground she walked on.
“Who are you?” His ever-curious niece asked. “Are you Uncle Chad’s girlfriend?”
“Yes, she is,” Chad replied, ruffling Reagan’s hair, which earned him a Sharpay-style glare. “Reagan, Tristan and Shawn, I’d like you to meet Taylor. She’s going to hang out with us this weekend.”
“Hey,” Taylor smiled. “Who’s ready for pizza?”
“ME!” The boys shouted and ran towards the kitchen.
“I’ll help Shawn get in his seat,” Reagan said, turning and heading towards the kitchen.
“She is a mini-Sharpay,” Taylor muttered as she and Chad followed the kids to the kitchen.
“You have no idea,” Chad laughed.
He got cups and filled them with milk as Taylor put piece on plates for the kids. Once the kids were eating, Chad and Taylor got their own food.
“Before we eat, let me give you a proper hello,” Chad said before leaning in to give Taylor a kiss, only to have it interrupted by the peanut gallery.
“Ewww,” Tristan started and Shawn joined in.
Chad laughed before turning his attentions to his nephews. “Eww? You think kissing is eww?” He asked, carrying his plate into the dinning room and sitting next to Tristan.
“Girls are eww,” Tristan retorted.
“Mommy’s a girl and you love her,” Reagan stated matter-of-factly.
“Mommy’s a mommy,” Tristan replied.
“Well boys are bad except for dad,” Reagan sassed.
“And Uncle Chad,” Chad added, making Reagan giggle.
The rest of the dinner conversation was lively as Reagan and Tristan entertained Taylor with tales of school and friends. Then Reagan helped Taylor put dinner away while Chad took Tristan and Shawn upstairs to take a bath.
It was a few minutes past eight when Chad left the boys’ room and heard Taylor and Reagan talking in her room.
“You’re pretty,” Reagan’s voice came into the hall.
“Thank you,” Taylor smiled. “You’re pretty too.”
“Are you going to marry Uncle Chad?” Reagan asked. “Mommy says we’re training him really well for when he gets married and has kids.”
“I don’t know if I’m going to marry your uncle,” Taylor replied.
“Do you want to?” Reagan asked. “Cause if you do, I can talk Uncle Chad into anything. One time, he took me to the fair and I begged him and begged him to get me a big teddy bear and he played one of the games like a million times until he won me Mr. Snuggles.”
Taking Taylor’s silence as her unsure of how to answer, Chad knocked on the bedroom door then poked his head in. “Ah, here you two are,” he said, coming into the bedroom. “What are you two talking about?”
“Girl stuff,” Taylor replied, winking at Reagan.
“Ah, well, sorry to interrupt,” Chad said, sitting down on the edge of Reagan’s bed. “But somebody needs to go to bed.”
“I don’t have to,” Reagan stated, looking at Taylor. “I’m not tired.”
“Uh huh, none of that,” Chad said sternly. “Do you have a book you want me to read to you?”
“I want Aunt Taylor to read to me,” Reagan replied. “Will you?” She looked at Taylor with Troy’s piercing blue eyes.
“Sure,” Taylor nodded.
“Alright, then I’ll go check on the boys and lock up the house,” Chad said standing up. Before leaving, he looked at Reagan and said, “Why don’t you read a short book tonight, your dad would be disappointed if he missed any of your chapter book.”
Leaving the room, Chad walked across the hall and peered into the boys’ room, finding both boys snoring softly. He closed the door softly then headed down stairs to lock up the house. He was picking up toys in the living room when Taylor came down stairs.
“They’re precious, Chad,” she said. “Especially Reagan. She looks like Sharpay, but has Troy’s eyes and temperament.”
“She has Sharpay’s bossiness and need to know everyone’s business,” Chad added with a smile. “But she’s a keeper.”
“I know you heard what we were talking about,” Taylor said as her brown eyes met hers.
“Well maybe Reagan can help me convince you to accept my proposals,” Chad said with a soft smile. “But I understand where you’re coming from and I agree. We dated in high school, but we’ve only be back together for a few months and we can’t rush into anything.”
“Thank you for being so understanding,” Taylor replied, pressing her lips against his.
“So what should we do now that the kids are in bed?” Chad asked after they parted.
“Well you promised me a hot tub,” Taylor stated. “And that sounds fantastic.”
“Well then, let’s go hot tubing,” Chad grinned. He led her upstairs and was digging through his suitcase to his swim trunks out when there was a knock on the door.
“Uncle Chad?” He heard Reagan call from the other side.
He waited until Taylor was in the bathroom before he opened the door, only to blink twice when he found Reagan, Tristan and Shawn standing on the other side.
“We can’t sleep,” Reagan told him. “We miss mommy and daddy.”
“They’ll be back in a couple days,” Chad assured her. “Come on, let’s go back to your rooms, I’ll -”
“Can’t we sleep in there with you and Aunt Taylor?” Reagan asked, turning on her puppy dog face. “Mommy always lets us sleep in there with her when daddy’s gone.”
“Of course you guys can,” Taylor answered from behind him.
Shocked, Chad turned and found Taylor dressed in a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt.
“It’ll be like a sleepover,” Reagan said cheerfully as she ran into the room with her brothers following.
“What about the hot tub?” Chad hissed to Taylor.
“We can go tomorrow night,” Taylor smiled. “They miss their parents, Chad.”
With that Taylor climbed onto the king sized bed and laid down with Reagan on one side and Tristan on her other.
Chad shook his head and, after changing into a pair of pajama bottoms, he climbed into bed and couldn’t help but smile when Shawn snuggled up beside him.
“It’s just one night,” he told himself.
That was his third mistake.
He woke up several times during the night with feet and arms in his face and one time with Shawn laying on top of him completely. Around four in the morning, Chad grabbed his pillow and moved to the floor, only to have Taylor join him there a few minutes later.
“Tomorrow they sleep in there own beds,” she muttered before laying her head on his arm.
Morning came three hours later when the kids woke them up chanting that they were hungry and the day only got worse from there. There was whining because they ran out of cereal; crying over who got to watch what on the TV; fighting over who got to play on the computer and the Wii; fighting over who got to put sprinkles on the cookies Taylor made and when Shawn refused to take a nap, Chad was ready to take it for him.
The day got a little better when Taylor took Reagan with her to check on her dog and pick up dinner, leaving Chad with the boys.
As soon as the girls got back, they ate dinner and started the bed time routine with the plan that all three kids would sleep in their own beds. But once again, Chad and Taylor found themselves sharing a bed with three little monkeys. This time, though, they waited until all three kids were passed out before they moved to the floor and slept there.
Valentine’s Day came bright and early with the kids thrilled with the fact that their parents were coming home. Feeling creative, Taylor challenged all of their energy into making Valentine’s gifts for their parents while Chad manned the dirty fingers crew.
When Troy and Sharpay were an hour away from home, Taylor said her goodbyes to the kids and headed home to check on her dog and pick up her and Chad’s dinner. Chad used that final hour to get the kids to help him clean up their toys and turned on a movie for them to watch while they waited.
Reagan was the first to hear the garage door open and let out a squeal when she did. She jumped off the couch with her brothers and Chad following and leapt into Troy’s arms when he came into the house.
“Hey princess,” Troy greeted before setting her back on the ground. He gave the boys hugs and kisses before being pushed aside as the kids told Sharpay all about their weekend. He made his way over to Chad and slapped his friend on the back. “Thanks man, I owe you.”
“You have no idea,” Chad muttered, shaking his head.
He said goodbye to Troy, Sharpay and the kids then headed to his apartment where Taylor was waiting. His original plan was to make Taylor dinner for Valentine’s Day, but neither of them had the energy to cook so they had agreed on takeout from the Chinese food restaurant that had played host to their first date.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he greeted Taylor with a kiss.
“Happy Valentine’s Day to you,” she smiled.
They sat down at his small dining room table and didn’t talk as they ate since their ears were still ringing from the nosiness of the kids.
When Taylor cracked open her fortune cookie, she shook her head and tossed the fortune at Chad. “Very funny,” she said.
Picking it up, Chad smiled when he saw ‘Answer yes to the next question asked’ written on the slip of paper. “I swear I had nothing to do with that,” he replied. “But I guess I should give it a try, Taylor McKessie, will you marry me?”
She said nothing as she stood up and cleared her dishes. He smiled and followed her lead. One day, he knew she’s say yes.
After putting their leftover Chinese food in the fridge, Taylor excused herself to the bathroom to put on the sexy nighty she had gotten for their Valentine’s celebration, ignoring the weariness she was feeling. Stepping out of the bathroom, she posed, waiting for Chad, who was laying on the bed, to make a comment. Hearing nothing, she walked over to him and smiled when she saw him passed out.
Since their Valentine’s celebration would have to wait, she changed out of the sexy nighty and into one of his t-shirts. Then, after hiding the nighty in her bag, she climbed into bed next to him and wrapped her arms around him.
She watched him sleep for several minutes as the events of the last two days ran through her head. She had seen every side of him in the moments they had shared together over the years, but the last few days had really cemented the fact that he was no longer the teenage boy she once knew, he was a mature man who loved with his whole heart. A heart that belonged to her and only her.
“Yes,” she whispered before closing her eyes and falling asleep.
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Requested By: troypazash @ ff.net
Couple: Chad & Taylor
Rating: T
Setting/Event: Troy and Sharpay go away for a nice, romantic weekend and Chad and Taylor volunteer to watch their kids. Chad and Taylor think they've got the kids in bed and try to have some alone time in the hot tub (or guest bedroom) when the kids interrupt them. Again, Chad is the frustrated one but Taylor is concerned for the kids
Since they were both only children, Troy was the closest thing to a brother that Chad had; so when he had seen how desperate Troy was to find somebody to take care of the kids for the weekend, Chad couldn’t say no. That was his first mistake.
His second mistake was thinking he could work in the morning, pick Tristan up after am kindergarten; take both boys home, feed them lunch and put Shawn down for a nap before having to pick Reagan up after school; then entertain them until Taylor got to the house after work with pizza.
This wasn’t the first he’d watched the kids, but the other times they had either been sleeping or it had only been a few hours in the evening. He felt like a yo-yo keeping an eye on the ever-mischievous Shawn while breaking up Reagan and Tristan’s fights over the Wii and who’s turn it was.
The second Taylor came into the house, she captured the kids attention, both because she was somebody new and because she had pizza; Chad was ready to kiss the ground she walked on.
“Who are you?” His ever-curious niece asked. “Are you Uncle Chad’s girlfriend?”
“Yes, she is,” Chad replied, ruffling Reagan’s hair, which earned him a Sharpay-style glare. “Reagan, Tristan and Shawn, I’d like you to meet Taylor. She’s going to hang out with us this weekend.”
“Hey,” Taylor smiled. “Who’s ready for pizza?”
“ME!” The boys shouted and ran towards the kitchen.
“I’ll help Shawn get in his seat,” Reagan said, turning and heading towards the kitchen.
“She is a mini-Sharpay,” Taylor muttered as she and Chad followed the kids to the kitchen.
“You have no idea,” Chad laughed.
He got cups and filled them with milk as Taylor put piece on plates for the kids. Once the kids were eating, Chad and Taylor got their own food.
“Before we eat, let me give you a proper hello,” Chad said before leaning in to give Taylor a kiss, only to have it interrupted by the peanut gallery.
“Ewww,” Tristan started and Shawn joined in.
Chad laughed before turning his attentions to his nephews. “Eww? You think kissing is eww?” He asked, carrying his plate into the dinning room and sitting next to Tristan.
“Girls are eww,” Tristan retorted.
“Mommy’s a girl and you love her,” Reagan stated matter-of-factly.
“Mommy’s a mommy,” Tristan replied.
“Well boys are bad except for dad,” Reagan sassed.
“And Uncle Chad,” Chad added, making Reagan giggle.
The rest of the dinner conversation was lively as Reagan and Tristan entertained Taylor with tales of school and friends. Then Reagan helped Taylor put dinner away while Chad took Tristan and Shawn upstairs to take a bath.
It was a few minutes past eight when Chad left the boys’ room and heard Taylor and Reagan talking in her room.
“You’re pretty,” Reagan’s voice came into the hall.
“Thank you,” Taylor smiled. “You’re pretty too.”
“Are you going to marry Uncle Chad?” Reagan asked. “Mommy says we’re training him really well for when he gets married and has kids.”
“I don’t know if I’m going to marry your uncle,” Taylor replied.
“Do you want to?” Reagan asked. “Cause if you do, I can talk Uncle Chad into anything. One time, he took me to the fair and I begged him and begged him to get me a big teddy bear and he played one of the games like a million times until he won me Mr. Snuggles.”
Taking Taylor’s silence as her unsure of how to answer, Chad knocked on the bedroom door then poked his head in. “Ah, here you two are,” he said, coming into the bedroom. “What are you two talking about?”
“Girl stuff,” Taylor replied, winking at Reagan.
“Ah, well, sorry to interrupt,” Chad said, sitting down on the edge of Reagan’s bed. “But somebody needs to go to bed.”
“I don’t have to,” Reagan stated, looking at Taylor. “I’m not tired.”
“Uh huh, none of that,” Chad said sternly. “Do you have a book you want me to read to you?”
“I want Aunt Taylor to read to me,” Reagan replied. “Will you?” She looked at Taylor with Troy’s piercing blue eyes.
“Sure,” Taylor nodded.
“Alright, then I’ll go check on the boys and lock up the house,” Chad said standing up. Before leaving, he looked at Reagan and said, “Why don’t you read a short book tonight, your dad would be disappointed if he missed any of your chapter book.”
Leaving the room, Chad walked across the hall and peered into the boys’ room, finding both boys snoring softly. He closed the door softly then headed down stairs to lock up the house. He was picking up toys in the living room when Taylor came down stairs.
“They’re precious, Chad,” she said. “Especially Reagan. She looks like Sharpay, but has Troy’s eyes and temperament.”
“She has Sharpay’s bossiness and need to know everyone’s business,” Chad added with a smile. “But she’s a keeper.”
“I know you heard what we were talking about,” Taylor said as her brown eyes met hers.
“Well maybe Reagan can help me convince you to accept my proposals,” Chad said with a soft smile. “But I understand where you’re coming from and I agree. We dated in high school, but we’ve only be back together for a few months and we can’t rush into anything.”
“Thank you for being so understanding,” Taylor replied, pressing her lips against his.
“So what should we do now that the kids are in bed?” Chad asked after they parted.
“Well you promised me a hot tub,” Taylor stated. “And that sounds fantastic.”
“Well then, let’s go hot tubing,” Chad grinned. He led her upstairs and was digging through his suitcase to his swim trunks out when there was a knock on the door.
“Uncle Chad?” He heard Reagan call from the other side.
He waited until Taylor was in the bathroom before he opened the door, only to blink twice when he found Reagan, Tristan and Shawn standing on the other side.
“We can’t sleep,” Reagan told him. “We miss mommy and daddy.”
“They’ll be back in a couple days,” Chad assured her. “Come on, let’s go back to your rooms, I’ll -”
“Can’t we sleep in there with you and Aunt Taylor?” Reagan asked, turning on her puppy dog face. “Mommy always lets us sleep in there with her when daddy’s gone.”
“Of course you guys can,” Taylor answered from behind him.
Shocked, Chad turned and found Taylor dressed in a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt.
“It’ll be like a sleepover,” Reagan said cheerfully as she ran into the room with her brothers following.
“What about the hot tub?” Chad hissed to Taylor.
“We can go tomorrow night,” Taylor smiled. “They miss their parents, Chad.”
With that Taylor climbed onto the king sized bed and laid down with Reagan on one side and Tristan on her other.
Chad shook his head and, after changing into a pair of pajama bottoms, he climbed into bed and couldn’t help but smile when Shawn snuggled up beside him.
“It’s just one night,” he told himself.
That was his third mistake.
He woke up several times during the night with feet and arms in his face and one time with Shawn laying on top of him completely. Around four in the morning, Chad grabbed his pillow and moved to the floor, only to have Taylor join him there a few minutes later.
“Tomorrow they sleep in there own beds,” she muttered before laying her head on his arm.
Morning came three hours later when the kids woke them up chanting that they were hungry and the day only got worse from there. There was whining because they ran out of cereal; crying over who got to watch what on the TV; fighting over who got to play on the computer and the Wii; fighting over who got to put sprinkles on the cookies Taylor made and when Shawn refused to take a nap, Chad was ready to take it for him.
The day got a little better when Taylor took Reagan with her to check on her dog and pick up dinner, leaving Chad with the boys.
As soon as the girls got back, they ate dinner and started the bed time routine with the plan that all three kids would sleep in their own beds. But once again, Chad and Taylor found themselves sharing a bed with three little monkeys. This time, though, they waited until all three kids were passed out before they moved to the floor and slept there.
Valentine’s Day came bright and early with the kids thrilled with the fact that their parents were coming home. Feeling creative, Taylor challenged all of their energy into making Valentine’s gifts for their parents while Chad manned the dirty fingers crew.
When Troy and Sharpay were an hour away from home, Taylor said her goodbyes to the kids and headed home to check on her dog and pick up her and Chad’s dinner. Chad used that final hour to get the kids to help him clean up their toys and turned on a movie for them to watch while they waited.
Reagan was the first to hear the garage door open and let out a squeal when she did. She jumped off the couch with her brothers and Chad following and leapt into Troy’s arms when he came into the house.
“Hey princess,” Troy greeted before setting her back on the ground. He gave the boys hugs and kisses before being pushed aside as the kids told Sharpay all about their weekend. He made his way over to Chad and slapped his friend on the back. “Thanks man, I owe you.”
“You have no idea,” Chad muttered, shaking his head.
He said goodbye to Troy, Sharpay and the kids then headed to his apartment where Taylor was waiting. His original plan was to make Taylor dinner for Valentine’s Day, but neither of them had the energy to cook so they had agreed on takeout from the Chinese food restaurant that had played host to their first date.
“Happy Valentine’s Day,” he greeted Taylor with a kiss.
“Happy Valentine’s Day to you,” she smiled.
They sat down at his small dining room table and didn’t talk as they ate since their ears were still ringing from the nosiness of the kids.
When Taylor cracked open her fortune cookie, she shook her head and tossed the fortune at Chad. “Very funny,” she said.
Picking it up, Chad smiled when he saw ‘Answer yes to the next question asked’ written on the slip of paper. “I swear I had nothing to do with that,” he replied. “But I guess I should give it a try, Taylor McKessie, will you marry me?”
She said nothing as she stood up and cleared her dishes. He smiled and followed her lead. One day, he knew she’s say yes.
After putting their leftover Chinese food in the fridge, Taylor excused herself to the bathroom to put on the sexy nighty she had gotten for their Valentine’s celebration, ignoring the weariness she was feeling. Stepping out of the bathroom, she posed, waiting for Chad, who was laying on the bed, to make a comment. Hearing nothing, she walked over to him and smiled when she saw him passed out.
Since their Valentine’s celebration would have to wait, she changed out of the sexy nighty and into one of his t-shirts. Then, after hiding the nighty in her bag, she climbed into bed next to him and wrapped her arms around him.
She watched him sleep for several minutes as the events of the last two days ran through her head. She had seen every side of him in the moments they had shared together over the years, but the last few days had really cemented the fact that he was no longer the teenage boy she once knew, he was a mature man who loved with his whole heart. A heart that belonged to her and only her.
“Yes,” she whispered before closing her eyes and falling asleep.
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