"I don't care what she did! If you don't like...leave my daughter alone, I'll kick your ass!" Beavis shouted at the poor, elderly-lady that was the principal of his daughter's school. The poor woman coward in fear behind her desk as Beavis had yet again overreacted to another meeting with Deidra, Jaycee and himself that was intended to discuss his daughter's bad behavior. Since Beavis had practically been bullied by the staff of his old school, his Papa Bear tendencies would not allow him to stand for his precious and only daughter receiving a similar treatment, even if she was in the wrong. Beavis had been known to overreact to the school punishing his daughter for her bad behavior so much, that he had received the nickname, 'The Blond Monster' from the school staff.

Deidra covered her face with her hand, shaking her head slowly as she knew there was nothing she could do. She knew what Jaycee had done was bad and that she would surely need to be punished for it. In Jaycee's 5 years of life, Deidra and Beavis had been called into their daughter's school many, many times and now, here they were, yet again, because Jaycee had gotten into a fist-fight with a girl after she had dipped her pigtails in paint in art class that day. Beavis growled at the principal in a dog-like manner as the elderly lady shrunk down even further.

"Y-Yes Mr. Beavis...I-It won't happen again..." She stuttered.

"Good!" Beavis spat before turning to his daughter.

"Are you okay, my little nacho?" He questioned his daughter, in a genuinely-concerned tone. He acted almost as if his daughter had been beaten badly by the staff and that he was just now finding out about it. Deidra and Jaycee were the only family he had that actually showed him love and he was so overprotective of them that he practically spoiled his daughter. Jaycee smirked at her principal before looking up at her father and putting on her most innocent, adorable face.

"Yes Daddy." She said sweetly, her hazel eyes lighting up. Deidra did not know who to be more upset with: Beavis or Jaycee. Sighing, she followed Beavis and Jaycee to the car, resting her head on the steering-wheel as she took a deep breath, not even knowing where to start. After making sure his daughter was tightly strapped into her car seat, Beavis climbed into the passenger's seat with his infamous, sweet smile, completely oblivious that anything was wrong as usual. The blond could never drive without hitting something so Deidra did a majority of the driving.

Opening the front-door, Deidra gave Jaycee a firm look.

"Go to your room, Jaycee." She told the little girl.

"I'll be up there to talk to you in a few minutes." Jaycee recognized that look. It meant she was in trouble. Giving Beavis a sad look, she went upstairs to her bedroom to watch 'Beauty and the Beast'. Deidra looked at Beavis, her look softening.

"Beavis, I wanna talk to you." She said, leading him over to their couch. Unlike the old couch he shared with Butthead for so many years, this couch was soft, black and comfortable. Beavis frowned at how upset Deidra seemed. He did not want his wife or his daughter to be upset, especially with him. He somberly walked over to her, looking almost like a kicked-puppy as he took a seat on the couch, next to her.

"W-What's wrong? Heh-heh..." He squeaked.

"I know you love Jaycee and I…" She began, knowing how fragile her husband was.

"But I wish you were firm with her when it comes to her bad behavior." Placing a hand on her husband's knee she continued softly.

"You do know she deserves to be punished, don't you?" She asked.

"I-I..." Beavis began to stammer before hanging is head in defeat.

"I can't..." He sighed. Sure, he could be mean to strangers with ease but when it came to his family, even his best friend, Butthead, he had always gone soft on them, even if they were pushing him around.

"Besides...How do we know the school was like...even tellin' the truth? Heh-heh..." Beavis voiced his concerns. He was never one to trust school staff. He had never been given much of a reason to after all.

McVicker and Buzzcut had attempted to get Butthead and him expelled by framing them for stuff they did not do on numerous occasions. McVicker had even attempted to kill Beavis by pushing him down the stairs once. He told everyone that the blond had tripped, though he still earned suspicious looks from Butthead. Deidra leaned over and kissed his head.

"You can." Deidra softly reassured.

"Sweetie, you don't want Jaycee turning into a spoiled-brat like the girls at our old school do you?" When he shook his head, she continued.

"Ok well, what you'll be doing is teaching her right from wrong, teach her how to be the person we always dreamed her to be: a sweet, beautiful, smart girl." She finished her explanation.

"O-Okay..." Beavis stuttered. He still did not want to punish his daughter. He had sworn to protect her after all. Maybe he could just talk to her and everything would be okay? Beavis grinned at his idea, thinking he would be parent of the year.

"What if I like...talk to her and stuff? Heh-heh..." He suggested.

"I think we should talk to her together, come up with a punishment together and stick with it." Deidra insisted.

"O-Okay..." Beavis frowned, upon realizing that he would not be able to avoid punishing his daughter as he followed his wife upstairs.

"Hey..." Deidra gently placed a hand on his shoulder while they were ascending the stairs, causing him to look at her from over his shoulder.

"I promise you the school is not and will not do to Jaycee what they did to you..." She gave him a soft, reassuring smile. Beavis gave a saddened smile in return before entering Jaycee's bedroom.

"H-Hey, Nacho. How's it goin'? Heh-heh..." He addressed her by his nickname for her.

"How was your day? Heh-heh..." He questioned. He at least wanted to find out why she had gotten into a fist-fight and dipped that little girl's hair in paint. For all he and Deidra knew, she could have been getting bullied and could have just been trying to defend herself. Beavis at least wanted to hear her side of the story before deciding to punish her.

"Fine." Jaycee answered, smiling up at her parents as if she had done nothing wrong.

"I dipped Ally's hair in paint and beat her in a fight today." She said it like she was proud of it.

"Why did you do that, Jay'?" Deidra questioned as she folded her arms over her chest.

"All the kids are picking on Ally because she has big glasses and big teeth like a rabbit. It's fun to pick on her. Mm-heh-heh." Jaycee giggled just thinking about the little girl.

"Jaycee, that's not cool...Heh-heh..." Beavis explained softly. He still could not bring himself to be stern with her even though he was picked on by the girls at his school for merely being a male on numerous occasions.

"It was funny, Daddy! Mm-heh heh! Seeing her fall like that! Heh heh! She sounded like a duck!" Jaycee exclaimed.

"Jaycee Lynn Beavis!" Deidra cried, feeling a mixture of shock and anger.

"You know better than to treat people like that! I'm sorry but You may not watch tv for a week!" She reached over and turned the tv off, prepared to unplug it as well.

"Deidra, wait..." Beavis began. He felt that taking her T.V. from her was definitely too harsh of a punishment since he could barely function without it himself.

"What if we like...just told her why it's not okay? Heh-heh!" Beavis suggested. If they were to punish her without explanation, then she would never understand.

"Jaycee, how would you like it if another kid did that to you just because like...you were a girl or they didn't like your laugh or somethin'? Heh-heh!" Beavis shared a few of his own experiences with his daughter, in an attempt to reason with her. Maybe she would understand if she saw things from Ally's point of view. Jaycee frowned, thinking about her father's words as well a five year old could. Finally, she looked up at her parents.

"I wouldn't like it." She admitted sadly before hugging her parents' legs.

"I'm sorry." She apologized. Deidra smiled at Jaycee before flashing Beavis a smile. She was proud of him.

"It's ok, sweetie." Deidra told Jaycee softly as she bent down to look the little girl in the eyes.

"Apologize to Ally tomorrow and be nice. Remember the golden rule: 'Treat Others The Way You Want To Be Treated', understand?" She advised. Jaycee nodded with a smile as Deidra kissed the top of her head.

"Ok, good." She said before putting an arm around Beavis' shoulder and leading him out of the room. Once they were out of earshot, Deidra smiled at Beavis, wrapping her arms around his neck and kissing him. Beavis happily kissed his wife back, caressing her cheeks gently. Though, he was often mocked by Butthead for it, being the nicer one out of the duo did pay off at times.

"You were so smart back there, you did well." Deidra smiled at him after breaking the kiss.

"Thanks! Heh-heh!" Beavis thanked with a sweet smile. He was not called 'smart' very often. Maybe by Butthead once or twice but Butthead called him a 'dumbass' more than he called him 'smart'. Kissing him again, Deidra gently took the cross necklace around his neck into her hands, looking down at it.

"Do you ever wonder what James would be like?" she asked somberly. Beavis frowned instantly at the mention of his deceased son. It had been over five years since the incident had occurred but the memories were still just as painful and traumatic for the blond.

"I do..." He sighed sadly, not even bothering to follow his sentence up with a chuckle. Unknown to them, James was watching over his entire family. The Lord had assigned him to be Jaycee's Guardian Angel but he still liked to check up on his parents from time to time as well. He loved how sweet and innocent his father tried to be, despite the fact that he had lost his innocence to a counselor, named Rick years ago.

His father really was strong for being able to keep such a cheerful demeanor during unpleasant events and his mother? He enjoyed how kind she was to his father when not even his own best friend was kind to him. He also enjoyed her mental strength as well. He frowned upon remembering how much of a trouble-maker Jaycee had been lately. His twin sister would no doubt get herself into some serious danger if she were to continue down that path.

He figured he may need to make himself known to her one day if things got drastic enough. Deidra leaned in to kiss Beavis' cheek before resting her head on his shoulder, still thinking of James as she did so. She thought back to the night when he and Jaycee were born, how scared she and Beavis both were. She squeezed her eyes shut at the memory of how broken Beavis looked when James opened his tiny eyes and touched his father's cheek before breathing his last. It just was not fair! He deserved to live a long, happy life too.

"Beavis? D-Do you think James' death is my fault?" She asked softly, slowly opening her eyes to look up at her husband.

"W-What?!" Beavis widened his eyes slightly at the question.

"No! Of course not...Don't think stuff like that..." Beavis reassured as he caressed her cheek gently.

"Besides...we both know it was my fault..." The blond averted his tearful gaze to the floor. Though he could not think of a genuine reason for why James' death would be his fault, years of mental and physical abuse from his peers had caused him to blame himself for everything that went wrong in his life.

"It wasn't your fault either." Deidra tried to reassure him.

"I just wonder if there was something I could have done to prevent it." Tears filled her eyes which she tried her hardest to keep Beavis from seeing.

"I don't think there was anything we coulda done..." Beavis realized with a sad sigh as he pulled his wife into a gentle hug.