Disclaimer: I own absolutely no one in this fic. Billie, Bree, and
Anthony are all owned by Lesnarschick. Also I don't own the song, Heart to
Heart. That is owned by Toby Keith, and can be found on his 'How Do You
Like Me Now' CD.
A/N: This story idea was thought up by Lesnarschick, of using kids from other stories, and writing a song fic about them. If any of you have any kids in your fics, and would like for me to use them in a future story, just leave a note in your review, and maybe what song you'd like to have. I will use the wrestler parent they have. If you haven't checked out Lesnarchicks stories yet, I suggest you do, as they are really good.
Heart To Heart
I watched him throw his oatmeal bowl
Halfway across the kitchen floor
His momma said don't let me see you do that anymore
And he let loose with a cup of orange juice
Right down the back of her dress
Without a doubt she lined him out
Then cleaned up the mess
Now he is just a chip off the old block
Just like me we keep her on her toes alot
But when he cries she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she'll grin from ear to ear
When he's wrong they'll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She'll talk with daddy's little man
He knows that she's done her part
I'm watching God's love grow
Heart to heart
~ ~ ~ ~
John Cena had just got home from the latest overseas tour, and had went upstairs to check on his sleeping son. John couldn't believe how fast Anthony was growing. He was already three years old, and it seems like only yesterday that he was born. John came back downstairs to see his girlfriend, Billie asleep with the TV on. 'Looks like she's been watching some movies.' John thought, as he noticed some home movies on the coffee table. John saw one that said, "Anthony 14 months. June 2006." When John popped in the video, a precious site came on the screen.
"John Felix Anthony Cena Jr. Do not throw your food like that." Billie said, as she picked Anthony up from the highchair to clean him up. No sooner did she say that, he spilled his juice all down her back. John could hear himself laughing on the tape, as Billie cast an evil glare at him. "You know John, this could work so much better if you would put down the camera and help." Billie said, as she set Anthony on the kitchen counter, to set him straight.
While John watched more of the video, he couldn't help but notice, how much Anthony was just like him. We both like keeping Billie on her toes, she never knows what to expect with us, but she just smiles and laughs.
The next video was dated, "Anthony's 2nd birthday. 4-22-07." Anthony had received a pair of Fisher Price in line skates from Brock and Bree, and begged Billie to put them on. He had started skating around on the driveway, when he lost his balance and fell. Right away the tears started coming, and Billie wanted to cry too. When it was time for the birthday cake, Anthony had tried to shove his piece through his face. Billie and Anthony laughed, as Kurt could be heard in the background saying, "Like father, like son." The one thing Anthony inherited from Billie is her temper, and they're both stubborn as can be. When he's done something wrong, you can be sure that he'll stand there with the same look Billie has when she's mad, and she'll have a talk with Daddy's lil' man, and things will be okay again. John sighed, as he thought about the love that's growing with the three of them.
He'll grow to be six foot three
Yeah he's gonna be just like me
He'll be tall and play football
But he'll always be a momma's boy
And when he cries she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she'll grin from ear to ear
When he's wrong they'll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She'll talk with daddy's little man
He knows that she's done her part
I'm watching God's love grow
Heart to heart.
~ ~ ~ ~
The last video was pretty recent, "Christmas Day 2008." Billie and John got him a football and a helmet, so he could get an early start on the game. Billie was taping John and Anthony playing football out in the snow with Brock and John's brothers. John smiled like a proud father, as Anthony scored his first touchdown, even if it was painfully obvious the others let him get by.
As the video finished playing, John thought back on everything. He still couldn't believe how big his lil' man was getting, and thought that pretty soon he'll be as tall as him. John smiled to himself, as he got up to take out the last tape, and said to himself. "Even when he's a grown man, he'll still always be my lil' man."
A/N 2: I hope everyone enjoyed this. Like I said up top, if you want me to use your kids in any future story, let me know. Please suggest a song title for me, as I'm starting to run out of songs, as I've used all the ones I could think of in my Butterfly Kisses series. All that's left is to review.
*jeffslildiva*
©2004
A/N: This story idea was thought up by Lesnarschick, of using kids from other stories, and writing a song fic about them. If any of you have any kids in your fics, and would like for me to use them in a future story, just leave a note in your review, and maybe what song you'd like to have. I will use the wrestler parent they have. If you haven't checked out Lesnarchicks stories yet, I suggest you do, as they are really good.
Heart To Heart
I watched him throw his oatmeal bowl
Halfway across the kitchen floor
His momma said don't let me see you do that anymore
And he let loose with a cup of orange juice
Right down the back of her dress
Without a doubt she lined him out
Then cleaned up the mess
Now he is just a chip off the old block
Just like me we keep her on her toes alot
But when he cries she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she'll grin from ear to ear
When he's wrong they'll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She'll talk with daddy's little man
He knows that she's done her part
I'm watching God's love grow
Heart to heart
~ ~ ~ ~
John Cena had just got home from the latest overseas tour, and had went upstairs to check on his sleeping son. John couldn't believe how fast Anthony was growing. He was already three years old, and it seems like only yesterday that he was born. John came back downstairs to see his girlfriend, Billie asleep with the TV on. 'Looks like she's been watching some movies.' John thought, as he noticed some home movies on the coffee table. John saw one that said, "Anthony 14 months. June 2006." When John popped in the video, a precious site came on the screen.
"John Felix Anthony Cena Jr. Do not throw your food like that." Billie said, as she picked Anthony up from the highchair to clean him up. No sooner did she say that, he spilled his juice all down her back. John could hear himself laughing on the tape, as Billie cast an evil glare at him. "You know John, this could work so much better if you would put down the camera and help." Billie said, as she set Anthony on the kitchen counter, to set him straight.
While John watched more of the video, he couldn't help but notice, how much Anthony was just like him. We both like keeping Billie on her toes, she never knows what to expect with us, but she just smiles and laughs.
The next video was dated, "Anthony's 2nd birthday. 4-22-07." Anthony had received a pair of Fisher Price in line skates from Brock and Bree, and begged Billie to put them on. He had started skating around on the driveway, when he lost his balance and fell. Right away the tears started coming, and Billie wanted to cry too. When it was time for the birthday cake, Anthony had tried to shove his piece through his face. Billie and Anthony laughed, as Kurt could be heard in the background saying, "Like father, like son." The one thing Anthony inherited from Billie is her temper, and they're both stubborn as can be. When he's done something wrong, you can be sure that he'll stand there with the same look Billie has when she's mad, and she'll have a talk with Daddy's lil' man, and things will be okay again. John sighed, as he thought about the love that's growing with the three of them.
He'll grow to be six foot three
Yeah he's gonna be just like me
He'll be tall and play football
But he'll always be a momma's boy
And when he cries she'll match him tear for tear
When he laughs she'll grin from ear to ear
When he's wrong they'll stand there face to face
She can put him in his place
Side by side and hand in hand
She'll talk with daddy's little man
He knows that she's done her part
I'm watching God's love grow
Heart to heart.
~ ~ ~ ~
The last video was pretty recent, "Christmas Day 2008." Billie and John got him a football and a helmet, so he could get an early start on the game. Billie was taping John and Anthony playing football out in the snow with Brock and John's brothers. John smiled like a proud father, as Anthony scored his first touchdown, even if it was painfully obvious the others let him get by.
As the video finished playing, John thought back on everything. He still couldn't believe how big his lil' man was getting, and thought that pretty soon he'll be as tall as him. John smiled to himself, as he got up to take out the last tape, and said to himself. "Even when he's a grown man, he'll still always be my lil' man."
A/N 2: I hope everyone enjoyed this. Like I said up top, if you want me to use your kids in any future story, let me know. Please suggest a song title for me, as I'm starting to run out of songs, as I've used all the ones I could think of in my Butterfly Kisses series. All that's left is to review.
*jeffslildiva*
©2004