WHEE! Part 3 and one more to go! XD

I like this one the best. :)

(Narrator's POV)

Five years later…

Richard Matthew, Roger and Mimi's son of four, had his father's emerald green eyes and his mother's messy brown hair which stuck up in spikes like a hedgehog.

His Yankee cap logo bounced in and out of his parents' sight as he favored wearing his cap on backwards.

"RICK!"

"CHAD!"

Mimi and Roger shouted at the same time.

"DON'T GO OFF TOO FAR!"

The little boy ignored his parents and skipped merrily to the swings.

Roger had tipped the boy to stay off earlier, and had made sure that Crissa had an outing with her friends so that he could have some alone time with Mimi.

He grabbed her hand and laced her fingers in his.

"We should really think of just one nickname for that boy," Mimi leaned closer to Roger with a smile.

"I like Rick," Roger said.

"And I like Chad like Chad Michael Murray," Mimi laughed.

"And who's he?" Roger thundered.

"Someone I should know about?"

Mimi laughed and kissed Roger shyly on the cheek. "He's an actor, and he's young. He's Crissa's crush."

"That girl will get it from me, I told her she can't have a boyfriend until she's 40," Roger grumbled.

"I met you when I was 19," Mimi argued in a nice way.

Roger paused, thinking of a comeback.

"But that was different."

"How different?" Mimi giggled.

"It… w-was just me and you," Roger stuttered.

"And that's different because?" Mimi batted her eyelashes.

Roger scratched his head.

"Why are your questions so hard?" he scolded. "It was just different with me and you. Because we…"

"Knew we were meant to be," Mimi finished for him.

"YEAH!" Roger gave a breath of relief.

"And you know…" he paused. "That was love. It's different from what kids these days…"

"I know," Mimi smiled.

He smiled back and started kissing her neck as they walked through the park.

"Roger… Mimi laughed. "Chad will…"

The Latina stopped talking and found herself giving in to him. They found each other's lips at last.

"EW," a tiny voice said.

Mimi laughed and pulled away from Roger.

"What did I tell you a while ago, Ricky?" Roger eyed his son while cocking his head at Mimi.

Mimi looked at the two boys.

"What have you two boys been plotting about?" she laughed.

"Daddy gave me five dollars a while ago to stay away from you two!" the boy pointed at his parents.

Roger slapped his face.

"Oh did he?" Mimi sneered at Roger playfully.

"Well he should know that since we have two kids now, we can't do that."

Roger pouted. And Ricky laughed while running around in circles.

"MATT, YOU'LL TRIP!" Roger and Mimi yelled in chorus.

They looked at each other.

"Matt!" they said at the same time.

"I was thinking of that since a while ago!" they said at the same time again.

They laughed.

"Matt it is," Mimi laughed.

"I like Matt!" Matt screamed, giggling adorably.

"Come here, baby and hold me," Mimi stretched her arm out to her son.

"You used to say that to me," Roger pouted, taking his son's other hand.

"You were mommy's baby, daddy?" Matt blinked up at his father.

The guitarist smiled at his son.

"You're our baby," he ruffled his son's hair.

"Daddy is still mommy's baby, Matt," Mimi grinned at Roger.

"Daddy's a BIG BABY!" the boy spread his arms wide.

"Very," Mimi laughed.

"Do you love mommy, daddy?"

Roger smiled.

"Yes, and I always will."

Mimi smiled back.

"NOW you kissy wissy!" Matt giggled.

And his parents obeyed.