A/N: I keep telling myself I'm done with this story, but then I get inspired to write another part. I can't help it. I daydream a lot about scenarios that involve this character. Jericho give me life when I'm at work thinking 'bout him😏💭... Cause I'm weird like that😛.

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Warning, this part is unedited so it may have some typos.
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Jericho

Mona and I just returned home from the OB/GYN. I had to stay outside in the driveway a little longer, laughing my ass off in disbelief.

WE’RE HAVING TWIN BOYS!!!

The odds of that happening... Funny as hell.

Something smacks me in the back of my head.

“Get out!!!” I turn to see Mona throwing my clothes out in the driveway.

“Sweet thing, what are you doing?”

“Get your shit and go!!! I'm sick of you!!! Sick, sick, SICK!!!”

“You can't kick me out of my own house.” Did she forget just that quick, I have a key?

Damn, she was hell of mad.

She burst into tears, screaming, “Aaaaa-aaaahhhhhh!!!” She did not cry pretty. The girls stood in the doorway, watching their mom throw a temper tantrum, throwing my clothes out. “Go! Go with your daddy! I'm sick of y'all too!”

Yep... Mona put us all out- even Sam the Goldfish. I had the girls with me, standing on Mark's and Gianna's front porch with an overnight bag. “Mommy don't love us no more,” Jordan cries as I rang the doorbell.

Well, that stung. 

“Quiet. Your mother still loves us.”

I never saw her so upset. She's been putting up with me for four years now and I've done worst things. I thought she would be happy at the news of the two new editions to our family.

Mark answered the door with a... Ah, nah, bruh. What did she do to my best friend? “Duuude, bruh, homie, my man... is that a fanny-pack?”

“No...!” He gets all offended. “It's my Baby-Ready-Utility Pack.”

I bit my lip to keep from laughing in his face. Their daughter, Audrina, was one month old now. It's funny how babies change you. I remember when Mark and I use to pick up chicks together. We use to take turns playingmy friend is the asshole, but I’m the nicer guy, let me hitgame on chicks. I can’t even count on my fingers how many times we scored. That was back in the day, though-like six years ago.

“Uh-huh, whatever you say man.” He gazes from me to the girls to our overnight bags. It was his turn to try not to laugh.

“Your wife put you AND the kids out... The d game must not have been that good.”

He laughed at his own joke. I seethe. I bet he was waiting to say that. Well, I guess I should let him have that jibe since I made fun of his fanny pack, but my comeback was, “You need to lay off the Purple Kush, Santos, it’s frying your sense of humor.”

He darted a look over his shoulder. “Keep it down, man... if my wife finds out I’m using again...,” he whispered. That was kind of the point. I wanted to see him receive a beat down from Gianna.

“Mm-hm, yeah, I'm looking at 'em right now,” Gianna comes sauntering up, shaking her head, balancing the phone and baby Audrina. “…Don't worry, girl. I'll take care of the three “situations” on my doorstep… Love you too. You get plenty of rest.” She hung up. “Come on in, y'all,” she says.

Jordan opened her mouth. “You say one thing, little girl, and I will spank your butt and that goes for all three of you!”

I look at Mark. He shrugs. “Ever since she had our daughter, she's hardcore.” Then he smiles like a love-sick idiot at G.

“You're such a sell-out.” But I really couldn’t blame him. I was way worst with Mona. I use to stalk her… and wasn’t even getting the pussy.

“I'll take being a sellout over getting kicked out of my own house any day. Happy wife, happy life.”

“Touché,” I grumbled. Okay I’ll let him have that one.

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I woke up to find Gianna standing over the sofa. “Good morning, Mr. James.” She pulled out a list and handed it to me. Was she serious? It was a list of chores. “You don't like it? There's the door,” she pointed.

I should have gone to my mom's house. Where the girls at? They were both sleeping in my arms just last night.

I found them both in the kitchen scrubbing cabinets. My mouth fell open. That's it. “Come on, girls, we're going to granny's.”

I just had a feeling Mona put Gianna up to this.

Mom's grey eyes widens through the glass as she sees us. She was wearing a silky robe. Hair was suspiciously wild. “What are you doing here?” She whispered after opening the door.

“I'm your son,” I said, dryly. “Do I need a reason to visit my own mother, besides, Mona put us out?”

“So I’ve heard.” She looks at her watch. “Come back in like an hour-

“Lizzy, where are you, baby? Big Daddy got something special for you right here.”

My mother's face paled. I knew that voice. Jack came into my line of view, wearing only a robe. “Jack?!”

What the hell…?!

“Oh... hey, Jerry. How are you? The wife put you out?” He asked- like dicking my mom down was all good. Hell-to-the-mother fu- never mind.

I look between him and mom in disbelief. I shake my head. “With my boss, mom?! Are you serious?!”

“Jack, excuse us for a second.”

“Hi, granny,” Jordan says, smiling. The kid had poor timing.

“Uh h-hey, darling. Jericho, you know it's been-

“Oh God, I don't need to hear that!”

“You know what? I don’t have time for this.” Oh but she has time for him! “I don't have to justify my actions to you. Grow up.” My own mother slammed the door in my face. “Granny loves you, girls,” she yelled through the door.

The girls and I sat at McDonald’s. Gianna had combed their hair into two low pigtails. My girls looked pretty in matching outfits.

I couldn't help but think about when they become teenagers. I wish somebody would have invented boy repellent spray. It would save my M95 sniper rifle some bullets.

I sigh. “Girls, you know we have to apologize to your mother. None of us have been on our best behavior lately, but that is going to change. In four more months your mom is going to deliver your baby brothers and she shouldn't be under any stress. Here's what we’re going to do to make these last four months go by smoothly for her...” I share with them my plan.

I know Mona gets upset when I don't spank them, but these were my princesses, my angels. I can't lay a hand on them. Now if they were boys it would be a totally different story. But they're my girls. Plus, sometimes they do certain things that remind me of Mona.

“Mona, open up! We come in peace, to apologize!”

She opens up the door, wearing a long figure hugging tie around the neck dress, all made up, and looking beautiful. Who did she put that on for? Itbetter be for me. She had a bag of popcorn. “Gigi told me about the fertility pills.” Shit! That’s why she put me out. But how did Gianna find out...? That sell-out Mark. I told him my plan then Gianna must have somehow got it out of him. Then she told Mona. I sigh. Mark's been compromised. The guys can't tell him nothing no more.

“You know something, Jericho? Sometimes it feels as if I'm raising three kids instead of two.”

Well, that stung.

“Three kids? Seriously?”  I deadpan. “I pay bills, the girls don't. As a matter of fact, neither do you.” I walked up on her, bogarding my way in.

“Kiss my fat ass, Jericho-

“I do! All the time!” To hell with that apology. This is my house! “As a matter of fact, I buy you everything! I take care of all your needs! I cook for you and I clean!”

“Girls, go to your room-

“I do your nails! Hell, I could even get a job at the nail shop with the Asian ladies as good as I gotten at it! I make love to you just the way you like it! Give you all the attention you need! I tell you how beautiful you are every single day! I even go down on you when you ask me to! Now, do you return the favor?! Nooo! You haven't sucked my dick since the year before last on my birthday! Do I get any thanks for the things I do?! No! You don't appreciate me!”

I had backed her against the wall, trapping her. She stood there with a blank look, eating popcorn. “Wow... I didn't know you felt that way,” she whispered with popcorn in her mouth.

“Because I suck it up and continue to do the things that make you happy! It's called sacrifice! So if I want a bigger family, let me have my bigger family! That's right, sweet thing! Daddy Jericho is going to keep you pregnant!”

“But I-

“No buts!”

“Daddy! Jordan took Sam out his water and won't put him back!”

I gave that little girl one task, one task and she can't even do that! I spun around. “Tell her daddy said put Larry- or whatever the fuck you wanna call that fool- back or he's coming up there to spank her ass! Say it just like that, too, you have my permission to curse.” Jada's eyes widen and she runs back upstairs. It was like giving her a bag of candy, letting her go wild with it. “This is my house and you will not kick me out again! Am I understood?!”

She was turned on by my sudden aggressiveness. “O-Okay.”

“Good. I'm starved. You wanna sandwich? The girls already ate.”

She grabbed my hand and placed it on her stomach. That's when I felt the little tiny kick. My heart skipped a beat from excitement. She sighs. Her breath smelled like popcorn. “I do appreciate you, Jericho. You just get on my nerves-

I kiss her, running my fingers through her hair. She let it grow out long. God, I loved her hair. I deepened our kiss, pressing my body against hers. Shit, we should put the girls down for a nap so Mona and I could have some ‘adult time’.

“Well, I guess you're in luck, sweet thing”- I kiss her nose, cheek and, eyelid- “because I will never get tired or sick of you.” I run my tongue along her jaw.

“Just wait until we reach the ten year mark in our marriage.” Her eyes were closed, leaning into my intimate kisses. Nope I still won't get tired of her. We're going to grow old and die side by side in bed like in that movie The Notebook when we're a hundred.