Won’t be cheerios

Part#: 1 of 1

Rating: PG-13

Content: comical cursing

Distribution: just let me know

Characters: Stephanie McMahon and Hunter Hemsley

Disclaimer: I own the story. PJ and Kennedy are my imaginary children for Stephanie and Hunter. Vince owns characters’ names. Wrestlers own their personal self.

Summary: Based on a cute joke that was sent to me a while back

Stephanie sat in the living room. It was the norm on Mondays for her and their two sons to sit in front to the television to watch Daddy on Raw. Stephanie often missed being able to travel with Paul and participate in storylines but she had Paul Jr. and Kennedy. Paul Jr. is 6 and Kennedy is 4. They were truly a mixture of Stephanie and Paul. As Stephanie’s mother told her, she wished she would have a child who was Stephanie when she was little. Stephanie believed she received a double portion.

PJ and Kennedy was preparing for bed. PJ had been thinking about something for a long time. His daddy cursed all the time. Since he was named after his daddy, he felt that he had the right to start cursing. Kennedy was named after Grandpa Vince and he had the cursing right as well. Daddy always said hell and Grandpa would always try to fire someone’s ass. Those would be their introductory words.

PJ waited until after their mommy had tucked them in to begin the conversation. “Kennedy, I think we need to start cursing. It’s our birthright to curse. Daddy and Grandpa do it. I figure we would start off slowly. I’ll say hell and you’ll say ass. Agreed?” PJ asked in a whisper.

“Agr- I’ll do it but you say your word before I say mine.” Kennedy insisted before they fell asleep. PJ and Kennedy woke up and got dressed the next morning. PJ reminded Kennedy of the plan. They played in their room until their mommy called them down for breakfast. They greeted her with a kiss and took their spots at the table.

Stephanie always loved having breakfast with her boys. During the week due to the fullness of her schedule, they normally had time for something simple. “Boys, what are you eating for breakfast?” PJ looked at Kennedy and gave him a wink plus a grin.

“Hell mom, I guess you can give me some cheerios.” Stephanie was beside herself. She knew where he learned it from and was not happy. Stephanie orders PJ to timeout. She quickly grabbed the kitchen towel and popped him with it. She follows behind him until he’s in the timeout chair.

“And don’t you even THINK about coming out of THAT chair until you’ve thought about what you said wrong.” Stephanie yells as Kennedy thinks about what he should do next. May be PJ’s delivery was off a bit. He noticed his mommy as she reentered the kitchen. Stephanie shoots Kennedy a stern look. “And what about you, young man… what do you want for breakfast?”

Kennedy narrows his widen eyes and stops his trembling. He swallows hard. Kennedy leaned back and crossed his arms. “I don’t know but you can bet your ass it won’t be cheerios!” Kennedy answered as Stephanie threw her hands in the air.

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