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[sup][color=dimgray]Collab with [@Lovely Complex] as [color=dc143c][b]Kylie Lyon[/b][/color]
Date night, Captain Cuddles[/color][/sup]
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[indent]Owen had called Captain Cuddles ahead of time. He’d had a sneaking suspicion that his mother would want to go there. She had her likes and dislikes, and Owen knew them fairly well; after all, he’d known her all his life! So, by the time they’d taken their seats at a table in Captain Cuddles, the food was already done and it was brought to them almost immediately. Perks of being friends with the owner, Owen supposed. Once the food was laid out in front of them, Owen realized that they had a bit of a spread; and he may have over done it. There were two small, six slice pizzas, one for Owen, cheese, no sauce, thick, cheese and bacon stuffed crust; and one for Kylie; Kylie’s pizza was thick crust as well (the Lyon family had tastes), and had every meat in the game on it, extra of bacon (which Owen figured was probably her favorite). It didn’t stop there, however, there was also an order of crazy bread, with a few cups of ranch beside, and two baskets of Owen’s favorite snack: [url=https://s3-media1.fl.yelpcdn.com/bphoto/ylHRuFV7lERydiEzDv5jrg/o.jpg]spuds.[/url] To drink, there was a pitcher of Mountain Dew, and a pitcher of Sprite. All things considered? Not a bad meal, if a bit heavy.

After the food had been laid out in front of them, Owen decided to immediately jump to the point. [color=a52521][b]“You know, all things considered, Damian’s not that bad of a dude. He’s kind of a bit… much, but he’s not bad. There are worse dicks that she could fall in love with. Joy, I mean.”[/b][/color] There, keep the heat on Joy, and off of himself. Easy.

Unfortunately for Owen, his mom was gawking at all the food in front of her. As a habit, she took out her phone to call Troy, [color=dc143c][b]“Your father is going to kill me. I can’t eat all this.”[/b][/color] She had to ask permission to see how much was too much. She’s had a perfect body since forever and she couldn’t ruin it now because of her old eating habits and how delicious all this cheesy… meaty… goodness looked like. Oh my goodness, there was also Mountain Dew. A gamer girl’s best friend. Her best friend back in the day. 

Owen reached over and snatched her phone from her, shaking his head as he stuffed it into his pocket. [color=a52521][b]“Relax, it’s okay. He’ll never know, just run harder tomorrow, and you’ll burn… uh, some of it off. Not all of it, but some of it… You’re married, and he’s not going anywhere. Just tell him sex burns calories, or something. Dad will live, and you’ll get to enjoy some food.”[/b][/color] He explained, taking a bite from a piece of pizza. [color=a52521][b]“Come on, you don’t want that hard earned Lyon money to go to waste, do you? If you don’t eat any of it, I’m throwing it away and pouring the Dew down the drain, so just Dew it.”[/b][/color]

[color=dc143c][b]“Okay, okay…”[/b][/color] This may lead to a spanking later, but she could handle it. Troy loved her and this wouldn’t be the first time she’s cheated on her diet. Its just been awhile since she’s slipped in some junk in her belly. The first thing she went for was the Dew. She loved Dew so much. When she was a teen, that was all she drank. It kept her going when she played games online with her friends! After she drank a fair amount of Dew, still lady-like though, she slapped her glass on the table and gave a sigh of relief. Mama was happy. 

[color=dc143c][b]“Wait, what about Joy?”[/b][/color] Kylie didn’t look up from the table. She was too busy preparing herself to devour [i]everything[/i]. 

[color=a52521][b]“She’s with O’Connor now. Damian. Mel’s kid. The really tall jacked one? The one who when he walks down the halls it makes women faint? Chiseled jaw? Iron corded muscles? Fantastic facial hair? I’m actually really jealous of the facial hair.”[/b][/color] Owen explained, while stuffing another bite of pizza into his mouth, and shrugging. [color=a52521][b]“From what I understand, they hooked up at the New Year’s party, then again in the library, then again and her house while she was babysitting JJ’s kid. The little dude? That’s all I know, though I only really got his half of the picture, and even then part of it is just me trying to piece things together. When Damian says ‘we hooked up,’ it could mean they just kissed, and it could mean he boned her.”[/b][/color]

Oddly rational for his mother, Kylie chewed on a piece of pizza and shrugged, [color=dc143c][b]“So say they did have sex, why do [i]you[/i] care?”[/b][/color] And then the door opened into something Owen didn’t need to hear, [color=dc143c][b]“Me and your father, we use to have sex everywhere. The bedroom. The kitchen. The closet. The car. On the car. Various places on school property…. Actually, use to? We still do! I approve of sexual exploration!”[/b][/color] She took another bite of pizza, before adding one last comment, [color=dc143c][b]“Do I [i]believe[/i] he had sex with Joy? Absolutely not. Yes, I [i]had[/i] a feeling when they were younger, there was something there, but you should know your sister. She isn’t that type of girl. Not yet, at least.”[/b][/color]  

[color=a52521][b]“Why are you telling me this?”[/b][/color] Owen asked after she told him all the places his parents had sex before. [i]That[/i] one, he didn’t need to know. [color=a52521][b]“I don’t know, it doesn’t matter to me. I just don’t want to talk about how shitty my life is lately.”[/b][/color] Owen said in a defeated tone as he threw one of the fried potato rounds into his mouth. [color=a52521][b]“It really does suck, Mom. I worked hard to make everyone around me happy, then boom. Blew up in my fucking face. Now I’m left trying to fight a fight I can’t win, and on a slippery slope.”[/b][/color]

[color=a52521][b]“I just want her.”[/b][/color]

[color=dc143c][b]“Aw, Pumpky.”[/b][/color] After wiping her hands of grease, Kylie reached over the table to rest her right hand on her son’s left. She gave it a little squeeze, before comforting him, [color=dc143c][b]“Being a teenager is rough. Being a teenager in love is even more rough. And if you think about it, it was you versus the product of two extremely terrifying women and one very genuine man. Hailey Green. She is, after all, an apex predator. I don’t think you’ve lost, though. When your father got down, and he felt like nothing mattered, things turned around. The Elite, the original Elite, were [i]always[/i] at ends with Alyssa and Eve, but in the end? Love made politics pointless. I promise, baby, things will turn around. I can’t tell you how, but I know it’ll end with you smiling.”[/b][/color] Kylie ended her spiel with a reassuring smile. 

[color=a52521][b]“Well, I hope you’re right. Hailey’s a psycho, I didn’t realize it until I got talking to Henry. Maybe dude’s a little bias, maybe he goes a little hard in on her, but I dunno. His idea of her seems pretty accurate, based on what I’ve seen… I wish Trixie had never been friends with her, but I can’t change the past. I can only make sure the course of my future is alright.”[/b][/color] Owen bit down on another piece of greasy, delicious pizza, munching it down before he looked up at his mother. [color=a52521][b]“Hey, uh, mom? I’m sorry I got suspended. That’s, uh, my bad.”[/b][/color]

[color=dc143c][b]“Eh, suspension is only temporary. If you got expelled, that would be a different story. This just means I get more time with you! But also.”[/b][/color] She freed his hand and went back to her food, [color=dc143c][b]“You followed your heart and protected your classmate. I can’t fault you for that. You [i]are[/i] your father’s son.”[/b][/color] It’s scary how similar Troy and Owen are, but genetics were strong in their family.  

[color=a52521][b]“I can’t believe they suspended me for that. I just helped some kid out and they were like ‘see ya, fucking nerd.’ Isn’t that fucking crazy? I thought Dad helped people out all the time when he was younger? How did he manage if they kick you the fuck out for it?”[/b][/color] Owen made a face, biting down on another chunk of pizza. [color=a52521][b]“I’m not willing to die on this hill. Not for Jamie fucking Callaghan.”[/b][/color]

Fear is how Troy got away with murder. Students and teachers feared him. He put people in their place. He was the bully of bullies. Occasionally, yeah, he did get suspended, but not as much as he should of had. Raising her eyebrow, Kylie sipped her Dew and asked,  [color=dc143c][b]“Have I ever seen Jamie before? Do we know the Callaghans? I’m usually good at remembering families…”[/b][/color] Perplexed, she went through her brain cabinets and tried to recall the Callaghans. 

[color=a52521][b]“Oh, yeah you definitely know one of them. You know how Scott is always complaining about some girl? That’s Jamie’s sister. Here, look. Judge your nephew’s future wife.”[/b][/color] Owen said, pulling his phone out and bringing up Katie’s instagram, so that Kylie could scroll through it, holding it for her to see. [color=a52521][b]“I think she’s even friends with Joy?”[/b][/color]

[color=dc143c][b]“Best friend, actually.”[/b][/color] Ah! The Callaghans. Now she remembered. Jamie was close with Trixie, and if she wasn’t mistaken, dated Hailee’s son for a little bit. Not anymore, though. AJ was too much like his father. Too much B-Rad. Jamie couldn’t handle it. Yes, Kylie kept tabs on people — sometimes. Intrigued now, she gestured for her son to ‘gimme’ the phone.

[color=a52521][b]“Here, here. Geeze.”[/b][/color] Owen said, putting the phone in her hands. [color=a52521][b]“Just be careful with it.”[/b][/color]

Excitedly, Kylie quickly used her pointer finger to swipe down Katie’s instagram. She was a [i]pro[/i] using the phone. However, mama was also a nosey mama. As such, she pretended to look at this cute girl’s page but also went to check out her son’s other apps. Like Snapchat! 

Part of her wanted to believe some girl could help him get over Trixie. She didn’t know if Trixie would ever come back, but maybe he had a friend that would randomly send him nudes. That would get his mind off things for sure! In confusion, she stared at his phone and then absentmindedly asked out loud, [color=dc143c][b]“Who’s [i]Lover[/i]?”[/b][/color] That couldn’t be Trixie, could it?

Owen squinted at his mother for a second after she spoke, leaning forward. [color=a52521][b]“That’s, uhm… That’s Trixie. That’s what her contact name is, I mean. I never changed it… Why? What happened?”[/b][/color] Owen was leaning forward now, getting ready to snatch the phone away from his mother. Was Trixie texting him? Calling him? This was important now! Why hadn’t he been getting any notifications!?

Assuming she was given privileges now, Kylie looked at the number of snaps, then checked elsewhere… missed calls, texts, a voicemail…. Okay, this wasn’t something she should look into. Not saying a word, she gave her son his phone back.  Owen took the phone away from her and pulled down the notifications, and his heart sank as he saw how much stuff he’d missed. He opened first the snaps, and squirmed a little in the chair, remembering when he used to get stuff like that every day. Then he opened the text messages, and if were even possible his heart sank even further.

She probably thought he hated her, or that he didn’t want to talk to her, when really? It was the exact opposite. [i]All[/i] he wanted to do was talk to her, or see her, or even text her. He wanted to tell her that he’d never done anything to hurt her, and to come back, please? It was with a shaky hand that he put the phone to his ear to listen to the voicemail.

And that sucked. She still loved what? Him?! Owen put the phone down, and slid it in his pocket. He looked at the food with glassed over eyes, before turning his attention to his mother. [color=a52521][b]“Mama… I’m sorry, but we have to go. I have to go.”[/b][/color]

[color=dc143c][b]“Okay, absolutely we can go. Come on, Pumpkin.”[/b][/color] 

From Owen’s other pocket, Kylie’s phone began to [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wl2NCXzg1FQ]ring[/url]. Owen reached into his pocket and pulled out the phone without looking at it, handing it over to her. Before she answered the phone, for a moment she forgot the seriousness of the moment and did a little sway to the tune. She had sex with Troy while this song played. 

Focus, Kylie! Picking up the phone, but choosing to put it on speaker, Kylie greeted her husband, [color=dc143c][b]“Hey love, you having fun?”[/b][/color] 

[color=3545c4][b]“Kylie. I’m drunk. We’re all three drunk. There’s a drunk girl on Owen’s bed. She passed out. Call your cousin and tell him his helicopter is here. I’m too old for this fucking shit.”[/b][/color]

[color=dc143c][b]“O-oh. Okay. I’ll get to that right away. See you soon. I love youuuuuuu.”[/b][/color] 

[color=3545c4][b]“I love you bunches and bunches. Sorry, I’m grumpy. She was crying a bunch and Ty had to handle her. He’s surprisingly good at that… Bye, baby.”[/b][/color]

[color=a52521][b]“Can you hurry up? We’re on the clock,”[/b][/color] Owen snapped, standing up and getting ready to rush out of the restaurant. [color=a52521][b]“Send the food to the house, please!”[/b][/color] He yelled at whoever was behind the counter, before Owen was on his way, moving at the speed of light toward the door.

[color=dc143c][b]“Okay-baby-see-you-soon-byeeeee!”[/b][/color] Kylie hung up first, which only happened when she was in mama mode, and ran behind her son, catching up, in heels. This milf was pro at running in heels. When she was tailing him, she [i]tried[/i] to calm him down, [color=dc143c][b]“Owen, everything is going to be okay! Look, she’s probably at our house right now.”[/b][/color] 

Owen didn’t seem to answer — he either didn’t know, or didn’t care, and when they were both in the car, he did 105 the whole way home.[/indent]