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   Inside the present was a small envelope with three hundred dollars and an unopened special edition of Call of Duty: Ghosts. And if he didn't like it, that was what the money was for.

     "I've been fucking cloned?" Has science finally gone too far?

     "Jesus fucking Christ, where the hell did Christmas come from?" He swore in was only 2012 fifteen minutes ago. Where did all the time go?

     ”Throwing up? Did ya help him out?” Curse work and their early starting hours. Ellis couldn’t remember a morning when he was able to wake up with Kenji snuggled tight within his arms. Most of the time, he was showered and out the door before the sun even came up. Crimson hues glanced over at his children, frowning at their lack of interest in the subject. “I’m sure it’s just a tummy bug or something. Now get the hell of those phones and go and clean ya rooms. They look like a bomb as him them.”

     He may or may not be in the mood for some loving.

     ”Now why would I do that?” His darling little angel has to learn her lesson.

     The blonde let out a heavy sigh, running his hand down in face in frustration  “When I was your age, I was already having sex with girls. I wasn’t at the stage where I realize that fooling around with guys could be fun too. Hell, ya could bring home an entire brothel and fuck every single one of them and I wouldn’t give a shit.” He then stepped forward, firmly placing both hands upon his sons shoulders. “Now what’s really going on? Why is this such a sensitive subject?”

     Apparently he didn’t understand the question. “Why did ya say it, Duncan?” Ellis knew that there was a reason beyond what his son was telling him, it was just a matter of bringing the topic to the surface. It was obviously a sensitive topic for the younger brunette, whatever it was, but so was the subject of Kenji and his sexuality; and Duncan didn’t have any worried at all about bringing that up. “Ya do realize how much ya words hurt ya dad, don’t cha? He was crying, Duncan.”

     Ellis had been sitting up in bed when his son silently entered the room, one hand gently running itself through the soft locks of his husbands hair, eyes tired and distance. He didn’t know what the hell brought Duncan to say such an awful thing, but he wanted to find out, and he’d do whatever he takes to get an answer out of him. Crimson red hues glanced over at the others form, letting out a sigh and gently moving himself out of bed, and over to stand next to the smaller brunette. “Living room, now.” And when the two were standing in the dimly lit room, Ellis frowned. “Why’d ya say it?”