Slam! 5: My Jackass

Zoey's POV

There they go again. They're just like mom and dad. Don't you think Charlie, dear? I do and I know you agree, because you've learned better than to disagree with a Bartlet.

Oh, good Lord, get a room. I slap a hand over Charli's eyes. I am not explaining why Ellie and Nick are making a snack out of each other to our daughter. Now if you'd like to, feel free. Yeah, I didn't think so.

" Oh, get a room already. There are minors here." They separate and look at me with disgruntled expressessions. "Hey if you don't want to get told you'd better go. And shut up. I know it didn't rhyme.

"Yo, Charlie, come get your kid. She needs a nap." Damn, never say nap in shouting-distance of a three year-old. And she's off. I saw that coming; I just should have stopped it.

You swoop her up under your arm and carry her back in my direction.

"Naptime." I can't help myself I have to taunt her a little bit.

"Zoey." I shrug, guilessly.

"What?"

"You're being evil and bad." I flutter my eyelashes at you mock innocently.

"Yeah. No, that's not working. Give it up;" I blow a raspberry at you. *Eyebrow* Yeah, um, I'm going down aren't I? Oh, yeah, I'm going down. What are you doing? Oh, crap. You just put Charli down and told her to go play with grandma. She'll be gone for hours now.

"Oh, yeah, you're gonna get me aren't you?" You nod, slowly. You're coming towards me. I think...I'm gonna run...now. I take off towards the house. I'm somewhere between screaming and laughing. I know I'm not gonna get there, but it's the chase that counts. Your arms slide arund my waist and pull me up off my feet. You're tickling me. "Quit it!"

"What were you saying? Were you saying that Charlie's the greatest cook in the entire world? Say it again, I didn't quite catch it the first time." I love to push your buttons.

"That's because I didn't say it." The tickling intensifies. I can't breathe. Geez. All right! All right. " You are the greatest cook in the world."

"And what do you do?" Oh, I'm getting dizzy here. Fine, Charlie, you win.

"I burn water."

"What?" Oh, he's a funny man.

"I burn water!!!" He like to humiliate me.

"I know and I still can't feel my tongue." Jackass!

"You're a jackass, you know that, don't you?" There's that smile. God, I love that smile.

"Yeah, but I'm your jackass." Damn, he's right.

"Yeah, but well...Shut up. You're still a jackass. A jackass that I love, my jackass." There's that smile again. "And quit smiling." It gets bigger. " Jackass."

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