Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 6

Love you. Bye!"
    It took a moment for Alex to catch up with the rapid-fire words, and by the time he said "Bye", the dial tone was echoing in his ears.
    Looking down at Jared, he opened his mouth to let him know they would have a guest, and ended up sputtering as an arc of pee flew up and over his shoulder. Moving fast, he made a grab for the only dry rag as Jared giggled happily– as if peeing on Alex was the funniest thing in the world.
    Reining in his temper, he knew it wouldn't do any good to yell at Jared when he was like this. Besides, it was his own fault; for all he knew, Jared was as sensitive as a baby while he was a baby, and he had to admit it was a bit cool in the room.
    "Crap!" Just what the hell was he supposed to put him in? He didn't have baby clothes just lying around.
    Groaning, he held the rag in place as he lifted the otherwise clean baby and moved around the room, trying to find something, anything, that he could put Jared in for the time being.
    With no other options, he grabbed two tank tops from his top dresser drawer and a pair of Speedo's underwear.
    He put Jared down and ignored the look that clearly stated if Jared could talk, he would be calling Alex all kinds of idiot.
    Slipping his legs through the neck of the tank top, Alex pulled Jared's feet through the arm holes and pulled the shirt over his butt before grabbing the rest of the material and pulling it up between his legs to wrap around his left hip, his butt and then tucked it into the backside of the right arm hole. He slipped the underwear on and tied it into a knot on each side to keep it all in place, before slipping the other tank top over Jared's head and picking him up.
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    "For such a small body, you sure do stink." He wrinkled his nose up and Jared smacked him with his little hand.
    Letting out a small chuckle at the disgruntled look on Jared's face, he headed for the kitchen and the pot of mysterious, stank-ass goop. He took a breath, and hoisted Jared higher onto his hip. Turning the baby's face against his chest, Alex lifted the lid on the pot. He leaned forward, holding his breath while he tried to discern just what it was that made it smell so bad.
    Soon, his chest started to ache and he exhaled loudly. Drawing in another deep breath, he tried to keep his mind off of the fact that he could taste the disgusting smell on his tongue. It tasted like when you walked by a garbage dumpster on the street and couldn't help inhaling. Shaking his head, he moved fast, grabbing a big wooden spoon off of one of the hooks above the counter and moving it through the thick liquid.
    In the middle of it all, there was something even thicker .
    Gagging, he searched for, and found, the kitchen tongs they used when barbequing. Grabbing the blackened whatever-the-hell-it-was in the bottom of that disgusting pot of dark, smelly goo, Alex lifted it into the air and flung it across the length of the counter, to land with a squishy PLOP in the sink. Luckily, only a few drops of the thick slime landed on the counter and floor.
    "So damn disgusting," he said, covering the pot with a lid again, not that it helped any. The kitchen reeked like week-old trash.
    Moving to the sink, he stared down at the foul smelling thing that was sliding down the slight incline of the sink, towards the drain. Curious as to what, exactly, it was, Alex turned on the water before he readjusted a miraculously quiet Jared. He wanted to smile at the adorable sight Jared made as he sucked his thumb. Instead, when Jared lifted his face to him, Alex glared childishly.
    "I hope you know that you're cleaning this mess up. I've had enough of foul-smelling things for one day," he grumbled. Of course, at that Jared started wailing loudly, obviously expressing his displeasure at clean-up duty.
    "Hey! I didn't think I would have to wipe your ass for you for at least another sixty years, but we don't always get what we want! More than that, I'm not the one who nearly blew up our kitchen!" Alex argued, before realizing how futile it ultimately was. He'd save his argument for later, and if Jared knew what was best for him, he'd suck it up, put on an apron and grab a sponge to start cleaning.
    Maybe Alex would even take pity on him, and they could role-play it after the real mess was cleaned up. Naughty Cinderellaman and the Prince.
    The thought made him grin and Jared whined louder, obviously thinking Alex was laughing at his predicament. Which he was, just not the way Jared