Mother's Day. Hold the chocolates. (Sunday early evening)

[emo_popsicle]

Bobby gets in from work at JamPony that Sunday just in time to hear the phone ringing. Dumping his crumpler on the floor of the loungeroom he swoops for the receiver. "Hey..." His face falls at the voice on the other end of the line. Last person he was expecting to hear from. Ever. His eyes track across to the room to the calendar. Well. It was the

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[artisticblond]

*sniff*

[michael_nb]

Awwww. *snuggles Bobby* *gives him Michael's mom instead*

[emo_popsicle]

Bobby: *looks at Debbie with not a little bit of fear. No. Indeed a -lot- of fear*

Dude, that's your Mom?

[michael_nb]

Michael: At least you didn't ask if she was a drag queen, like Hunter did.

[emo_popsicle]

Bobby: .....I was gonna ask where you got the Italian genes from. But nevermind.