American Dad Snot Mom Novels & Stories

Mom trailed off and glared at dad, dad looked away from her. I frowned when I took in my dad's outfit, he's hearing thick clothes and gloves as if he's sick. "... It's just that, someone was too blind to see the bigger picture.. and created havoc in the family!" I sniffled a laugh, mom is just like Adele.. She might be quiet on normal days, but she's ready to unleash her smart mouth on anyone that needed to be taught a lesson. "I've really missed you, my child" she said. "I missed you too mom"

Teaspoon green ripped jeans, same nude boots, nude off-the-shoulder knit crop top, Zipper Up Hooded Collar Pocket Army Green Coat and natural make-up. I'm also taking the same bag. I'm feeling lazy. I need coffee. 6:45 "Record time today. Help me set the table" My mom is by the stove. "Good morning mom." I kiss her cheek "slept well?" I ask. "Your father snored. So... no!" "Dad!" I yell setting the table. "What?" He asks from his office door. " Just letting you know that you snore." I laugh. "No, I don't snore."

dad laughs, and I laugh with him. "Well, I will get packed. See you in a few hours. Stay strong, Sneezy," I joke, and he laughs loudly before hanging up. ******** "Colt! I am so happy you are home," mom says as she wraps her arms around me tightly. She acts as if we didn't just see each other on Sunday. "Me too, mom. Where's Ian," I ask, and she sniffles? "My baby is touring colleges. He refused to let me tag along," mom replies as dad walks in the room with his hands tucked in his pockets.

Alder's POV I was getting frustrated by the hour and by the day. No leads , no source of information and I was getting antsy by the day. It was showing more as I began to take it out on those around me I snapped at my mom a few minutes ago and although I'm sorry I'm still not sorry. A knock sounds on the door of my office and I grunt a come in. The door opens and my father comes in "How are you doing today son?" like didn't just witness me snap at my mother a few minutes ago

"I can't remember which unit I went into last night because I was drunk. And I also didn't see the guy's face because it was dark inside his unit." "Oh my goodness! What a beautiful fool!" Jana couldn't help but blurt out upon hearing what I said. "What will you do now if you suddenly get pregnant? Who will you introduce as the father of your child? Don't tell me you'll introduce me as the baby's daddy. I'll really strangle you to death, Alice. My looks are not for being a daddy, but for being a mommy, okay?"

He huff out in relief when no one calls, about to resume his game when he hears it start ringing again. Adom slumps down from the couch, landing with a loud thud onto the floor before he picks up. "Hello?" His voice rasps, making him cough and try to clear his throat. "Adom sweetie? You okay?" It's his mom. Adom almost slaps his forehead for forgetting about going home today. "Hey ma, I'm fine just have a sore throat"

it was, "What the fuck about dad?" I asked mom and she said, "We will just have to cool it when he is around. This is the first time that I haven't minded that he is an over-the-road truck driver. We're good until the day after tomorrow and then we will just have to work it out. You rested baby? Want to start your day out right?"

Jim was still talking to his mom when I passed by on my way to the dorm, and he gave me the same middle finger. I rolled my eyes at him and almost shouted. ‘grow the fuck up.’ Once inside my dorm room, I slammed the door shut and turned the keys. Zeke's phone was not going through if he wasn't with his dad. I don't need a soothsayer to tell me who he was. Adrian's voice pulled me out of my thoughts. “Rough day with your dad?” I sucked through my teeth as I sauntered into the room. “Tell me about it. He's just unbelievable.”

Kade walked like a guard dog ready to lunge. Inside the clinic, the scent of antiseptic was sharp enough to sting my throat. A nurse hurried when she saw us. “He is awake but very weak,” she said softly. “You can see him now.” My heart thudded. We walked down a narrow corridor. Moana’s hand trembled on the doorknob before she pushed it open. The sight inside stole my breath. My father was lying on a small bed, propped against thin pillows. His once broad shoulders looked smaller. His skin appeared pale under the lantern light. His chest rose slowly, as if breathing was a burden. For the first time, he looked older than I ever allowed myself to admit.

The smell hit him like a physical force. As a long-haul truck driver, he knew that smell far too well. He had seen too many gruesome accidents on the highway. That smell only came from one thing: decomposition. "What is that smell?" Dad's face went deathly pale. When Mom saw Dad, her eyes shifted nervously. "What smell? That brat is doing God knows what in her room. She’s turned it into a garbage dump..." "Bullsh*t!" For the first time in his life, Dad swore at Mom.