#(((i have a thing for moustaches okay don't look. don't LOOK. don't laugh i'll kill u i s2g)))

[burrowingkelce]

Meet Your Mama Pt 3

I'M SORRRRRRY I KEPT YOU GUYS WAITING WAYYYYYY TOO LONG BUT IT'S HERE NOW 😖 No warnings. Let me know if you want a part 4 to this and what to include.

You woke before Travis the next morning still dazed from the night before. As you carefully lifted his huge arm off your torso, you quietly slid out of bed and to the bathroom.

Your parents house was small, and the bathrooms reflected that, but this was home nonetheless.

You finished brushing your hair before grabbing a T-shirt, flannel, and jeans from your suitcase. You knew being home for a bit was going to mean working hard on the cattle and horses.

As you walked downstairs to see your mom, you heard the bed creak upstairs. Travis was awake.

Once he realized you were no longer in bed, he jolted up, putting his clothes on, and ran downstairs just as you hugged your mom good morning.

You heard his heavy steps and rolled your eyes at your mom. She laughed as Travis came up behind you and gave you a kiss behind your ear before slumping his head into your shoulder.

"Good Morning sleepy head." You said as you reached back to scratch at his beard.

He just grunted before standing up to find a seat at the table.

You made him a cup of coffee and placed it in front of him as he grabbed it and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

"Best coffee ever." He said, wiping his moustache as he stood up and kissed you. He went over to your mom and gave her a hug, then to your dad to shake his hand.

"We got work for you Travis." Your dad said a little too enthusiastically for your taste.

"Whatcha got for me pops?" Travis asked which made your dad shutter.

"Your on cattle duty today."

Great. That means Travis has to get on a horse and cut cattle with no knowledge on how a horse works.

"Dad, Travis never rode a horse." You said, trying to get the point across that he wasn't cut out for the job.

"Then he'll learn. C'mon Trav." Your dad yelled before motioning to Travis.

You looked at your mom, "He's gonna get hurt if he puts him on Captain America."

"Then you better go make sure he doesn't." Said your mom, chuckling.

You ran upstairs to put on your chaps before running outside to the old tattered barn.

You thought for sure this old heap of metal would have collapsed by now, but it's standing just as strong as the day it was built.

You walked inside to see your dad cinching up Captain's saddle.

"Dad, no. He can't ride him." You yelled.

"Sure he can! I've had a private trainer over since you ran off to Kansas City."

You were livid. No one was to touch Captain till you got back.

"You did what?!" You screamed at your dad. Not caring the tone of your voice.

"Don't you yell at me!" Your dad shouted before throwing Captains bridle at you.

"Take care of it yourself then. I'll go get Bristol ready."

You clutched the bridle like it was the last thing on Earth. Captain was too green for Travis and you knew it.

"It's okay Y/N, really." Travis tried to sound reassuring.

"No it's not. You'll get killed if you ride him. Go get Comanche."

Travis grabbed the lead rope and led Comanche out of his stall. Then he grabbed the cross-ties and clipped him in place.

You took the cross-ties off Captain and put the reins over him before putting the bit in his mouth. To your surprise, he didn't throw his head around and took it willingly.

Maybe I shouldn't have been so hard on dad. You thought.

You put Captain back in his stall and went over to see how Travis was doing. Surprisingly, he was doing good for someone who knew nothing about horses.

"Damn, good job babe." You said patting Travis on his back.

"Thanks honey." He leaned down to kiss you as your mare, Beyoncé huffed behind you.

"Oh you jealous little lady." You laughed as you helped Travis lengthen his stirrups.

"Okay, you lead him to that round-pen over there and I'll bring the little demon." You laughed as Travis led Comanche.

You walked over to Captain and lead him out of his stall.

"Alright you little shit." You said patting his neck gently.

You put your foot in the stirrup and swung your leg over. To your surprise, he stood completely still.

Just as you were gathering your reins, your dad walked in.

"See? He's bomb-proof." Your dad assured you.

"I'm sorry I yelled at you Dad, you were only trying to help.

"I understand kid. I shouldn't have hired a trainer without asking you first."

You leaned down to hug your dad the best you could before he walked out of the barn.

You gave Captain a little tap with your heel and he walked on.

Travis was walking Comanche around the pen before stopping by the gate.

"You could have got on Travis. He's not going to kill you." You laughed as he used the gate to help get leverage to pull himself on the horse.

"I thought it was better to wait till you came out." He said, blushing.

"Good idea."

You instructed Travis to walk around the pen, then trot. Comanche was pretty good in the lope, but still squirly.

"See if he'll lope. He might be a little squirly." You warned Travis. "Just squeeze with your heels and tell him to lope."

Travis listened and Comanche's ears pinned to his head. Within seconds, he started trying to buck Travis off.

"Lean back and release your heels!" You yelled to him. "Talk to him."

Travis looked worried as your dad came walking over.

"YEEEEHAW RIDE 'EM COWBOY!!!" your dad yelled as you slapped his arm.

"Just shush him Travis and drag out a woah."

"Looks like Comanche could use a private trainer." Your dad joked to you.

"Sign him up."

Travis managed to calm Comanche down and started scratching his neck.

"You trying to kill me Y/N?!" Travis jokingly yelled to you.

"He's never bucked like that. I knew he might have a bit of squirly in him but nothing that severe."

You hopped off Captain and Travis off Comanche.

"Take Captain. I'll ride this brat."

"Are you sure? He might be worse."

"Trust me, he won't be." You looked over at your dad and smiled.

Some days you doubted your old man, but at the end of the day, father knows best.

You and Travis swapped horses and you led Comanche back into the pen.

"He won't do that to me." You told Travis. "He knows your new, so he's testing you."

Travis watched as you made Comanche lope, despite the same ear pinning. Just as he raised his butt to buck, you gave him a light tap with your heel and hand.

"AT" you yelled to Comanche. "Don't you think about it"

Comanche listened to you, but you didn't feel comfortable letting Travis back on him.

"Your not riding him Travis. He's too squirly for you." You looked at him explaining why your prized steed is acting like a toddler.

"That's fair. Guess Captain is the good one today." He scratched him and Captain settled his head on Travis' forearm.

I'm sorry I have to cut this early but I have to get homework done and I don't want y'all to be reading for an hour lol. Like at the beginning, let me know what you want to see in Part 4 and possibly 5. We're definitely getting to Travis cutting cattle in Part 4, but I need a few more ideas. Anywho, I'm going to take a break for an hour to catch up on some overdue assignments. See y'all later!!!

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[nuvomica]

What do you mean childhood crush?? 😳😳

(In reference to that post with the guy with sunglasses; is he from spiderman? Idek)

funny that you pretend not to know doc ock when he is the love of ur childhood too, anon