“And that kids, is how I met your mother.”

“Oh hon. Are you telling again of how we met?” Luna asks as she walks into the living room, levitating a tray of snacks.

“What can I say. That story always get me. Ain’t that right kids?”

All fifteen of Kyle and Luna’s children nod their heads in agreement.

Luna smiling on as she gives her husband a kiss on the cheek.

Author's Note

I had to do it.