"I'm scared!" Hunter said, as we waited for the dentist to call Hunter's name.

"Don't be. You''ll be fine." I assured him.

He took deep breaths and the doctor came out. "Hunter Rowland?" He asked.

Hunter stood up and Christine and I gave him a hug goodbye.
He kissed me and I gave him one last hug.

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Christine and I went into go see Hunter. He was laying on his back and laughing uncontrollably.

I pointed the camera at him. "Hey, babe."

"Hi, baby girl!" He yelled, sitting up.

"How are you feeling?" I asked him.

"I'm a lil' but cray-cray!" He yelled.

"Shhh. We're going to replace your gauzes, then we're going to get you some ice cream, okay?" She asked him.

"My girlfriends cute." Hunter looked at me and cupped my cheek.

I laughed at him. "Thank you. As are you."

"How did I get so lucky?" He asked me and I laughed again. The doctor walked in and Hunter looked at him. "Am I going to die?"

"No. You're going to feel loopy and dizzy, but you'll be fine in a couple of days. Just get some rest and put ice packs on your cheeks. I suggest eating a lot of ice cream." The doctor instructed Christine.

"Thank you, doctor." Christine said.

The doctor nodded and Hunter started laughing, randomly.

He spit out his gauzes. "Where's my tongue? Did you kill it? I want my tongue back! Mommy!"

"It's in there, honey." Christine laughed.

The doctor replaced his gauzes and we left after. Christine and I helped Hunter into the car. I sat in the back seat, next to Hunter, while Christine was driving.

"Would I look good with gray hair?" Hunter asked. He liked at himself in the viewfinder. "I look good."

"Yes, yes, you do." I laughed. "We're going to do a question and answer. Your supporters sent in some questions. Ready?" I asked him.

He kept nodding his head over and over. "Ready steady Freddy!"

"Is the S or C silent in scent?" I asked him.

"JOHN CENA!" He yelled.

"Great answer." Christine said, laughing.

"If you get out of the shower clean, then how does your towel get dirty?" I asked him.

"Why are we talking about my room? I know it's always dirty!" He threw his hands up in the air, in frustration.

"Do you think sand is called sand, because it's in between the sea and land?" I asked him.

"I like the beach. Can we go to the beach?" He asked.

"How do you throw away a garbage can?" I asked him.

"Everyone is so mean to garbage cans. I don't understand! Like what did they ever do to you? Don't be hatin' on my fam." Hunter said.

"Last question; who closes the bus door, after the bus driver gets off?" I asked him.

"I'm in me mum's car. Vroom vroom." He said pretending to drive a car. He looked at me and stared at me for awhile.

"You okay, bud?" I asked him.

"You're really pretty!" He yelled.

"Thank you." I smiled.

"Chillin' with a hair tie, no makeup, with some sweatpants on." Hunter sang.

"Hunter!" Christine and I both said.

"You know I can always be that guy. You can think about me all night long, byt I think you need something to think of me." He continued.

"Something that will keep you warm and show you we can be more than just this...So, baby, if you are not ready for my kiss," he paused. "Then you can wear my sweatshirt!" He yelled out the window.

We got home and Hunter laid down, while I fed him ice cream.

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