"Mah TyTy!" Josh grinned as he saw his best fren waddle into the living room.

"Jishhhhhhh!" Tyler screamed, quickly making his way to Josh as he sat on the couch.

Since Josh was a few months older than Tyler, he often had to help him do things. But, Josh didn't mind. He'd do anything for his TyTy.

He helped Tyler get on the couch, grunting as the chubby boy plopped down in his lap, drooling all over his chin as he smiled widely at his best fren below him.

Josh hugged him as well as he could, Tyler doing the same in return.

"Tyler!" Mrs. Joseph exclaimed as she saw he was sitting on top of Josh. "You could be hurting him."

"Noooooooo," Tyler said. "JishJish luh me."

"Yes, honey, he does love you, but you can't sit on him like that."

"Mah TyTy," Josh grinned, hugging his TyTy close. Tyler wasn't hurting him at all. He was simply being his snuggle buddy.

"Joshua, sweetheart," Mrs. Dun said as she entered the room. "I know you love him, but you've gotta stop calling him yours. He isn't a stuffie."

"Mah TyTy," Josh said again, kissing Tyler's cheek sloppily.

"Joshua, you have to ask people before you kiss them," Laura said, picking her son up.

"MAH TYTY!" Josh yelled, hating being taken away from his Tyler. "NOOOOOOO!"

Tyler giggled at how silly Joshie looked, waving bye bye to him and snuggling up in his mommy's lap.

But no matter what their moms said, Josh always called him his Tyler, even after they were married so many years later.