5SOS Preferences

Your Child Has a Mental Disability

Before you read: All children besides Michael's have autism. Some are higher functioning than others.

Ashton: "Inside voices, remember?" Ashton reminds your autistic daughter as she let's out an excited squeal.

"Inside voices." She repeats him, clapping her hands together as she grins ear to ear.

"Get a load of that..." Ashton's ears pick up from across the grocery aisle, his eyes instantly connecting with two teenage boys obviously talking about his daughter.

"Got a problem, mate?" He asks, straightening his posture as the boy shakes his head," good, because one more word out that mouth of yours you'll be able to feel my foot up your ass for two weeks."

Calum: "I don't wanna go to school!" Your son pouts, folding his arms together and stamping his foot before Calum.

"You have to go though, buddy." Calum smiles softly, helping his son finish tying his shoelaces together, "school helps your brain grow."

"But the kids are mean to me!" He cries, throwing himself on his father, "they all tell me I'm slow and dumb."

"Beat them up then, simple as that." Calum casually states, rubbing his back while you poke your head in from the kitchen.

"Do not give him bad ideas, Hood"

Michael: "Am I ugly?" Your daughter asks Michael, studying her reflection in the living room mirror.

"What? Not at all, princess." Michael tells her shocked by her question, "why would you even think for a seocond you were?"

"I don't look like everyone else.." She mutters, examing the noticeable and charastic features of Down Syndrome she adorned.

"So what?" Michael asks her, "if everyone looked like everyone else the world would be boring. We wouldn't have diversity. You're beautiful for who you are and don't ever think less of yourself."

Luke: "What was that?" You ask Luke, just as another thump echoes throughout the house.

"I bet it's Noah, " Luke sighs, standing up from his spot on the couch, "I'll go check it out."

Luke creeps down the hall towards Noah's slightly ajar bedroom door, poking his head through the crack to see what his son was up to.

"Incoming!" Noah cries, butt naked, as he throws one of his toys at the wall.

"Noah Hemmings, where in the hell are your knickers?" Luke's sudden voice causes your son to jump in fright, before turning to face his father.

"Probably somewhere."

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Excuse my rust, it has been awhile since I have written anything.

I used this idea suggested to me last update because it is not something I see often and I also felt it would be able to spread some Autism and Mental Disability awareness.

Skylar xx