"...A boy!" Jack exclaimed as Lynn Jr. cried out to the world around him. The birth was rough (Colin's hand still hurt from how hard Lynn crushed or "squeezed" it during the contractions), but the sobbing redhead baby was adorable in the eyes of his mother.
"Hey little buddy, it's mommy. I love you." Lynn Sr. cooed as her son smiled at her.
The infant sucked his thumb cutely as his father stepped up for a picture. Nothing, and I mean nothing, could ruin this moment, right?
"I'VE DONE MY PART, YOU OLD HAG!" Lindsey yelled out.
Yes, you would be wrong, as the grungy punk brat ran on through, heading for the door.
Colin ran up and grabbed her "Oh no you don't! You're in it for the long haul like everyone e-"
He was tragically cut off as Lindsey pulled out a glock and shot him clean through the head before running outside. All Lynn Sr. could do was scream in terror and heartbreak.
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Ending: Mommy's Little Man.
Lynn cried and moped profusely for two years over losing Colin. He was a great guy, so excited to be a dad. He didn't deserve to die, damn it!
"Mama?" Lynn Jr. said.
Senior tearfully looked up as her son ran up and hugged her tight.
And so she sang:
"Hey there, little man.
Things aren't goin' accordin' to plan.
But I won't give up on you.
'Cause you're my little dude."
Three years went by and Lynn was holding Jr while he coughed and hacked from a cold he caught in the rain looking out for his mom.
"In the pouring rain,
in the falling snow,
Remember son, I love you so.
You carry on with your plan,
'Cause you're Mama's little man."
In his teens Lynn Jr. was as althetic and toned as his mother, and joined up with a group protecting humanity's remnants from the bimbos and raiders plauging the land. Lynn urged her son to go with everything he had as he carried his broken legged mom to safety.
"Soldier boy, so far from home,
Know no matter where you roam,
Just know with me you have a home,
Because you are my son,
and I love you so..."
Years and years, went by, and Lynn Jr. was no a man with two kids sitting beside the fifty year old Lynn Sr. in her final moments, as he tearfully sang.
"Mother dear,
it's all lead us here.
My oh my,
i-it's time to say goodbye.
B-but just know,
I-I L-love you soooooooo."
Lynn Sr. closed her eyes and passed on, greeted by her friends and Colin in heaven as Lynn Jr. sobbed his eyes out.