Mommy Chastain- Coping With Not Having A Mother

Story 1:
>have Mommyfu Chastain
>it's night time
>got my Samurai Jack playing on the TV
>she opens the door and walks to the bed
>kisses me on the head, I reach up and hug, she hugs me back
>"Goodnight sweetheart, you sleep well okay? I love you."
>m-mommy you forgot
>she smiles, pulls my covers down, pulls up my shirt
>blows a raspberry on my tummy, I giggle which makes her giggle
>she sighs a contented sigh, looks me in the eyes
>"Hmm, I think you forgot something too honey."
>w-wha-
>she puts her armpit over my face and says
>"Stinky pit attack!"
>i giggle and laugh, she pulls away laughing
>hug one more time
>she kisses me on the head one more time
>walks over to my door, turns off the light, and walks out
>before shutting the door, she leans in
>"Goodnight buddy, sweet dreams."
>goodnight mommy, I love you!
>she shuts the door gently, turns the hallway light off, I hear her footsteps as she walks back upstairs

She would then go upstairs and maybe have a couple of adult drinks (liquor) before going to bed.
It would just be mommy and me, happy as can be.
[spoiler]Mommy's little boy, her pride and joy.[/spoiler]

Story 2:
>2:30 PM
>Mommy Chastain picks me up from school on a cloudy day, in which it's not pouring but drizzling lightly
>"How was your day pal?"
>it was okay mommy
>"What did you learn?"
>nothing
>mommy giggles
>mommy drives, but it's not the normal way she takes home
>we end up at the park
>no one here but us since it's rainy day and we both love rain
>"Come on sweetheart, play in the rain with mommy!"
>I laugh and climb out of the car
>before even getting into the park we have tons of fun in the parking lot, jumping up in down in the puddles
>mommy makes a bigger splash because she's bigger, but I'm better at jumping at angles so as to splash her legs
>we laugh and jogs after each other, trying to kick water towards each other but failing
>before we head into the park, mommy remembers to open the car and grab me a jacket
>I sigh, and tell her I don't need one, but she insists so I don't catch a cold
>we walk into the playground, and mommy asks what we should do first
>the slides are too wet mommy, but the teeter totter looks dry
>we walk over to the tater totter and wipe the water off where we'll be sitting
>mommy sits at the back, I climb in the seat closer to her on the opposite side, but she tells me to sit on the furthest one
>why mommy?
>"That way you can push me higher sweetie"
>I giggle and climb on the furthest seat
>"Ready?"
>yeah!
>mommy pushes off the ground, I sink down
>mommy pulls her legs in and drops with all of her weight, sends me shooting up fast
>i laugh and mommy laughs with me
>we try desperately to push each other high enough to make the other say stop
>eventually mommy says I need to slow down, I'm so strong I'm pushing her too high
>years later I would realize this was an exaggeration, but it was still all okay
>we slow down, and end up looking at each other
>mommy stands up and walks over to me, think she's going to hug me
>she inches just close enough to poke me at yells "You're it!"
>i laugh and jump off the teeter totter, and sprint after mommy
>she is really fast, and splashing lots of water where ever she steps
>she runs up the slide set to the top
>i chase her up, and she has nowhere to go but down the wet slide
>i think i've got her trapped, but she slides down just as I get to the top
>she keeps running, i slide down too and get my tushie all wet, but i can see mommy's jeans are soaked too
>maybe this slows her down enough that i'm able to catch her but when I do she has led me back to the car
>i tag her and yell you're it!
>she turns, exhaling loudly, and before I can run off she grabs me and gives me a big hug
>"Mommy's tired sweetie, and soaking wet. I don't want to catch a cold either, let's head home and have some hot cocoa okay?"
>I nod my head enthusiastically, and climb into the back of the car
>do up my seat belt because mommy wants me to be safe
>we start driving home
>"You're pretty quick buddy, one of these days you're gonna be as fast your old momma"
>I laugh and say, you think so?
>"Oh yeah buddy, I'm sure you'll be even faster one day!"
>i giggle excitedly as we pull into the driveway, anticipating a night of hot chocolate and cuddling while watching a movie

Story 3:
>Mommy works a lot to provide for us, not sure what she does but something at an office with computers
>she works so much that she gets tired a lot more than regular moms do
>during the day on weekends mommy likes to take naps in her big bed
>if I get bored, mommy is okay with me coming in and snuggling with her
>I like to snuggle with mommy because I feel safer that way
>also, mommy's room has dark sheets of paper taped up over the windows, so it's always dark
>lots of times mommy and I end up playing a game of spiders when I crawl into bed with her
>I open the door slowly and can hear mommy snoring lightly, I hate to bother her but I can't help it
>mommy?
>the snoring stops and mommy says, "Yeah, honey?"
>can I get in bed?
>"Of course sweetheart"
>I shuffle over and crawl into bed with mommy
>first thing I do is give mommy a hug, she's very warm since she's been under the covers for a while, but very soft
>the sheets and pillows smell like mommy, it makes me feel very safe
>I roll away from mommy and lie on the pillow next to her with my eyes closed
>I feel a tickle on my leg, and start giggling
>what was that mommy?
>"I don't know sweetie, what was what?"
>I feel another quick tickle on my arm, and then my belly, which makes me start giggling
>mommy there's something in the bed I say giggling
>mommy starts smiles and turns to me, "What is it sweetie?"
>i don't know mommy, it feels like this
>i poke mommy's tummy
>she laughs at i feel another tickle on the my side, then a few more that make me start rolling around laughing
>"Oh that, that's the spiders sweetie, you gotta catch them if you want them to stop!"
>I know that it's really just mommy tickling me, but she's really good at pretending it isn't her
>i keep feeling tickles and trying to catch mommy's hands, eventually I do while we're both laughing
>it was you mommy!
>"No it wasn't, I was trying to catch a spider that was on you!"
>we laugh together and I hug mommy
>bury my face in her neck and smell her, smells like mommy
>we both look up at the ceiling, mommy has her eyes closed
>on the wall just above mommy's bed is a taped of drawing of a bunny I made for mommy
>do you like my drawing mommy? I'm not a good drawer but I did it for you
>"I love it sweetie, makes mommy feel special"
>you are special, you're the best mommy ever!
>Mommy smiles and we hug one more time, and I fall asleep in her arms, safe

Story 4:
Recommended music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xycvAXycSdY
>it's Friday
>Mommy picks me up from school like every other day, but we're both excited because it's friday
>Fridays are mommy and I's favorite days because every friday we go to our favorite mexican restaurant
>we usually go home and watch a few cartoons like Codename Kids Next Door, or play the Sims 2 together for a while before we go eat
>the place is close enough that we can ride bike there, but it's winter so mommy drives us
>it's 5 PM or so, but in December the sun goes down so early that it's already dark by the time we're there
>the restaurant is a small, cozy, dark, family owned short order place
>you walk up to the counter and watch the cook make your food, telling him what you want as you go
>mommy and I always get big burritos and cherry coke
>the restaurant is decorated with multi-colored lights, and there's always a radio faintly playing slow salso/hispanic music, which to me sounds a lot like Christmas music
>it's a very comfy atmosphere, and we always sit by the window, usually just mommy and me in the restaurant
>we watch out the window, watch the snow, and talk about school, about movies, video games, I listen to mommy's stories from when she was younger, we joke around a lot
>mommy teaches me a bit about politics, how the government works, I even tell mommy about my first crush at school
>she gives me advice on how to win her over, but I tell her she's the only girl I need
>mommy laughs and tells me that when I grow up, I'll know the difference
>we eat our big burritos, mommy drinks lots of cherry coke and I always get up to get her refills since she got jalapenos in her burrito
>after dinner the cook takes our plates, but we sit there and drink soda and talk for a while after
>she tells me stories about Dad, and what a good guy he was
>i'm sorry you have to tell stories like this mommy, it must make you sad to think about
>"Don't think like that buddy, it's always better to be remembered than forgotten, right?"
>you're right mommy
>"Dad would be so proud of you sweetie"
>I smile, and tell mommy that Dad probably would be proud of what a good job mommy's done
>"I sure hope so hun", mommy smiles, "Let's go home and play Bioshock okay honey?"
>I nod excitedly, wanting to see where the game ends up next. It was the first video game I had played/seen mommy play that I felt had a story with substance

Story 5:
Recommended music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=dhzxQCTCI3E
>around Christmas time
>Mommy Chastain and I just put up the tree, with all our favorite ornaments
>have our old radio playing our local Christmas station's music
>have batman ornaments
>oscar meyer weiner truck ornaments
>Robin ornament
>cute dogs my mommy got when she was young
>framed pictures of me, mommy and me, and of mommy and daddy when he was still alive
>she is teary eyed when hanging the last one, but I tell mommy it's okay, he is in a better place and he loves us while I hug her around the waist
>she ruffles my hair and tells me I'm right
>mommy has me helps wrap the multi-colored lights around the tree
>once it's all done, mommy plugs the lights into the outlet and turns off the living room lights
>it looks beautiful
>chestnuts roooooasting... on an open fireeee...
>nothing but good feelings for mommy and me
>it's getting kind of late, but it's Friday night so mommy let's me stay up and watch her play Bioshock 1
>she listens to all of the audio logs and explains what the more adult things mean [spoiler]like what the egg is, and how Jack was made synthetically by Andrew Ryan and the dancer[/spoiler]
>in Arcadia we both jump when the transporting magic splicer's shadow appears behind you when you look at the mask
>we enjoy each other's company and I end up resting my head in mommy's lap while she plays
>eventually I drift off, but wake up a little later when mommy gets scared by a Big Daddy turning the corner just as she swings her wrench, accidentally hitting him
>I giggle and laugh innocently, taking in the sight of the TV and the christmas lights lighting the room faintly
>mommy holds me tight, and tells me it's bed time
>i see the clock on the stove when she picks me up and carries me to my bedroom, it is 12:30 AM, too late for me to be up
>but mommy loves her video games, got caught up in them
>she lays me down in bed, tucks me in, and kisses me on the head
>don't go play without me mommy, I don't want to miss the story!
>"Of course I won't sweetie, we'll play again tomorrow night okay?"
>okay mommy!
>she hugs me and gives me one more kiss on the head, walks over to the door and shuts it gently
>I hear her footsteps as she walks to the living room and opens the fridge, probably to grab a drink and watch Adult Swim late at night
>I drift off knowing I'm safe and sound with mommy in the other room
>I dream that night of daddy being home and sitting around the tree with us, watching us play Bioshock too

Story 6:
Recommended Music:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A3smUEzIqiI
>Mommy Chastain works at a computer place
>really good with computers
>full of really cool people, she really likes her coworkers, and the company is so cool that when Iron Man came out they rented a theater just for their employees and let them bring guests
>mommy picks me up from school early, it's a cloudy, rainy day
>ask mommy why she picked me up so early
>"My work rented out a theater, we're gonna go see Iron Man buddy"
>get pretty excited, not huge into superheroes but getting out of school in the middle of a rainy day to see a movie with mommy is awesome
>mommy drives us down town, they rented out the nicest theater possible
>we go inside, mommy gets us both drinks, she gets a large popcorn for us to share, and I get some muncha crunch
>we sit down in the theater, get comfortable, and attendants come by and pass comics out to everyone
>read Iron Man comic together while we wait for the movie to start, mommy likes the art
>enjoy the movie together, everyone laughs a lot and loves it, everyone has a good time
>after the movie, mommy says we should go eat somewhere
>mommy cracks open her umbrella puts her arm around my shoulder, we walk around looking for a nice restaurant to eat
>"What are you in the mood for buddy?"
>tell mommy I like mexican, burritos are fantastic
>we find a fancy mexican restaurant
>we go inside and sit down, light jazz is playing
>waiter takes our order, we both get diet coke
>we look through the menu
>mommy, what's a chimichanga?
>"It's like a burrito, but after it's made, you drop it in grease and deep fry it. They're delicious, but you usually eat them with silverware as opposed to your bare hands."
>that sounds pretty good... but I really like burritos, I'm going to get a grilled chicken burrito
>mommy gets a fajita platter
>we wait and listen to the jazz, and talk about how fancy the restaurant is
>they serve us free chips and salsa, which is delicious but a little spicy so I drink through my diet coke and keep needing refills
>mommy laughs at me and tells me I need to slow down
>the waiter brings me my burrito, but it's covered in a red sauce so I have to eat it with a knife and fork, it's delicious anyways
>when they bring out mommy's fajitas, they hold it above their head while the meat sizzles
>it smells delicious
>"You want to see something cool buddy?"
>yeah mommy!
>mommy makes little burritos by rolling up the tortillas she got with the sizzling meat and vegetables, she makes 4 of them
>she eats them and lets me have one in exchange for some of my burrito
>mommy, why do some people hold hands before they eat?
>"It's called saying grace sweetheart. Some people are religious, and before they eat they're meant to thank their God for the food they have."
>why don't we thank God mommy?
>"Well personally I'm not religious sweetheart. Not everyone is, and it's totally okay to not be. Whether somoene does or doesn't believe in God doesn't matter, you be nice to them anyways."
>I nod and listen, mommy is very smart, knows a lot about a bunch of things
>by the time we're done eating it's dark, so we together back to the car and drive home
>on the way home I wonder why God would take Dad away, or if he exists and if I should be praying
>later that night at bed time, when mommy comes in to tuck me in I ask mommy why she isn't religious
>she kneels on the floor, next to me while I lie in bed
>"I'm not religious because it's not how I was raised. Most people are raised Christian going to church, Jewish going to synogogue, and so on. My parents weren't religious so I guess I'm not either."
>do you think if God was real Dad would still be here?
>mommy thinks for a second, and says, "I'm not sure sweetie. Maybe"
>he loves you lots mommy
>Mommy smiles, "I know he did, and he loved you the most little guy"
>she kisses me on the head and whispers goodnight, mommy sounds kind of sad
>I love you mommy, good night, sweet dreams!
>"I love you too, honey, you sleep tight okay?"
>mommy closes the door gently

Story 7:
>normal Saturday
>Mommy Chastain is sitting on computer drinking her coffee
>I am playing with action figures in the other room, but get tired of it and walk to the computer room
>hey mommy? I'm bored
>"Hi bored, I'm mommy"
>i giggle and run over to her, she picks me up and puts me on her lap
>"What do you want to do, bored?"
>i don't know mommmy what should we do?
>mommy wraps her arms around my tummy and kisses my head
>"Well how about we play a game of hide and seek?"
>that sounds fun!
>"I think so too, give mommy a kiss and then I'll go hide. You count to 15 and come look for me."
>I turn and smooch mommy on the cheek, then stand up and cover my eyes, one, two, three...
>hear mommy jog away quickly
>fifteen! I start looking for mommy, first checking the closet of the computer room
>she's not in here, didn't think so
>i walk into the hallway, check the hallway closet, then the bathroom
>still no mommy
>i walk into mommy's room and look around, check under the bed, behind the bed
>no mommy
>walk into mommy's bathroom, she is standing there with a towel over her head
>I laugh and pull it off, mommy is smiling and picks me up for a hug
>"You found me!"
>we are both laughing, I hug mommy and bury my face in her neck
>smells like mommy
>i love you mommy, you're funny
>"I love you too sweet boy"

Story 8:
>it is a snowy night somewhere between Thanksgiving and New Year's Eve, the time of the year where everything is right in a child's eyes
>Mommy Chastain is playing Jedi Knight: Jedi Outcast on the computer while I sit on the floor next to her watching
>we laugh at how outrageous the deaths are when you have the realistic combat cheat on
>I ask if I can play, mommy says later
>I get up and walk down the hall to the living room, pick up a toy gun and start running around making shooting noises
>I am gunning down bad guys to save mommy
>jump up and down, off the couch and back, land like Spiderman when I jump off the couch
>pewpew pewpew
>get so caught up in playing that I don't hear mommy coming down the hall
>"Whathca doing sweetie?"
>i'm playing save mommy
>"Who are you saving mommy from?"
>the bad guys, mommy!
>she giggles, holding her arm behind her back
>"What if the bad guys are actually working for me?"
>I gasp
>"And you fell for my plot like a regular sucker."
>mommy pulls her hand out from behind her back, holding a toy light saber
>she whips it, sending a red blade flying out, while saying, "bzzzz"
>pewpew, I shoot my gun at mommy, but she twirls her lightsaber and deflects my shots, "bzz, bzz" she says
>I drop the gun and clamber to the couch, stick my hand underneath and pull out my light saber, whipping it open
>mine is blue, I swing at mommy
>mommy deflects
>we swing back and forth, blocking each others strikes for a while
>mommy sticks out her empty hand and says, "force push"
>I fall backwards and drop my lightsaber
>mommy hurries over, grabs it off the ground and holds hers and mine to my neck
>"Give up, jedi, or suffer the consequences"
>what are the consequences mommy?
>mommy starts pointing the lightsabers down towards my belly
>"Tickles!"
>mommy drops the lightsabers and kneels down to tickle my belly, I giggle
>In between laughter I tell mommy I'll get her next time since she is a Sith
>she hugs me and I hug back
>mommy loves me, and I love her
>and everything is okay