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"And you'll be good for Lacy's mommy and daddy."

"Good." she giggled happily.

"Good girl." He chuckled and kissed her forehead.

"Any idea where we're going?" Ellie asked.

"Not now, but Punk needs us to occupy him."

"Ohhh." she said. "....so, are we going out with them? Or just sitting out in the living room with Punk?"

"You'll have to ask queen Philip himself."

She stuck her head out to ask him. "Are we um...keeping you company out here or are we going out with you?"

"You're both coming out with us." Punk said. "Double date."

She nodded. "Welp, you heard him." she told Colt.

"So put on something pretty." He joked.

"I guess my bikini is unacceptable." she joked as she put Sophia back to sleep.

"A little." he snorted. "Though I wouldn't mind."

"Maybe later." she said as she grabbed some clothes to change into. "You better get ready before Punk starts yelling." she snorted.

"He can yell at his wife." he shook his head and went out. "Cock blocker." he chucked a pillow at Punk.

Punk smirked and threw the pillow back at him. "That's me."

"Why are you annoying us instead of your wife for her birthday?"

"I already did." he said. "And she's getting ready. I figured I would drag you two out to join us, so you can enjoy a night out." he shrugged.

"How cute," he said dryly.

"I know." he said. "I'm so adorable."

"Not."

"Am." he said. "Don't deny it dear." he smirked.

Ellie came out all dressed and sat with them. "Deny what?" she asked.

"That he finds me adorable." Punk said.

"Not in front of the wife."

She snorted. "Please, I know you two are having an affair behind my back."

Punk smirked. "Glad you're okay with it."

"Youre just trying to get me in the dog house." he snorted.

"Nonsense." Punk said.

Ellie snorted. "Noobs. Where are we going anyway?" she asked.

"Dinner and then...well, you two can leave." he said. "Or go do something. I'm gonna take Lacy to see the fireworks after dinner."

Ellie sighed dreamily. "Awwwww. That is so romantic.' she grinned...then slapped Colt on the arm gently. "You never plan that nice stuff for me." she pouted.

"...I guess you are in the dog house." Punk smirked.

"Well on December 5th I don't know if they're exactly shooting off fireworks." he snorted.