Her Turn

"Ugh." Brandon groaned. "Ally!" He called. "Come over here."

"I no listen to you!" Allison called back and slammed her door shut as hard as she could... which wasn't hard at all, but the intent was there.

"Allison, come over here." Punk called.

They heard the door open, and Allison walked back over to the table. "Yes Daddy?" Poked her tongue out at Brandon, who rolled his eyes.

"We're going to give Mommy our cards and I want you two to behave while we do that. We can't have Mommy getting upset cause then she'll be...sicker.''

"Yeah Ally, so don't be a baby."

"Shut up, Brandon," Allison said spitefully with a scowl on her face.

Brandon blinked. She'd actually said his name..?

Even Phil looked down at her in shock. "Huh." he said. "Anyway, enough for now. We're going into the room, so be nice...for now."

"Fine." Allison said as she grabbed her drawing and followed Punk. Hoped ripped his on the way.

Punk snorted as he headed to his room and walked inside, going to the bed and checking on Lacy. "Lace?"

"The kids are fighting again, aren't they?" Lacy got out hoarsely from under the covers.

"No, they're being nice to each other." he chuckled. "They made you something."

"No more food." She grumbled.

"It's not food." he snorted. "Show Mommy what you guys made her."

Lacy sat up reluctantly, looking a little out of it from the medicine but cleared her vision to see the cards.

Brandon and Allison showed her their drawings and bragged over which one was the best.

"I think they are both great." Lacy laughed a little and blew them both kisses, since she didn't want to kiss them and make them sick. "Thank you, I love them."

"They wanted to give them to you now and I wanted to make sure you were doing okay."

"I am barely alive," Lacy said wryly.

"So you're doing okay." he joked. "Go back to sleep then."

"If they've eaten lunch, its time for them to nap for a little while." Lacy said laying back down.

"Noooo," Ally complained.

"Yesssssss." he said. "It'll only be for a little bit."

"Naps are for babies." Brandon frowned.

"You're both still babies."

"I'm a man." Brandon nodded.

"Oh are you really? I must have missed that memo." he laughed.

"I can go to the potty by myself, of course I'm a man."

"Oh so then I don't have to help you with anything anymore? Cool."

Brandon blinked. "No you gotta do my cereal and stuff. Milk is heavy."