We're at it again

He chuckled a bit. "Ah, sneaking out of your crib." he smirked as he grabbed Brandon and sat him on his lap.

"Don't tell mommy." he giggled. "Why you work out, Daddy? It's night time."

He laughed a bit and nodded. "I know, but I didn't get to work out this morning, so I'm working out now."

"Late." He observed. "Randy say that Mommy drinks. He say it tonight when you were at work. And I say, duh. Mommy drinks water like us. Or she die. Randy stupid," he laughed.

"Yeah, he's a dumb fu---fudge."

"I tell you a secret, Daddy. When mommy tell me to go upstairs, I stay on the stairs to watch tv with mommy. What's a bastard?" he asked curiously.

Punk tensed up slightly and shook his head. "It's a very bad word. It means somebody...that's very mean." he nodded. "That's what Randy is."

Brandon looked as if he were going to cry. "He called me mean?!"

"Mhm, he's a very bad guy." Punk told him as he kissed Brandon's forehead. "I beat him up though for saying that and I made him cry."

"Make him cry like a little girl." he grumbled.

"I sure did." he nodded.

"Anyway." He shook his head. "Mommy was really sad."

"Yeah? What did she do?"

"She say a lot of bad words. Then she call gramma and she cry. She was waiting for you to come home." what happens when babies don't go to bed. lol

Punk shook his head. Orton was a dead man. "Well I will talk to Mommy. For now though, it's wayyyyy past your bedtime and I need to go to bed too." he chuckled.

"Okay Daddy." Brandon yawned. "Tuck me in?"

"Of course." he said.

"Okay. I see you up there." He hopped off of Phil's lap and ran up to his room.

Punk nodded and put his weights away, then turned off the lights and closing the door. He headed to Brandon's room and went to tuck him in. "Alright, sleep time."

"Night Daddy." Brandon snuggled under the covers.

"Night." he said as he kissed his forehead and then left the room, leaving the door slightly open. He headed to his room where Lacy was.

Lacy decided to go to sleep earlier because she didn't want to deal with Phil when he was in a bad mood. It was easier said than done though, and she just ended up tossing and turning.

Punk grabbed some stuff and went to take a quick shower. He came back out ten minutes later and went into bed, wrapping an arm around Lacy. He knew she couldn't sleep. "I'm sorry for snapping at you before."

She tensed a little before relaxing. "It's fine, I guess."

"It's not. Like you said, you didn't do anything. He just really pissed me the fuck off."