Master Plan

Allison and Brandon had come up with a plan. They'd woken up earlier than everyone else (shocker) and started dragging all of the pillows in the house (even the nice ones) and comforters downstairs into the movie room. They even woke up the twins to steal their comforters.

"jacky, call Mommy and Daddy on the phone." Allison said, pointing to the baby monitor.

"Huh?" Jack asked.

"I'll do it." Brandon rolled his eyes and grabbed the monitor. "Say Mommy."

"Mimi?"

"And Daddy."

"Dada!" Jack exclaimed happily into the monitor.

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"Mimi? Dada!"

Lacy opened her eyes slowly and looked at her phone on the bedside table. It was six in the morning. "Go to sleep." she called out loudly enough for them to hear.

"You gotta c'mere!" Brandon said smartly into the monitor.

He heard it all and sort of whined to himself, since he was sleeping so well. "When they wake up at this ungodly hour, they are clearly your children." Punk groaned as he buried his face in the pillow.

"Go stop them from doing whatever it is they're doing." Lacy muttered and put her arm over her eyes.

"Yes, dear." he said as he got out of bed and went to see what they were up to. "...what is going on here?"

"Daddy!" Ally grinned and went towards him. "...wait... ew, you gotta put clothes on. I can see your panties." she giggled.

He forgot, lol. "Oh um---right. BRB." he said and ran up the stairs to his room and grabbed some sweats to throw on. He then went back downstairs. "Okay. Now, an explanation? Why are you all up so early? We should be sleeping."

"We wanna make a fart!" Ally grinned.

Brandon blinked and let out a snort. "A what?'

"...a fart. With the pillows and stuff. We talked about this." Allison said dully. "Will you help us make the fart, Daddy?"

"A fart?" he asked...and had to think about it. "Ohhhhh, a fort." he said. "It's fort, Ally." he chuckled.

"That's what i said." Allison said. "A fart."

Brandon burst out laughing.

Punk couldn't help but to laugh as well, but he did calm down. "Okay, okay. And yes Princess, I'll help you guys make it."

"Yay!" ally cheered. "We watch cartoons in it and snuggle."

Jack didn't know what was going on, so he just cheered along.

Carly sat on the couch, staring at them all glumly. She was tired and they were all stupid.

"And some of us will nap." he snorted as he started to make the fort.

Brandon and Ally went to help. "We gonna make it big, Daddy?"

"Yup. As big as you guys want it."

"We will make the whole house a fart!"

"Maybe just this room. I think we ran out of pillows."

"There are no more?" Brandon asked.

"You and Mommy got a zillion of 'em!"

These kids knew too much. He chuckled. "Alright, alright. I'll bring some more down after we finish making the fort."

"Will mommy help?"

"If she wants to." he said. "She's a little tired."

"From doin' what?" Ally scoffed.

Brandon snorted.

"Well, she has to take care of four crazy kids when Daddy is on the road." he chuckled. "Plus, she has to cook and clean and all that stuff, so it tires her out."

"I'm not crazy!" Allison giggled.

"You're friggin' nuts." Brandon snorted.

"Nuts!" Jack repeated with a laugh.

"You're all nuts." he snorted. "But I love you the same."

"You're nutser." Ally smirked.