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Buck instantly breathed a sigh of relief that his kid, Theo wasn't being bullied. But immediately after, the stress set in of having to now explain to a four-year old what ADHD & disabilities meant. God how does he do that? Buck looked to Eddie, pleading look on his face for his best friend to step in. But before Eddie could, Christopher spoke up.

"It's not a bad thing Theo. If someone is diasbled, it just means that they have a disability." "What's that? Is that like what mommy & daddy had and then they left?" Theo asked, suddenly cautious. "No!" Buck interjected immediately. "No, buddy it just means that uhm people with disabilities, well, they're born a bit different and need a bit more help to do things." "I have one too Theo." Chris added on, picking up his previous conversation. "I have a physical disability, which means my body isn't really working how other people's body works. That's why I have crutches and my chair to help me. But you, well you have a disability that's about your brain. it just works faster and in a more fun way than most people. That's why it's hard for you to sit still during bath time but when it's game time you're reallly good at being focused."

Chris didn't know if any of what he was saying was helping Theo, but he knew his lil brother needed to know that there was nothing wrong with him. He also knew that his dads would probably try to be nice but talk around the issue rather than say it like it is and Chris really didn't want to do that to Theo. If Chris had looked up at his dads, he would have seen that both Eddie and Buck were looking at him with so much pride in their eyes.

"So... your body doesn't work right, and my brain doesn't work right?" Theo asked, his face looking curious albeit a bit sad.

"Different. There's nothing right or wrong about our brains and body. They just work different to other people." Christopher clarified, insistant.

Eddie noticed Buck's eyes tearing up and Eddie couldn't say he didn't feel the swell of tears himself.

"Your brain is awesome because it's your brain. It's just different from most people's. But that doesn't mean it's bad. I love it." Chris reaffirmed again. "It just means we're special?" Theo asked, now wide with awe in his eyes. "Yea, Theo. It just means we're special. And sometimes we need more help than other people but it NEVER means that we're bad. I love helping you remember things, and you love helping me walk up stairs right?" Chris questioned, knowing how much Theo loved to help Chris, especially with his physio exercises. "YEA!" Theo shouted. "And you don't think it's weird I talk funny?" "NO! You talk like CHRIS and I love CHRIS." Theo shouted more enthusiastically this time. By that point, Buck had given into his tears as he sat there trying to hide them just streaming down his face as he grips tight to Eddie's hand under the table. "Well that's good because I think the way you talk Theo is very BUCK-like and I LOVE you and Buck! Even if you two talk very fast." Chris stated matter-of-fact, finally glancing up at his dads, but not acknowledging their sappy tears.

Chimney: Well, Buck has a four year old now. Eddie’s at home with him and Chris. His name’s Theo.

Bobby: A four year old?! How long was I in that facility?! Did I miss them getting together?!

Chimney: It’s been a little over a year. And no, they’re still just friends.

Bobby: …Take me back to that facility. I don’t think I want to deal with this. Give me another year.

“Since when do you not trust me?”

Albert: I feel so loved, I'm ready for another one.

Chim: None of those kids are yours.

Buck: Reminder that you're the uncle.

Maddie: Although you're welcome to get pregnant next.

Albert: If I could get pregnant I would, but sadly I can't, also I'm single.