#911 christopher

Eddie: It’s only 8:00 P.M. I’m assuming Maddie has Theo. And what do you have in that book-bag? A gun?

Buck: No. Cookies.

Eddie: Why the big bag then?

Buck: Because now I have a 5 year old in the house who has a sixth sense for my baking and immediately goes to steal what I make. So I have to hide them. Which stresses me out. So then I bake more.

Eddie: Don’t tell me that entire bag is filled with them.

Buck: Told you. Stressed.

Chris, from his room: ARE THOSE COOKIES I SMELL?

Eddie: Dear god, both of our kids have a sixth sense for them.

Buck, sighing: At least this one won’t bounce off the walls after one cookie.

Eddie: Yeah?

Christopher: *Mumbling* Not you. The other one

Eddie: Buck!

Buck: Hey what’s up?

Eddie: Chris needs you

Christopher: I need help on my aquatic animals paper for science class

Buck: Ooh my specialty.

Eddie: ……Wait a second, were you calling Buck dad?

Christopher: Should I not? Is papa better so you guys won’t get confused?

Buck: Uhh

Eddie: ……You know what, yeah.

Buck: What?

Eddie: What do you prefer something else

helen: coming chris!

chris: wait

helen: is that?

chris: THATS MY DADS!

helen: chris you only have one dad?

chris: no, buck is also my dad

helen: YOUR DAD IS DATING BUCK?!

chris:

Eddie: You did WHAT–