There was no answer, but Nick wasn’t worried as sometimes they got home before he did, because they were sometimes driving their library around on the other side of town.

He flicked on the lights, which thankfully weren’t very bright, and was able to see Belle asleep on the couch and Kelly sitting under the coffee table. They wear wearing an apron, and Kelly appeared to have smears of something on his face. Confused about this Nick hung his coat up on the rack, before going and picking his son up.

‘Now. What is it you’ve been doing today, Kelly?’

Kelly pointed at the kitchen bench, where a small cake was sitting under a glass cover. 

Oh, no wonder they were tired. They were probably exhausted from trying not to burn the house down.