TITLE: "Go Team Go" (1/5)

AUTHOR: Cindy ()
RATING: A
CHARACTERS: Piper and the Gang

SUMMARY: Piper wants an extra curricular activity

POV: Toby's

DISCLAIMER: The characters used from the West Wing do not belong to me; they are the property of Aaron Sorkin.

FOLLOWS: Mr. Mom

**1**

"Is you listening to me?"

"No."

"Why not?"

"Because I'm trying to watch the basketball game."

"But they is just sweaty stinky boys who isn't real."

"Of course they're real," I reached for the popcorn that I had sitting on the table in my favourite bowl.

"No they isn't. They's on TV."

"That doesn't mean they are not real Piper. Real people go on television."

"Is Elmo real then?"

"No Elmo's a puppet."

"Then how does he talk?"

"Piper," I sighed. "I'm trying to watch the game."

"Well then I guess we got ourselves a dollahema because I'm trying to talk to you."

I glanced at my daughter and laughed out loud, "Did you just try to say dilemma?"

"Yes," she replied making a face.

I reached for the remote and bent downwards to scoop Piper up into my arms. "Okay little one. Let's talk."

Her face expressed pure joy and I knew that I had made the right choice. Sometimes I tend to forget that she is just a kid who gets lonely for attention. Basketball can wait.

"I want to know more about the real people on TV."

"Okay. Mommy is on TV and she's real."

"Mommy's a star?" Piper gasped.

"No," I chuckled.

"Yes she is," my wife CJ said as she passed through the family room carrying our son Keegan.

"Good for you mommy," Piper applauded.

"Why thank you baby. How about you clap me into your pajama's. It's time for bed."

Piper jumped down from my lap and ran up towards her room. I stepped up beside my wife and she handed Keegan off to me. "You lie," I whispered teasing her.

"No I didn't."

"Since when did your occupation make you a star?"

"I get recognized," she answered defensively.

"By other members of the press doesn't count," I smothered my son with a half dozen kisses. I loved the way he smelled. Well atleast the clean smell, the other smell I think we should have him checked for. How something that rotten can come out of someone so small is beyond me.

"You're just jealous that's all," CJ said bringing us back to the topic at hand.

"Pfft."

"Anyway I'm changing the subject for a minute. After we get the kids to bed we need to sit down and discuss Keegan and Piper's baptism."

"Why? We've already decided that they are getting baptized, hence it has already been discussed," I flipped Keegan over my arm because I could feel him doing his thing and I didn't want it on me for the umpteenth time.

"By the way, your son needs to be changed."

CJ turned around to face me, "Why is it he's my son when his butt needs changing?"

"Because it works better for me that way," I smiled back.

"Well not for me buddy," CJ grabbed a diaper and tossed it at me. "I'll meet you in Piper's room," she winked and turned back to the stairs.

I had caught the diaper with my free arm since I still had Keegan dangling over the other arm. "I promise you my dear boy I'll remind you of this moment during my wedding toast to you. Trust me when I say this."

Once I had the human poop machine tucked into his crib I joined CJ and Piper who were just beginning to read Snow White. I have heard this story so many times I could swear I'm even in the story. And no not Grumpy.

"Does Mrs. Poyton have to come tomorrow?"

"Yes Piper. She comes everyday. By now you should know that."

"But I doesn't like her mommy. She's mean."

"She's not mean she's just old and set in her way."

"Oh well that's comforting CJ," I said sarcastically.

"And she smells funny," Piper added in giggling.

"She does not," CJ said surprised that Piper would even say such a thing.

"Actually I think she smells kind of rancid myself."

CJ hit me with the book, "Don't say that. Mrs. Poyton is a great lady and she was very hard to get too I might add."

"You wanted her," I sang.

CJ glared at me, "I didn't see you complaining buddy. Maybe another trip down Vaseline lane might make you think otherwise?"

I cleared my throat, "We are lucky to have Mrs. Poyton Piper. Let's try and remember that."

"I'll try daddy. But I think it might be easier if we put an air freshener on her big bum."

"Piper!" CJ practically yelled out. "That's not nice."

That was all I needed to hear before I started laughing. CJ joined in even though she was trying hard not to. My wife leaned over to me and said through her laughter, "We are such bad people."

"Mommy let's read. My eyes are trying to close and I can't fight it anymore."

CJ and I bolted upwards and we couldn't get the book open fast enough.

**2**

I was half awake in my office when Josh stopped by. "Hey Toby do you got a minute?"

I was slumped over my laptop and I sat upright once he stepped in, "Sure."

"Were you just sleeping?"

"No," I chuckled him off.

"Yes you were."

"Josh I was hardly sleeping."

"Yes you were I saw you," he said smiling.

"Okay you're minutes up," I said turning my attention to my laptop. He stopped badgering me.

"I've got to run up to the hill but I forgot that I've got a meeting with Shepherd. Can you take it?"

"Sorry I can't," I responded shaking my head no. "I've got to see Leo in ten minutes."

Josh sighed looking disturbed. Suddenly he came across a new idea. "Hey what about that Gill guy? Do you think he could do it?"

I knew whom he meant and I was rather ticked that he had to learn his proper name, "Will," I corrected.

"Will what?"

"His name is Will not Gill."

"Oh okay. That explains why he ignores me when I call out to him," Josh rubbed his hair and leaned against the wall. "So do you think Will will?" Josh laughed at what he had said.

"I think you're better off asking him yourself. I'm sure he's in there under all those bikes still," I smirked at Josh who just waved me off and left.

I glanced at what I had written so far. It was the date. This was going to be a long day.

**Leo's Office **

I was waiting in Leo's office when he come flying in, "Toby," he said acknowledging me as he headed over to his desk.

I crossed my right leg over, "Leo."

"Sorry I'm behind. The President needed me. You haven't been here long have you?"

"No I just got here," I lied. I've been sitting in this uncomfortable chair going on fifteen minutes now.

Leo looked up at me from behind his desk and held his hand out while his other hand reached for the phone.

I looked behind me and then back at Leo. What was it he was hoping I was going to be giving him? When I didn't hand him anything he looked at me once more. "You brought he speech with you didn't you?"

The speech? Good God. Not the one with only a date on it's page. "Uh," I shifted again in my seat. "The speech?"

"It's done isn't it?" Leo stared at me. After a few seconds, "Please tell me you've finished the speech for the President Toby."

"Almost," I lied for the second time. I'm going to Hell. No stopping for two hundred dollars on my journey.

"What do you mean by almost?" Leo asked me skeptically.

"Not quite," I answered under my breath.

Leo released a heavy sigh, "Toby you know he gets when he doesn't have the ability to read through these things beforehand."

"Leo I'll have it done. Don't worry."

"You better. Because I'm not going to have the President harping on me and you know he's going to harp if he doesn't get it early enough for re-writes."

I put on my offended face, "Are you implying that he isn't going to like it and demand a re-write?"

Leo just left me to answer that one on my own. "Before you go back to your office Abbey would like to see you for a few minutes."

"Do you know what it may be regarding? You know kind of give me the scoop before I get sucked into something I'm not going to like?"

Leo released his serious face and relinquished a smile, "CJ's baby shower."

I took his serious face now, "Her what?"

"Baby shower. Abbey and the girls want to throw CJ a shower."

"For what?"

Leo shrugged, "The baby! I don't know."

"Great," I mumbled. This can't be good if they're coming to me. I stood up and told Leo I'd have the speech on his desk by end of the day tomorrow.

I stepped out of Leo's office and found Margaret waiting for me, "Toby the President would like to see you for a few minutes."

"When?" I asked her not really caring.

"He said now," she replied quickly and rushed back to the safety of her desk. Don't tell me he wants to have a shower too. I headed for the Oval Office.

Debbie was behind her desk when I came through. I was about to say that he had called for me when she spoke up first. "I know he summoned you. They're both inside waiting for you."

"Both?" I asked as I cleared my throat.

"The President and Charlie," she answered not even glancing my way.

"Charlie's in there too?" I asked pointing to the Oval Office.

"That's what I said."

I smacked my lips together and entered the office. Like Debbie had said both Bartlet and Charlie were inside waiting for me. "Toby," Bartlet waved me in.

"You wanted to see me Sir?"

"Yes Toby. Please have a seat."

I looked at Charlie's way. He leaned against the table and folded his arms. I gulped anticipating one of them to jump me for some strange reason. "Is there a problem Mr. President?"

Bartlet shook his head no, "I don't think so. Should there be Toby?" Mind games. I hate when he plays minds games with me.

I gave a nervous laugh, "There shouldn't be no Sir. So I'm going to ask why Charlie looks like he's expecting a brawl?"

Bartlet looked Charlie's way and then back to me. "He's upset Toby. Do you know why?"

"No."

Bartlet watched me as I soon began to fidget in my seat. I had no doubt that I could take Charlie down. But the President was a different story. He had the Secret Service on his side. Who could beat that?

"There's been some talk Toby," Bartlet began.

"A lot of talk," Charlie said from his stance. My eyes darted from Bartlet to Charlie and then back to Bartlet.

"What kind of talk?"

"About a christening."

"I'm sorry Mr. President. Did you say christening?"

He nodded yes and then sat down across from me giving me his intimidating expression. I looked at Charlie and laughed as I glanced back to the President. "You two brought me in here to talk about a christening?"

Charlie moved in closer nodding his head as he did so. The President nodded yes as well. "What could you possibly want to talk to me about? Reservations?"

"We're tired of being shafted," Charlie said.

"Shafted?" I practically cried. "For what?"

Bartlet encouraged Charlie to speak up and he did, "Josh and Sam are in the running as Piper and Keegan's godfather's aren't they?"

I couldn't believe we were having this conversation. "You've got to be kidding me."

"I'm not about to stand by and get passed over. I want a chance. I'll audition. I'll even baby-sit. Whatever it takes."

I started laughing. This was obviously some kind of a joke. "Okay you guys had me going," I laughed.

Leo entered through the adjoining entrance he had with the President. "Did I miss anything?"

"You're just in time Leo," Bartlet said to the Chief of Staff.

I was stunned. They were not kidding around. They were actually serious. "Let me get this straight. You guys are serious?"

"Of course we're serious man," Charlie shouted out. "We want a role to ourselves."

"What?" I shook my head and placed my hands over my face to cover my confusion.

"All we're asking for Toby is as simple as this. We don't think it's fair that Josh and Sam get all the good stuff in your kids lives. We're a part of their lives too and we love and adore them and we want some important roles," Leo explained.

"Important roles," I repeated not believing that's what he said.

"Yes. Like Charlie here would like to be Godfather," Bartlet said motioning to Charlie.

"And is it so wrong for me to be Uncle Leo?" Leo asked me in a tone I'd only heard him use with the kids.

"You ARE Uncle Leo," I said to Leo. I turned to Charlie, "And you're Uncle Charlie."

Leo and Charlie shook their heads. "He's Papa Jed," I called out pointing to the President. They agreed on that.

"I'm getting a migraine," I said rubbing my temples.

"Piper and Keegan just call us by our first names. We don't get anything special," Charlie informed me.

"First off Keegan can't speak," I reminded them. "And second," there was no second. When I took more than a few for myself I realized they were right. Piper called them Leo and Charlie. CJ and I did as well in front of her.

"What's that Toby?" Bartlet asked knowing full well I'd come to the realization of it all. He smiled at me and patted my knee. "We're not trying to give you a hard time. We understand you're close to Sam and Josh. And we don't want to come between that."

"But you named Keegan after them and they're already Uncles. Can't you give us something too?" Leo inquired.

"Or atleast just consider us? That's all we're asking for," Charlie said.

"Yeah," Leo and the President said in unison.

I raised my arms in defeat. "Okay you win. I'll tell CJ all of this and we'll make sure that things are changed."

"Are you serious?" Charlie was now asking me.

"Yes."

"Cool. I might get to be Uncle Charlie."

"Charlie, you already are."