I own nothing. Post PP. They are all in their 20's.

Danny thought baby sitting Tucker junior would be easy. He had no clue that this was going to be the longest night of his life. The worst part was that his wife of two years was on a business trip. Sam warned him never to watch his nephew by himself. Some halfas never learn.

6:00 P.M.

"Danny, I swear if we come back and even a single hair is out of place on my precious baby, you will be fully dead!"

"Jazz, I got this. I mean, how hard is it to watch a two year old?"

"Fine. Just be careful. We will be back at 10!"

Jazz and Tucker walked out of the room barley hearing Danny's reply of," Don't do anything I wouldn't do!"

(Tucker and Jazz out side)

"He has no clue what he volunteered for, does he?"

"Not a one. If you don't put that PDA up, you will be sleeping on the couch."

"Awe, man!"

(Back inside with Danny and T.J.)

"Let's see now. What does your OCD mommy have on the ToDo list?"

ToDo

6:00 Feed

6:30 Bath

7:00 Turn on his favorite movie

8:37 Turn the movie back on or he will cry

9:14 Turn the movie on again, but turn off the light this time

10:00 Give him too me feed and clean!

"Why do you need to watch the same movie three times?"

"Fun!"

"Well that's good enough for me. It is only 6:15. I should probably feed you now."

It took half an hour to get 1/4 of the food inside T.J., 1/4 on Danny, and 1/2 everywhere else including: the couch, high chair, table, and the ceiling.

"Now I understand why the put bath after feed. Come on T.J. It's bath time."

"Pway!"

"No bath."

"Pway!"

45 minutes later, a soaked Danny covered in bubbles came out of the bathroom holding a very sleepy T.J.

Danny sat T.J. down and turned intangible. "Okay. So now I'm clean and dead. When Sam gets home, you're explaining this. I still don't know you convinced me to add bubbles."

"Your plan."

"Don't tell you mother that. Jazz would kill me, and Tucker would just laugh and take pictures of Jazz killing me."

T.J. stayed awake threw his movie twice. Danny, on the other hand, fell asleep only to be woken by with T.J. crying or Jazz and Tucker arriving to get him.

"Danny, you know Sam is going to kill you when she sees the house," stated a simi-annoyed Jazz.

"Look your son is fee, clean, and happy. Please, just take him and go. I never want to do this again!"

"What about when you have your own kids?"

"That won't be for a long time."

"Danny, I came home early. I found out something exciting and I just couldn't wait to tell you. Oh hey, Jazz," said Sam as she entered the ruined home.

"It wasn't my fault. T.J. did it."

Tucker, Jazz, and T.J. left the room thinking that a horrible fight was about to start. They had to be home anyway.

"Danny, I'm not mad. The house is going to look like this quiet often now."

"Sam, what are you talking about? We don't have any kids."

"You are just as clueless as you were when we are 14. Someone you know and love is pregnant."

"Is it Jazz? It better not be Jazz. I can't handle another Tucker junior."

"It isn't Jazz."

"Val?"

"No."

"My mom."

"No!"

"Paulina?"

"I'm just going to tell you."

"But, I'm not done guessing. Is it Star?"

"No! It's me!"

"Oh." Danny didn't seem surprised at first. Sam was starting to worry until Danny completely fainted and fell to the ground.

"That's the reaction I expected."

Danny's only he thought when he woke was I guess it isn't as long a way off as I thought it was.