Keith and Lance are married and have a daughter named Ella who is a force to be reckoned with. :)

The night was quiet. The perfect time for adults to do adult things while children slept. Finally, time for them to just enjoy the peace before worrying about who will do the dishes from dinner or finish the laundry. Not a glamourous night like most would expect, but those are for when the kids are away and give no risk of barging in unannounced. Yep, it was a normal peaceful night.

That is until a high-pitched scream echoed through the small home.

"Daddy!"

Lance and Keith stopped what tiny chore they were individually doing and stared at each other – Lance with shock and Keith with fear.

Lance's lips curled up in his usual smug fashion when he knew he was about to watch something good.

"Ooh, someone's in trouble," Lance sang out to mock his husband who was about to have his ass handed to him by their very opinionated three-year-old daughter.

Barreling in with tiny stomps, their daughter Ella ran into her fathers' bedroom, a very angry pout on her face. She ran right up to the side of the bed next to where Keith was sitting and folding laundry.

"Daddy! I need-! I need to talk to you right now!" She said very angrily, even though she had the sweetest voice a toddler could have and was having trouble keeping her sandy colored bedhead hair out of her face.

Keith looked at her, still afraid of her tiny, adorable wrath. "Ok? But, you're supposed to be asleep young lady."

"No daddy!" Ella said as she shook her little hand in Keith's face. "We need to talk!"

In the background Lance was having a hard time keeping his laughs contained and knew that he had to do something. That something was to sneak out his phone and video this amazing event for future enjoyment, and maybe some slight blackmail.

"How many-! How many times do I have to remind you to put the seat down so that I can go tee tee without falling in?"

"What?" Was this seriously about someone leaving the seat up in the bathroom?

"I fell in the potty when I went tee tee because, because you left the seat up again." Ella tried to keep her angry mindset, but she kept having to push her hair out of her face and couldn't stop looking around the room as she tried to look for her words. "Why, why can't you remember to put the seat down for when the big girls has to use the potty to go tee tee and poo poo in? Why do I keep, keep having to tell you do it when you could do it yourself?"

Keith didn't know what to do. He hadn't been in his daughter's designated bathroom since her bath time, and he knew that he didn't use the bathroom in there that whole day.

"I'm sorry you fell in the potty. Are you ok?" Keith started to worry about the fact his daughter just ran through the house with possibly wet underwear and pajamas on.

"Daddy you're not listening to me!" Ella snapped as she waved her hand at Keith again. "Why do you keep leaving the seat up? I'm getting tired of reminding you to not do that anymore."

Keith was still clueless on what was going on. He never left the seat up before, and this was the first time since starting Ella's potty-training that she fell into the bowl – that time she was used to having a removable seat on the toilet and just thought it would magically appear if she lifted the seat up.

"Elly, I didn't leave the seat up in your bathroom. Maybe it was papi who did it?"

Lance audibly gasped, giving away his secret taping of his husband's scolding.

"No! I know it wasn't papi!" Ella said as she shook her head, resulting in her having to push her mess of hair out of her face again. "It was you because you were the last one in my bathroom. So why, why do you keep leaving the seat up and not putting it down for when I need to go tee tee?"

Keith wasn't getting out of this, so he thought that he might as well roll with it.

"Well, why don't you just put it down when you see it was left up?"

"Daddy, listen to me!" Keith was in for it now. "I don't want to put it down. That's gross and girls should not have to do that! You need to start putting the seat down when you are done so that I don't fall in the tee tee water. If you don't then I'm going to keep falling in."

"But honey you just have to put it down and you won't fall in."

"Daddy!"

"Yes?"

"You're not listening to me! When you are done with the potty you have to put the seat down for when I need to go in to go tee tee and poo poo. Understand? I'm tired of telling you this!"

"Ok, I understand. I'm sorry." Keith just decided to admit defeat even though he was innocent. There was no way he was going to talk down his daughter when she was mad.

"Good!" Ella walked up right next to Keith and patted his arm. "I love you daddy. You just, just frustrate me sometimes," she said, struggling slightly on the word 'frustrate.' Keith wondered where she had heard that phrase before as he glared at his husband snickering at the other end of the room.

"I love you too." Keith pushed Ella's hair back, finally getting it all out of her face after watching her fail miserably to do it herself. "Do you want me to tuck you back into bed?"

"No!" If she didn't hurt Keith's feelings before with her accusation, that one word did the trick. "I want Kosmo to tuck me in and stay in my room tonight."

At the sound of his name, the space pup perked his head up from where he was sleeping on the bed and looked at Ella. She waved her hand at him to signal to follow her out of the room and he did, careful to follow her closely but not too close to knock her over.

After the two left, Lance's stifled giggles flooded out into full on gut cramping laughs that made him double over on the floor.

"What just happened?" Keith asked, still not sure what exactly happened. He was accused of something he didn't do by his own daughter and then his own pet was picked over him to tuck her back in bed. He's survived the most dangerous, life-threatening situations, but his daughter being angry with him was the one thing that would terrify him and confuse him the most.

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PS: Lance left the seat up.