So I was rereading my oneshot of Reid babysitting and Tyler's experience popped into my head. Be warned there is duct tape involved. Poor Tyler...
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Reid warned them. He warned them all about babysitting the Terror trio. Caleb said there was no way they were that bad. Pogue had just grinned and Tyler… well Tyler just laughed. Reid warned them though and they just didn't listen. Poor Tyler was the next stupid one to baby-sit. As for Reid he just laughed.
"Let me know how this goes for you Baby Boy." He said after dropping Rafe off. Rafe smiled sweetly at Tyler.
"Where's Trey?" He asked.
"In his room. Go on upstairs." Tyler told the five year old. Rafe ran up stairs. Reid smirked.
"Madi'll pick him up later. Mom's got Krissi. Wanted to take her shopping." He said leaving. Tyler shrugged. Pogue dropped Gabe off soon after… Tyler laughed to himself as he tossed the three boys a Kid Cuisine meal. Reid was exaggerating. The terror trio were angels. Rafe folded his arms over his chest.
"Kid Cuisine? Come on, Uncle Ty. We're not babies anymore." Rafe stated.
"Yeah, Daddy. We're four." Trey said. Gabe nodded.
"Yeah, Uncle Ty." He agreed. Tyler shook his head.
"Eat it anyway." He said.
"Are you not cooking because Mommy told you not to because you burned the cabinet down?" Trey asked. Rafe snorted.
"Trey Isaac Simms, do you want me to ground you?" Tyler asked.
"No Daddy." Trey said.
"Uncle Tyler, I have a question… where do babies come from?" Rafe asked. Tyler spun around and looked at the five year old. There was a glint of mischievousness in his blue eyes.
"Why do you ask, Rafe?" Tyler asked.
"Daddy won't answer the question and Mommy cracks up every time." Rafe said.
"You'll learn when you're older." Tyler promised. Gabe got a grin.
"Babies come from Mommies and Daddies put them there." He said. Tyler about had soda come out his nose.
"Gabriel." He said.
"Daddy told me." Gabe said.
"But how do Daddies put them there?" Rafe asked.
"He didn't say that part. But that's how Mommies have babies in their tummies." Gabe said. Rafe sighed. Trey looked up at his father.
"Is that where Baby Gauge came from?" He asked referring to his little cousin Gauge. Tyler nodded and fixed the boys' juice. "But how did Uncle Lucas put him in Auntie Lexie's tummy?"
"He wished Auntie Lexie would have a little boy named Gauge and then cast a spell like all Daddies do." Tyler lied. Trey nodded and said oh. Lauren, Kate, and Madi were going to hurt Tyler one day when they found out that little lie but the boys were too young to learn the birds and the bees.
"That's not what my daddy said." Rafe stated.
"Well that's between you and your daddy, Rafe." Tyler tried.
"But you lied to Trey. Mommy says liars get time out. So you get… um… twenty minutes in time out." The blonde said. Tyler raised an eyebrow.
"Twenty minutes, Daddy." Trey agreed.
"Boys no." Tyler said. The three boys got a mischievous glint in their eyes…
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Tyler Simms regretted leaving duct tape out. He'd regret that for a while. Who knew three preschoolers knew how to use duct tape. And now he Tyler "they're not that bad" Simms was duct taped in a chair by his son the "diabolically sweet" Trey Isaac Simms, his godson the "ringleader" Rafe William Garwin, and the "rebel" Gabriel Andrew Parry. He was suddenly glad he wasn't having another kid. He let his eyes flame. The boys had been quiet lately. Too quiet. Something crashed upstairs. Tyler crept up there. His and Lauren's door was cracked and the light was on. He shoved the door open. It looked like a tornado had slammed the room. He was going to kill them. Something crashed downstairs. Now he was just annoyed. He ran back downstairs. The freezer was wide open.
"Trey Isaac Simms!" Tyler yelled. The three boys froze in their spots. Tyler Simms never yelled. He was the cool uncle. Rafe backed up. Chairs flew out from under the table and knocked the trio into them. Tyler pulled the duct tape back out. Revenge was sweet. He taped the boys down.
"Uncle Ty?" Rafe asked.
"Hate to do this to you boys but you leave me no choice." Tyler said. The trio stayed in the chairs until Reid called saying he and Madi were on the way to pick Rafe up. Reid busted out laughing.
"I warned you, Ty. They are the Devil's Spawns." He said. Rafe looked up at his Mom.
"Did you mess with Uncle Tyler?" She asked her five year old.
"Yes." He said.
"Why did he duct tape you to the chair?" She asked.
"We made a mess and we had taped him to the chair." Rafe admitted.
"They didn't?" Reid laughed, clutching his stomach as Pogue and Kate walked in. Kate looked at Tyler.
"Do I want to know?" She asked.
"No you do not." Tyler said.
"Our boys duct taped Tyler to a chair." Reid gasped.
"Gabriel, what do you say?" Kate scolded her four year old.
"Sorry for duct taping you, Uncle Ty." He said. Tyler let his eyes flame. Gabe's tape came off. Pogue picked his son up.
"Guess Reid's warning was right." He said.
"Next time Caleb babysits." Tyler stated. Madi picked her son up.
"Well I say we all go out next weekend and leave the kids with Nyx and Cale. Lauren won't be back until Friday so we can say we're taking her out." Madi determined.
"And we have to go to my cousin's party. No kids invited. She's turning twenty one and I told her I'd take her to a bar." Kate said.
"It's a plan." Tyler agreed.
Oh man poor Tyler. He got taped to a chair and outsmarted by four and five year olds. No wonder they're called the Terror Trio.