A/N: I'm sorry, guys. I'mma write you an apology thing. Don't hate me. *evil laughter in the distance* Ignore that. *Steps in front of a recording of me, smiling brightly.* Yep, no evil me hiding in the closet using a camera and shit... fuck...

Sun flittered in through the lace curtains; Ruth's touch. Even when gone, she still had power. The bed was just a mass of lumps and curves, the red-heads side being slightly being more curvier. A clock stood on one end of the bed, one minute from six am. Randy Cunningham had his arm wrapped around the smaller male, bringing him into his chest. Their legs were entangled underneath the sheets, with some kicking and twitching from time to time.

Beep beep bee-SMASH!

A groan came from the side of the red-head, who groaned again, trying to escape the clutches of his husband. He glanced for a moment at the door, fearful of two heads of smart hair that might burst through the door at any given moment. Sensing no danger, he spotted his wedding ring. He smiled gently at the memory, gently leaning back down in order to mess with it a bit.

It was an old habit he never quite dropped; he would twist the silver/red metal around and around, sometimes causing it to slip off and fall to the ground. It happened when he was nervous, sad, or excited. Ever since it was slid onto his finger, he never took it off.

"Randy," he whispered, poking the purple-haired man.

He earned a groan, before he was on his back and staring down at his husband with wide eyes. Randy smiled at Nomi, rubbing his eyes with one hand while the other wrapped around his spouse's waist.

"Randy, hush, Tadashi and Hiro might wake up!" Nomi giggled nervously, glancing from the door to Randy again. "And then how would we explain this to them?"

"We tell them Daddy was a jerk again, like always!" Randy grinned, returning the other hand to Nomi's waist.

Leaning forward against the protest of Nomi, Randy kissed Nomi's still-tired eyes. "You should tell your boss you need a day off."

"Randy, I am my boss." he said smartly, as if Randy had forgotten.

"The other boss," Randy mumbled against Nomi's stomach, closing his eyes once more. "The professer one."

"You know I can't do that. The package of tea is waiting for me."

"When you have a bunch of tea in the cupboards?" Randy asked, glaring up at Nomi, who placed his hands on Randy's head in a loving way.

"Point taken, but," Nomi closed his eyes, shaking his head. "It's the expensive kind. The good kind."

"Oh. What a point, and I should totally respect that it tastes horrible." Randy said with as much as sarcasm as he could muster.

"Shush. You wouldn't understand. Now let me up, before I'm late- again. " he hissed this at Randy.

At most times, Nomi can be pretty damn scary. But at times when he's so tired that all he can mutter is a hiss and his big, almond eyes narrowing made him seem like a tired child.

"MOM AND DAD ARE AWAKE!" shouted a familiar, 9 year old voice.

Groans erupted from the two parents, who had two seconds to prepair for the two balls of energy that burst into the room, one being carried onto the bed and the other jumping smartly over the headboard onto Nomi's lap.

"Ow..." Nomi groaned. "Why me? Son, you have killeth me!" he said, leaning against the headboard, shooting Randy a look.

"Momma! Momma! Look! I grew another tooth!" cried Hiro, a small bundle of energy with a huge due of black hair.

"Oh, is that so? Let me see, let me see!" Nomi said, laughing slightly at the bright expressions on their children's faces.

"I counted how many he grew so far, and how long it would take him to grow the rest, and I'm guessing that he'd be three before he has all his baby teeth!" Tadashi said quickly, flopping onto Randy's lap.

"How did you get so smart?" Randy questioned, staring at his son with narrowed eyes.

Three fingers pointed. "You."

"Oh, geeze, I feel so loved." Randy rolled his eyes as he picked up Tadashi."I have a game we could play!"

A sly glance at Nomi had him protesting immeadietlly. "Oh, no, Randy Cunningham, whatever you are thinking,"

"It's called, Keep Mom In Bed! Whoever finds the most clever way to keep Mom in bed gets ice cream!" a dramatic pause. "AFTER 9!"

"Randy-"

"YEAH!" cried the two children.

Nomi groaned, leaning over and smacking Randy as he was covered with two children. Hiro at his feet, sitting on them, and Tadashi flopping onto his chest. He glared at the three others.

"Let's play a new game. It's called You-Two-Go-Do-Your-Homework-And-Get-Ice-Cream-Now, while I play a game called Beat Daddy Up and I'll be there in five minutes! Deal?"

The children, happy at the thought of ice cream in the morning, happily scampered away in their robot onesie pajamas, now talking about how they were going to break Hiro's thumb sucking habit. Sometimes Nomi was worried that he wouldn't be here long enough for Hiro and Tadashi, and for a mineut just stared after them. Then, he turned and bopped Randy in the nose, punishing him like he would a child.

"Just what were you thinking of acccomplishing with this?" Nomi asked, holding Randy's ears.

The large shirt he had on slid here and there, revealing a slim shoulder. Randy gulped, smiling nervously. "Um... keeping you in for a sick day?"

"And why would you do that? You know Cass needs us to keep up the Cafe, and the professer job is the one that keeps in the most amount of money in our banks. Granted, Tadashi and Hiro mostly use old parts for their robots, but what if they need fancier stuff? I need this job, and I'm going to keep it. "

Randy shifted underneath him, nodding as he flipped them and kissed Nomi fully on the mouth. "Fully understoood."

"Now get up so I can get dressed and give the children their ice cream."

"Mhmm." Randy got up immeadietly, tossing Nomi his sleevless fancy shirt, his red tie, black vest, black pants, and red loops.

Moving up to Nomi when he was dressed, Randy wrapped is arms around Nomi's slim waist and kissing him fondly, slipping Nomi's favorite hat (fedora) onto his head, smiling.

"Have a good day at work."

"Knowing that one girl and that boy, I won't. Why do they keep looking at me with bedroom eyes? Blech."

"Maybe because you dress like this," Randy motioned to Nomi's outfit, whom nodded and said,"point taken."

Another kiss, and Nomi was out in the kitchen, prepaired for a day of looking at Hiro's steadily-being-able-to-see-what-it-was drawings and another eight hours of quite a few students undressing him with their eyes.

After all, he had the best family in the world.

A/N: It is continued! I just love the Hamada family. Also, I have no clue as to how Tadashi's and Hiro's names got changed. Maybe their last names were too painful, and they changed them after their parent's death? I dunno. All I know is that I owe you guys and apology. I was acting rash. I was mad, scared, angry, and so many emotions. It hurt to feel like the only thing cared about was the work, not the writer. So here's an apology chapter. ~Dragon