More babysitting chaos! Hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: Don't own anything High School Musical related, all property of Disney.
"Ok, we've got markers and crayons," Sharpay announced as she sat down at the kitchen table with tons of coloring supplies for the kids.
"And I've got this other stuff," Troy chuckled as he joined everyone at the table. "By the way, what is all this stuff?"
Sharpay peered into the box and rolled her eyes. Troy was such a clueless little boy sometimes. "They're arts and crafts supplies Troy. You've got glitter, glue, pipe cleaners, beads, and sequins…tons of great stuff!"
"Those look like choking hazards," Brandon observed as he looked at many of the small pieces. "Mia's too little to use some of these things."
"Did you just say choking hazards?" Troy looked positively stunned.
"Yes," Brandon nodded. "A choking hazard is…"
"I know what it means," Troy interrupted, "I'm just surprised that you know what it means."
"Oh I know a lot of big words," Brandon said proudly.
"Why am I not surprised?" Troy leaned over to Sharpay and whispered in her ear, "Only out of the mouth of Taylor McKessie's kid."
Sharpay laughed softly, "So true."
"Why are you guys whispering?" Brandon questioned, he did not like being left out.
"Just getting all lovey dovey," Troy kissed Sharpay much to Brandon's dismay.
"Oh eww," the little boy scowled.
"Ok you, lets get to work," Sharpay passed out a few sheets of paper to Brandon and Mia. "Let's make some pretty anniversary cards for your mommy and daddy."
"Yeah!" Brandon and Mia exclaimed, although Mia had no clue what an anniversary was.
"I'm going to get started on dinner; you know that pictures aren't exactly my forte." Troy stood up from the table.
"Oh I'm very aware," Sharpay agreed, although Troy drew a mean stick figure.
"My talents are else where," Troy paused for a moment before wriggling his eyebrows at his wife, "you know like in the bedroom, I'm pure perfection!"
Sharpay rolled her eyes on that one, "Don't be too sure about that."
"What are you good at in the bedroom, Uncle Troy?" Nothing got past Brandon's little ears. He may have appeared to be occupied in choosing the perfect marker but he was also listening intently.
"Um," Troy stumbled before an idea popped into his head. "Making the bed! I'm the best bed maker in all of Albuquerque…no, no make that all of New Mexico!"
"Nice save baby," Sharpay laughed.
"Uncle Troy, can you teach me how to make the bed?" Brandon asked as he looked expectantly to Troy. "Mommy still makes my bed for me," he added after careful consideration.
"Sure buddy, anytime," Troy winked before heading over to the kitchen counter. He'd decided to fix dinner for the evening, giving Sharpay a well deserved break after a very long day. Neither Troy nor Sharpay was the best in the kitchen but they got by with simple things like salad, pasta and meat on the grill (Troy was excellent with his grill). For dinner, Troy was fixing one of a handful of recipes that he'd learned from his mom, who was wonder woman in the kitchen. "Ok, chicken teriyaki coming right up."
Six anniversary cards, one T.V. show and an hour and a half later, the natives were getting quite restless.
"Is it ready yet?" Brandon tugged on Troy's jeans.
"Sure buddy," Troy smiled down at the anxious little boy.
"You said that before Spongebob came on," Brandon sighed, he was so hungry that his tummy was growling rather loudly.
"I just need a few more minutes, I promise. Everything is all done, I just need to set the table and put all the food on our plates."
"Really?"
"Really, how about you wash those little hands of yours and help me out?"
"Sure Uncle Troy!" Brandon exclaimed. "I'm such a great helper; Mommy tells me that all the time." Brandon hopped up onto the stool that was so conveniently placed next to the kitchen sink. After turning on the water, Brandon rolled up his long sleeves and got to business. He lathered up with the lily and lavender soap and scrubbed his hands real good while belting out the ABCs.
Troy raised his eyebrows as Brandon sang, "Why are you singing buddy?" he asked as he grabbed two small plastic Mickey Mouse plates for the kids.
"Mommy says that's how long I have to wash my hands," Brandon explained as he grabbed a paper towel to dry off.
'"Oh," Troy thought it was a little odd but didn't say anything.
"Did I hear correctly? Is dinner finally ready?" Sharpay asked from her position on the couch, the kitchen opened right into the family room so Sharpay had heard the boys' conversation.
"Yeah honey, I'm just getting the plates ready," Troy answered his wife.
"Make sure you give me a lot, Elmo is quite hungry."
"Alright Pay, I'll make sure that Elmo gets enough," Troy chuckled at his wife.
A few minutes later, the table was set, hands were all washed and Troy, Sharpay, Brandon and Mia had finally settled down to dinner.
"Mmm honey, this is so delicious," Sharpay remarked as she enjoyed a bite of her teriyaki chicken.
"Yummy, yummy, yummy," Mia gobbled up some of the stir fried vegetables.
"Thanks ladies, I aim to please," Troy grinned as he enjoyed his own dinner.
"Brandon, you're not eating very much," Sharpay remarked, she was almost finished with her plate and about to make Troy fill it again.
"My tummy hurts," Brandon replied as he pushed the rice around his plate with his fork. "I think I'm all done now, can I have dessert now?" He really wanted to eat one of the double chocolate chip cookies that he personally picked up at the grocery store earlier in the day when he was out with Troy.
"No you may not," Troy answered, his tone was very similar to his father's. "You can't have dessert when you barely ate your dinner."
"But… but I want a cookie," Brandon's voice wavered, not used to being told no by his favorite uncle.
"Then you need to eat a lot more," Troy replied, he just knew that if Brandon had cookies, he would never hear the end of it from Taylor.
"But my tummy hurts!" Brandon protested.
Sharpay stepped in, worried about Brandon, "Troy, if he doesn't feel well then maybe he shouldn't eat anymore."
"Well if he's sick, that's fine but he still isn't allowed to have any dessert," Troy was firm and had no intention of backing down.
"Brandon sweetie, just eat a little more. I don't want you to be hungry later," Sharpay said sweetly.
"Ok," Brandon reluctantly ate two more bites, "I'm done now," Brandon replied as he rubbed his tummy.
"Can you eat a little more honey?" Sharpay was hoping to encourage him as she took a big bite of her own. "Isn't it so good?"
"But my tummy…" Instead of finishing his sentence, Brandon vomited all over the table and then promptly broke out into hysterics.
"Oh my god!" Troy jumped up from the table, shocked at what had just happened.
"Oh sweetheart," Sharpay stood up too and made her way across the table to be by Brandon's side.
"I want…I want my mommy!" Brandon cried harder as Sharpay helped him down from his chair and into her arms. Lucky for Sharpay, there were no remains that could find there way to her.
"Eww yucky!" Mia screamed from the top of her lungs at the mess in front of her.
"Brandon, its okay," Sharpay hugged him tight and rubbed small circles against his back. "Troy, clean it up," Sharpay hissed over the top of Brandon's head.
"Me?" Troy was utterly disgusted at the thought. Although, he was used to Sharpay's morning sickness, he didn't ever have to clean it up because she always made it to the bathroom, instead he usually took on the role of comforter. "But Sharpay…"
"Just do it," Sharpay glared at him, still trying to get Brandon to calm down. "Do you still feel sick sweetheart?" Sharpay asked, turning her attention back to the sick little boy. She brought her hand to Brandon's forehead, checking for any sign of a fever.
"I...I don't know," Brandon sniffled as he continued to clutch onto her tightly.
"That's okay baby, how about you sit on the couch for a little bit and get some rest?"
"Will you sit with me?" Brandon questioned, his big brown eyes stared up at Sharpay.
"Of course honey," Sharpay took him by the hand and led him over to the couch. "Sit down honey, I'll be right back."
"Where are you going?" Brandon refused to let go of Sharpay's hand.
"I'm just going to get you a bucket or a bowl and maybe something to drink. I'm just walking over here to the kitchen; you'll still be able to see me." Sharpay kissed his forehead and managed to unlock his tiny fingers from her own.
"Alright Mia, why don't you sit over there with your brother so I can clean this up," Troy made a move to pick up the toddler from her booster seat.
"No Twoy still eating," Mia swatted Troy's hands away.
"Ok, ok, no problem," he didn't want to cause any more trouble but Troy had no idea how anyone could still have an appetite after all of that.
"I think Taylor keeps most of the cleaning supplies under the sink," Sharpay told Troy as she walked past him to the refrigerator.
"Should we call Taylor?" Troy whispered as he walked closer to his wife.
Sharpay shook her head, "No, I think that we can handle this on our own. He doesn't seem to have a fever and he's calming down a bit. I'm going to give him some pedialyte or at least I hope too. I thought I saw some in the fridge earlier. Hopefully he'll be able to keep that down and then maybe he can try out some crackers."
"What if he throws up again?" Troy asked nervously, he never thought that the evening would end up like this.
Sharpay shrugged, "Then he throws up again, but hopefully it won't come to that. If he's still throwing up in a few hours then we should probably call Taylor and Chad."
"God, Taylor is so going to kill us."
"No she won't, unless…"
"Unless what?"
"Unless maybe it was food poisoning or something," Sharpay suggested.
"Oh my god! I poisoned Brandon!" Troy managed to whisper so as not to alarm the kids but he was definitely freaking out.
"Troy you didn't poison him," Sharpay laughed. "We all ate the same thing and the rest of us are fine. Just clean it up and stop worrying so much." Sharpay couldn't help but giggle as she opened the refrigerator, quickly spotting a half empty bottle of cherry pedialyte. Sharpay moved around Troy to grab a cup and a big bowl just in case Brandon felt the need to get sick again.
"Can I use this on wood?" Troy showed Sharpay the cleaning product in question.
"Yeah," Sharpay nodded while she poured the pedialyte for Brandon. Once she was finished, she placed the bottle back in the fridge and went back to Brandon's side. "Here sweetheart, drink this."
"What is it?" Brandon asked softly, lifting his head off the couch to examine the unfamiliar beverage.
"Its pedialyte for your tummy and its cherry, your favorite flavor."
"I don't like this," Brandon immediately turned his nose up at the drink.
"Its going to make you feel better sweetie, I promise. Just drink it down real fast if you don't like the taste," Sharpay encouraged although she realized that might not have been the best idea. Chugging the drink so fast could make him vomit again.
"Okay," Brandon took the small cup and quickly pinched his nose before downing the whole thing.
Sharpay took the now empty cup and placed it on the table. She also grabbed the remote so that Brandon could watch his favorite movie…well his favorite movie this week, Finding Nemo. Taylor had already said it was in the DVD player so all Sharpay had to do was just push play.
"Ooo da Nemo," Mia pointed from the table, she wanted to watch the movie too. "Twoy me done!"
"Just a sec," Troy was almost done cleaning up the very offensive smelling mess. He was trying to keep his own gag reflex under control.
"Want down Twoy," Mia pouted.
"I've got to throw these towels away and wipe my hands," Troy explained, "and I don't want you to get all yucky."
An hour later, Sharpay decided that it was time to turn the movie off.
"Ok kiddos, its getting late," Sharpay smiled at the children, Brandon was still nestled into her arms and little Mia was sitting on Troy's lap with his arms held tightly around her. "Its time for your bath."
"But the movie's not over yet!" Brandon shouted. Oh yeah, Sharpay thought, this kid was definitely feeling better.
"You've seen it a million times already. I can stop it and you guys can finish it in the morning." Sharpay reached for the remote and pressed stop, ending anymore protests from Brandon.
"Aw man," Brandon sighed as he slid off the couch.
"Alright, upstairs," Sharpay lifted herself up off the couch and smiled at her oblivious husband, "Have fun Troy."
"Wait? What?" Troy frowned back at Sharpay as the kids ran out of the room.
"Have fun giving the kids their bath."
"Me? I have to do it?" Troy thought for sure that this would be Sharpay's job. After all, he'd cone a lot of work tonight already, form preparing dinner to cleaning up vomit. "Why can't you give them a bath?"
"Get real Troy, there's no way that I can kneel down and reach over the tub for so long without my ribs hurting and my cast will get soaked."
Sharpay did have a point but still Troy was a little nervous about the whole thing, "But…but Mia's a girl."
Sharpay rolled her eyes, "Wow Troy, you just figured that out?"
"Would you just listen to me?" Troy ignored her sarcasm. "She's a little girl and I'm a boy…err a man," Sharpay opened her mouth to speak, no doubt about to question Troy's manhood. "Don't say anything Sharpay. Like I was saying, I don't think I should give her a bath. Aren't there like rules against this sort of thing or something?"
"Troy are you serious? It's not like you're a stranger or anything."
"I know but…"
"No buts, you're giving them a bath and trust me, you're not going to traumatize her or anything. Besides, Chad's the one who usually bathes the kids anyway."
"Chad is their father."
"What if we have a little girl someday, are you going to go all postal then too?"
"I'm not going postal."
"Its not a big deal alright," Sharpay kissed Troy's cheek. "You'll be fine; I'll come up in a few minutes to help get them ready for bed."
"Alright, alright," Troy reluctantly left the family room and met up with the kids who were patiently waiting for him by the stairs.
Sharpay decided to use her few minutes of alone time to eat the seconds she wasn't able to help herself to when dinner was cut short due to Brandon's sudden sickness. After eating her seconds and a half a plate full of thirds, Sharpay headed up the stairs to see how bath time was going. She cringed on the stairs when she heard Mia's screams of bloody murder. Sharpay hurried into the jack and jill bathroom that separated Brandon and Mia's bedrooms. Brandon was standing at one of the double sinks brushing his teeth diligently with his favorite shark towel wrapped around his little waist. Mia was sitting on the counter crying her little eyes out as Troy was peering over her, trying desperately to calm her down.
"What's wrong?" Sharpay questioned.
"She said she got soap in her eyes but I don't understand; the bottle said gentle, no more tears shampoo…so it shouldn't hurt right? Help me," Troy pleaded to his wife.
Sharpay fought the urge to laugh at the panic in her husband's voice. "Its alright sweetie," Sharpay reached down for the crying toddler who was wrapped in one of those adorable hooded puppy towels. "Lets splash a little water on your eyes and you'll be alright."
"I'm all done with my teeth," Brandon announced proudly.
"Good job bud, your teeth are sparkling clean," Sharpay smiled. "Can you put your pjs on?"
Brandon nodded quickly, "Yes, I can."
"Do you need any help?" Troy asked Brandon.
"Nope, I can do it all by myself," Brandon replied before running off to his bedroom.
"Well, if you've got her, I'm going to change."
Sharpay giggled, "Are you putting on your little jammies too?"
"As a matter of fact, I am," Troy replied. "I'm a little wet."
"Oh my gosh," Sharpay gasped, just noticing that her husband's clothes were soaked. "What happened?"
"Brandon and Mia happened; bath time was like World War III."
"Oh I'm sorry honey," Sharpay grinned, "but you would totally win the wet t-shirt contest, hands down."
Troy left the room, choosing not to respond to Sharpay's comment. Instead he sauntered over to the guestroom to put on his pajamas. It didn't make any sense for him to put on another outfit when he would just have to change in a few hours anyway. After he got dressed, Troy headed into Brandon's room to make sure that he was indeed ready for bed. Brandon was sitting in the middle of the floor, quite focused on playing with his set of Thomas trains when Troy walked in.
"Hey buddy," Troy took a seat on Brandon's bottom bunk.
"Hi Uncle Troy, wanna play trains with me?" Brandon questioned. "I'm Thomas but you can be Percy or even Gordon."
Troy smiled; he'd loved his Thomas trains when he was a kid too. "How about we play tomorrow? Its already past your bedtime."
"Ok," Brandon gave in easily; he was actually pretty tired after his very long day. "Can we read a book?"
Troy nodded, "Sure, why don't you pick one out?"
"Yes!" Brandon gathered up his trains and placed them in a little wicker basket on the bottom of his book shelf before reaching up one shelf to grab one of his favorite books.
"What do we have here?" Troy questioned as Brandon jumped up on the bed and took a spot next to him.
"Go Dog, Go!" Brandon replied as he handed the very used copy of the book to Troy.
"Dr. Seuss, I love it," Troy opened the book and began to read. "Dog…" Five minutes later and the book was finished, "The end."
"You do funny dog voices," Brandon stated as Troy closed the book.
"Why thank you sir, I've been practicing," Troy chuckled. "Now time for you to hop under the covers." Troy stood up so that Brandon could lie down in his own bed. "There you go," Troy tucked Brandon in, pulling his fluffy basketball covered comforter up to the little boy's chest.
"Thanks Uncle Troy."
"You're welcome bud, do you need anything else?"
"Just turn on my nightlight, please," Brandon yawned as he snuggled up to his little stuffed wildcat.
"Nightlight, you go it," Troy grinned and gave Brandon a quick hug. "Sleep tight, I'll see you in the morning."
"Night, night Uncle Try."
"G'night buddy," Troy backed away from the bed slowly as Brandon closed his tired little eyes. On his way out of the room, he turned on the basketball nightlight, turned off the light and shut the door. Troy walked down the hall and into Mia's dark room.
"Hi," Sharpay whispered from the corner of the room where she was rocking with Mia.
"Hi," Troy whispered back as he joined the two, kneeling down in front of them.
"She's sleeping, you know."
Sharpay couldn't help but smile, "I know but I kind of just like holding her," she admitted as she continued to stroke Mia's pajama clad back. "Is Brandon still awake?"
"No, I just tucked him in."
"Perfect," Sharpay replied. "I guess I should put her down too."
"I got her," Troy stood up and picked up a sleeping Mia from his wife's arms. He carried her the short distance to her white crib before gently placing her down. Mia stirred slightly, sticking her thumb in her mouth and rolling over but she didn't make a peep.
"Isn't she just wonderful?" Sharpay gazed at the beautiful little girl as she came up beside Troy.
Troy nodded before wrapping his arms around Sharpay's ever expanding waist. "She's great but come on come I have a feeling she won't be so great if we wake her up."
"Good point," Sharpay replied as Troy led her out of the room. "I'm going to change."
"Alright, I'll meet you downstairs."
"K," Sharpay responded before the two went their separate ways.
Once downstairs, Troy settled into the couch and turned on some basketball before Sharpay came back downstairs. After washing her own face and changing into her own pajamas, Sharpay joined her husband downstairs.
"Basketball? I should have known," Sharpay couldn't help but make a face of distaste as she lay down on the couch, placing her head in Troy's lap.
Out of habit, Troy began stroking Sharpay's long honey, blonde hair, "Well, what do you want to watch?"
Sharpay shrugged, "It doesn't matter, and you can even watch basketball if you want."
"Ok, what do you want from me?"
"What do you mean?" Sharpay feigned innocence.
"If you're going to let me watch basketball in your presence, you obviously want something from me."
"Ok, you caught me," Sharpay slowly sat herself up so she could face her husband.
"I knew you wanted something."
"I don't want anything Troy but I do have something to tell you."
"Oh god, I'm not going to like this am I?" Troy frowned as he looked to his anxious wife.
"Somehow I don't think so," Sharpay replied.
"Okay lay it on me Pay."
"So I need to fly out to L.A. for a few days next month."
"What?" Troy shook his head. "No way Pay! You'll be in your third trimester; you're not supposed to fly then."
"Troy, it'll still be early and I haven't had any problems with the pregnancy so far. Rebecca said it should be fine, she'll examine me first and maybe give me a note with the okay to fly."
"You could go into early labor on the plane!"
"I doubt that will happen honey, I'll be fine really."
"So you've already made up your mind about this?"
Sharpay nodded, "Its only for a few days honey."
"You haven't even mentioned why you're going."
"Oh right," Sharpay had completely forgotten, she had been more worried about Troy's reaction. "I need to meet with the buyers at Saks, we're finalizing the exact pieces to put in the stores for the summer line. Plus they want to look at the maternity line that I've been working on."
"Can't they come here?"
"No, not this time."
"Well if you go, I go. I've got some personal days and a few extra vacation days that I could use."
"Yeah for when the baby comes, remember? You're supposed to use your extra time off from Elmo."
"I just really hate the idea of you being seven months pregnant and flying off all by yourself."
"I know but I'll be fine, I promise," Sharpay grinned as she leaned over to kiss her husband, knowing that she had won the battle.
"Are you trying to butter me up?" Troy questioned as he raised a brow at his wife.
"Yes, is it working?" Sharpay giggled.
"Maybe…what else have you got?"
"Mmm," Sharpay pushed Troy's mouth open with her tongue and quickly found his as they engaged in one of their favorite activities. "How's that?" she asked a few minutes later, after she pulled away completely breathless.
"Perfect," Troy grinned seductively before his lips found Sharpay's tantalizing neck.
"Oh yeah perfect," Sharpay moaned as Troy sucked on her neck, a major turn on point for her. Before she knew it, they were making out like a couple of horny teenagers and Troy was unbuttoning her flannel pjs shirt. "Troy…Troy," Sharpay pulled her swollen lips away from her husband's. "Not here," she panted, trying to catch her breath.
"Upstairs," Troy was more than ready to continue their party of two in the guestroom.
"No," Sharpay's senses were slowly coming back to her. "No, I mean not here at Chad and Taylor's house."
"Yes we can," Troy made a move to kiss her again but Sharpay managed to pull away.
"But the kids…"
"Are sound asleep," Troy finished for her. "They won't even hear us, our room is way down the hall."
"Troy, I don't know about this, I think its kind of weird to have sex in your best friend's house."
"No its not," Troy replied as he found her neck once again, hoping to change her mind. "No one will even know."
"Mmm, Troy we shouldn't."
"What? I can't hear you," Troy continued the assault on her neck and placed his hands under her shirt, specifically on her ample breasts.
"Never mind," All of Sharpay's reasonable senses were again blown out the window.
"That's what I thought," Troy grinned triumphantly as he took her into his arms, standing up and taking her with him.
"Ohhh," Sharpay squealed. "I didn't think that you could still do that anymore."
"Baby, I can do anything I want where you're concerned," Troy kissed Sharpay again before taking her upstairs. Once they were in the comforts of their room, the real fun could finally begin. Troy gently placed Sharpay down on the bed but hovered over her, making sure all of his weight wasn't crushing down on her. "I'm not hurting you am I?"
"No, I'm okay," Sharpay smiled up at her very considerate husband. "I love you."
"I love you."
"Ok now that that's out of the way, less talking and more…more doing!" Sharpay giggled, having a hard time finding the right words.
Troy chuckled himself before kissing her quickly, "Can I just say one more thing?"
"What is it Troy?" Sharpay was becoming frustrated, all that she wanted at the moment was Troy.
"We are wearing far too many clothes Pay."
"I couldn't agree with you more, lets get naked."
Troy sat up and pulled his t-shirt off revealing his rock hard abs and the six pack that he had kept up since he was in high school. Sharpay licked her lips at her husband's Adonis like body.
"Like what you see?"
Sharpay nodded, "I always like what I see," she said before Troy took his place on top of her once again and went to unbutton the last few buttons on her shirt.
"I like what I see too."
"I bet you do," Sharpay wasn't wearing a bra so it was instant access for her husband. She was about to sit up so it would be easier to take her shirt off when something caught her eye in the doorway. "Ahhhh!" Sharpay screamed suddenly.
"What?" Troy sat up immediately, thinking that he'd hurt his wife. "What's wrong?"
"I can't sleep," Brandon raced to the bed, thinking Troy was talking to him.
Troy whipped his head around just as Brandon was climbing up onto the foot of the bed. "Just a sec buddy." Troy turned back to Sharpay who was scrambling to button her shirt back up. "Shit," he whispered to his wife.
"No kidding," Sharpay hissed as she finished the last of her buttons. "Put your shirt on!"
Troy moved off the bed with his back turned to Brandon, successfully hiding a certain excited part of his anatomy. While Troy was searching for his t-shirt on the floor, little Brandon crawled up to Sharpay's side.
"Why can't you sleep sweetheart?" Sharpay asked the distressed little boy.
"I had a bad dream and I miss my mommy and daddy," Brandon confessed with a loud sniffle. "Sometimes when I'm really sad, my mommy and daddy let me sleep with them. Can I sleep here with you and Uncle Troy?"
"Of course you can ," Sharpay smiled as she took him into her arms and planted a sweet kiss on his forehead.
"Ugh," Troy groaned, there went his evening plans. "I um, I've got a few things to take care of."
"Troy, where are you going?" Sharpay asked her husband, she knew he was disappointed but Brandon had to come first.
"We forgot to turn off all the lights downstairs," they had been in such a hurry and blinded by passion that they forgot to turn everything off and lock up for the night.
"I'm sorry," Sharpay whispered over Brandon's head.
"Don't worry about it," Troy forced a smile, it wasn't really Sharpay's fault that he wouldn't be getting any.
"Can you tell me a story?" Brandon tugged on Sharpay's long sleeve.
"Sure but then you need to try to go back to sleep."
"Deal."
At the words 'Once upon a time' Troy made his exit. After taking care of business, Troy decided to check on his favorite teams' scores before heading back up to bed at the early time of 9:47. When Troy came back into the guestroom, the lights were off and he could hear a soft snore.
"Honey?" Sharpay whispered into the darkness.
"Yeah," Troy whispered back as he fumbled his way over to her side of the bed. "You're still awake?"
"Mmm hmm, its still kind of early."
"Yeah I know," Troy managed to sit on the edge of the bed next to his wife. "Is he okay?"
Sharpay nodded but Troy could barely see the gesture in the very dark room. "I think he just really missed Taylor. I told him two stories and sang him a couple of songs. He's only been sleeping for a couple of minutes."
"I checked on Mia, she's still sleeping like a baby."
"Good, hopefully they're both out for the rest of the night."
"Hopefully, we did have a very, long eventful day. If I'm tired they should both be plain exhausted."
"Are you coming to bed?"
"Yeah, although I haven't gone to bed this early since I was like ten."
Sharpay giggled softly, "I know what you mean."
"I only wish that I could cuddle with you and not Brandon."
"I'm sorry Troy but…"
"Pay, honey I'm just kidding. I know that the kids come first this weekend and Elmo will too. But you're all mine tomorrow when we get home."
"Definitely," Sharpay responded. "Love you."
"Love you too." With that Troy kissed his wife goodnight before he walked over to the other side of the bed and climbed in for an early night.
Sharpay's eyes fluttered opened as the bright morning sun shone through the window. Sharpay groaned, it was way too bright for her. Looking to her left, Sharpay noticed that she was all alone, both Troy and Brandon were already awake and gone. Sharpay glanced at the old alarm clock on the nightstand, 8:20. Wow, she didn't think she would be able to sleep that late with the kids. She silently thanked her husband for letting her sleep in as she headed to the bathroom to relieve her very full bladder. After much relief, Sharpay walked down he hallway, seeing both children's rooms empty. She figured that everyone was downstairs so that was exactly where she needed to be too.
"Hey guys," Sharpay walked into the family room and realized that she was talking to herself. "Guys?" Sharpay called out but no one responded. "Where could they be?" She thought aloud as she walked to the sliding glass doors in the kitchen that led to the Danforth's spacious backyard. She looked outside but didn't see her husband or the kids. She checked the basement and the office and came up empty. Frowning, Sharpay peered out the window in the living room and realized that her car was missing as well. "He's so dead," Sharpay muttered as she hurried back to the family room and reached for the phone. Sharpay immediately dialed Troy's cell phone and was surprised when she heard the familiar ringtone only a few feet away. Sharpay turned around and found Troy's cell phone as well as her own on the kitchen counter charging. For twenty minutes, Sharpay sat on the couch in a complete panic wondering where her crazy husband took Mia and Brandon.
"No, I like the powder ones," Brandon said as he, Mia, and Troy walked in the house from the back door.
"I wike all da donuts," Mia explained as she carried a little box of munchkins in her hands.
"Me too," Troy chuckled as he walked into the kitchen carrying two Grande cups from Starbucks.
"Where have you been?" Sharpay hopped to her feet.
"Oh you're up," Troy smiled at his wife.
"Yes I'm up! And extremely worried," Sharpay glared at Troy as she joined the trio in the kitchen.
"Well you should have called me then," Troy replied.
"I did call you," Sharpay pointed to the counter where the two iphones were sitting against the wall.
"Oh," Troy said sheepishly, "Sorry honey but I just took the kids out for donuts and we stopped at Starbucks on the way back. I got you a treat."
"You should have told me."
"You were sleeping so peacefully, I didn't want to wake you up. The kids woke up early and were a little restless so I thought we could go out for a little bit."
"Look Sharpie we went to Dunkin Donuts!" Brandon exclaimed as he held up the box of donuts he was holding.
"I see that, looks good," Sharpay smiled at the kids who seemed very happy.
"Can we eat now?" Brandon questioned.
"Yeah, have a seat and I'll get some plates," Troy told the kids and took the donut boxes from them.
As Brandon sat down, Sharpay picked up Mia and placed her in her booster seat.
"How about some milk to go with those yummy donuts?" Sharpay suggested to the kids.
"Yes pwease," Mia answered with a smile.
"Sure," Brandon replied.
"Ok," Sharpay grabbed the organic milk from the refrigerator and grabbed a blue cup for Brandon and a pink sippy cup for Mia. "You're still not off the hook Bolton," Sharpay glared at Troy as she poured the milk for the kids.
"Sorry Bolton," Troy smirked. "I promise to be good for the rest of the day."
"You better or else you won't be having any fun when we get home…at least not with me. I'm sure that your hand is open for business."
"You're so dirty," Troy grabbed Sharpay from behind almost causing her to spill the milk. "I like it."
Sharpay giggled, "Finish up. What kind of treat did you get me anyway?"
"A Grande non fat cinnamon dolce latte," Troy replied as he walked over to the table with donuts for the kids.
"Ooo I love," Sharpay clapped her hands in excitement. She was allowing herself one cup of coffee a week, she just couldn't give up her favorite beverage cold turkey. Rebecca assured her that small amounts of caffeine were not harmful so Sharpay still ventured to Starbucks once a week.
"I know," Troy winked as he went back to the counter to grab the kid's milk. Sharpay was already sucking down her hot treat. "Here you go guys," Troy placed the cups on the table before he grabbed his own donut and cup full of Starbuck's Breakfast Blend roast.
"So what is on the agenda for the morning?" Sharpay sat down at the table with her coffee and donuts. "Any ideas guys?"
"Actually we were thinking the library, that was Brandon's idea in the car," Troy told his wife.
"Sure that sounds like fun," Sharpay replied as she sipped her coffee.
Two hours later, Troy and Sharpay took the kids to the library. They were just in time for story time which the kids absolutely loved. Troy and Sharpay also read the kids a couple of books before they picked out some to take home. Troy was forced to sign up for a library card so that the kids could check out some books. He hadn't stepped foot in the Albuquerque library since he was in high school and that was only because he needed a book for a science project.
"Look!" Brandon pointed as Troy pulled the car into the driveway. "Mommy and Daddy are home!"
Troy honked the horn causing Taylor and Chad to wave as they grabbed their bags from the trunk of Chad's car. "We're free," Troy whispered to Sharpay.
"Shh," Sharpay whispered back as she and Troy climbed out of the car. "Hey guys!"
"Hi Shar!" Taylor exclaimed. "Where are my babies?"
"Good question," Troy replied. "Pay, have you seen the kids?"
"Very funny," Taylor rolled her eyes.
"They are safely strapped into their car seats in the backseat," Sharpay explained. "We just got back from the library."
"Chad, help Troy get them out and put the car seats back into my car," Taylor ordered her husband.
"Yes wife," Chad rolled his eyes as he walked toward Troy.
Once the kids were out of the car, they both made a beeline for their mother. Taylor welcomed them both with open arms and big fat kisses. Sharpay smiled at the little family reunion before grabbing the bag of books from the car while the men did the heavy lifting.
"So how did it go?" Chad asked Sharpay and Troy as they all walked into the house.
"Great, it went great," Troy replied as he wrapped his arms around Sharpay.
"You are so lying," Taylor glared at Troy while she shifted Mia on her hip. "What did you do to my kids?"
"I didn't do anything, I promise," Troy replied.
"He's telling the truth," Sharpay laughed, "although we had a few mishaps."
"Mishaps? What kind of mishaps?" Taylor questioned, every bit the worried mother. "Brandon, start talking now," she knew that Brandon would tell her anything and everything.
"Um after you left Mia cried cause she missed you then we had a snack. After that we went to the park, I fell off the swing and I hurted my knee," Brandon started.
"God that kid has a good memory," Troy whispered to Sharpay who playfully hit him, silencing him.
"You got hurt?" Taylor put Mia on the floor and bent down to her son's level. "Are you alright honey?"
Brandon nodded, "Yup, Auntie Sharpie took care of me, she cleaned it up and even kissed my knee just like you." Sharpay smiled proudly.
"What happened after that?" Taylor prodded.
"We had lunch and while Mia took a nap, Uncle Troy took me to the grocery store and we had so much fun. We sang songs the whole time and then we got ice cream…oh wait, that was a secret, sorry," Brandon said to Troy.
"Uh no problem," Troy avoided the glaring eyes of Sharpay and Taylor.
"Keep going sweetie," Taylor told her son but continued to focus on the guilty Troy.
"I took a nap with Auntie Sharpie cause I was so tired. After naptime we made anniversary cards for you and daddy? Uh oh, where are they Sharpie?" Brandon turned to Sharpay.
"They're in the family room sweetie," Sharpay replied.
"That was so sweet," Taylor grinned.
"Uncle Troy took like a million hours to make dinner but when we ate dinner, I throwed it all up on the table," Brandon explained.
"What?" Chad and Taylor exclaimed, looking at both Troy and Sharpay for an explanation.
"Why didn't you call me?" Taylor questioned immediately.
"It was a one time thing," Sharpay assured them. "He just had a little tummy ache and dinner didn't agree with him. He was fine after that."
"You should have called me Sharpay," Taylor was not happy with this bit of information.
"I'm sorry guys, I just thought that we could handle it on our own and we did. He had some pedialyte and was fine after that," Sharpay explained.
"Yeah Mommy I only throwed up once! After that I watched Finding Nemo and then Uncle Troy gave us a bath and he read me a book and tucked me just like I like."
"Well it sounds like you had a full day," Taylor remarked.
"Yup but I had the best time ever! Uncle Troy and Auntie Sharpie should baby-sit every weekend!" Brandon exclaimed as Troy and Sharpay stared at each other in shock.
Chad laughed, "Sounds good to me."
An hour later, Troy and Sharpay finally made it back to their own house. They stayed at Chad and Taylor's to hear all about their romantic filled anniversary evening while the kids ate lunch. Although Troy and Sharpay had a good time with the kids, they couldn't wait to get home.
"Home sweet home," Troy sighed as he opened the front door.
"I missed you home," Sharpay smiled as she walked in.
"Me too," Troy added as he shut the door. "I don't know about you but I'm dying to take a load off."
"You sound like my dad," Sharpay laughed. "Come on old man," Sharpay held out her hand for Troy to take and she led them to their own family room.
"I love this couch," Troy said just as he plopped down on it. "Much comfier than Chad and Taylor's."
Sharpay rolled her eyes, "I had a good time, didn't you?"
"Well yeah but it was a lot of work."
"Yeah honey, raising kids is a lot of work."
"We are never having kids," Troy said seriously as he stared at Sharpay.
"Troy are you forgetting something?" Sharpay laughed at him as she placed his hands on her belly.
"Oh shit," Troy's eyes grew at the sight and then he broke out into laughter. "Elmo, you better treat your parents right. Don't get any booboos, don't throw up, and don't drive us crazy," Troy bent down and kissed his wife's tummy just as he felt a kick.
"Sure thing daddy," Sharpay replied for Elmo.
"Or he's rebelling already, trying to hurt you."
"You are such a nut," Sharpay laughed as the phone rang.
"I got it," Troy reached over to grab the phone off of the side table. "Hello."
"Troy, what's this I hear about playing games where you take off your clothes in bed?"
"What?" Troy gulped before an idea came to him. "Hello? I can't hear you?"
"Brandon said…" Taylor continued.
"Hello? Hello? Bad connection!" Click.
I know that the ending was kind of abrupt but I kind of liked it plus there just wasn't anymore to write. Thanks for reading and always let me know what you think. Also, I made a poll so check it out in my profile and help me chose a real name for baby Elmo.
So I'm in love with Ashley Tisdale's new song It's Alright, It's Ok and I've probably listened to it way too many times than I care to share lol. On Friday I saw 17 Again and can I just say wow! Now I have a renewed love of Zac Efron too (not just Troy). He was really great in the movie and showcased his many talents. I've heard that movie did really well this weekend too so I'm excited that he's now a real leading man! Knowing me, I'll have to see it again! Did anyone else see it? Did you guys like it? Such a good week for Zac and Ashley!