While dealing with her hangover, Blake decides to get Bobby dressed for the day since he was still in his pajamas from last night. She decided to change his diaper on the white sectional couch in the living room with his blanket underneath him. With her wayfarer glasses covering her eyes from the lights, Blake managed to remove Bobby's soiled diaper and grabbed a fresh one while unfolding it. Suddenly, Bobby grabbed onto the diaper as his small hands were ripping the small straps, cause Blake to notice and Bobby's giggling laugh.
"Bobby Michael, no…" Blake exclaimed, while looking at the diaper with the ripped straps in Bobby's small hands. "Somehow you know how to take off you own diaper, don't ya, big boy?" She questioned, after placing the ripped off diaper onto the coffee table and Bobby babbled in response, while waving his arms with the straps in his small hands. "Well, Mommy's gonna have to find another diaper for you, so you won't be able to take it off that easily." She said, before grabbing another one of his zoo animal diapers until she felt her iFruit phone vibrating on the coffee table and Dave was calling her.
"Yo!" Blake greeted after answering the phone, while lifting up Bobby's legs and bottom up.
"Hey there, gorgeous. Davey boy told me that you're not at Cali's place." Steve's voice was heard as Blake rolled her eyes, and turned off her location setting on her iFruit phone.
"Steve, I don't have time to deal you at the moment." Blake said, while wiping off Bobby's bottom with the honeysuckle peach scented baby wipes. "Hold still, so I can put some powder on your bun-buns." She said while placing the dirty wipes away along with the two used diapers, before getting the baby powder with soothing aloe and vitamin e.
"My bun-buns?" Steve said confused.
"I'm talking to my son, Agent Idiot. He's getting a rash." Blake explained while putting some baby powder on him, before strapping the zoo animal diaper onto the eight month old.
"So, mother of the year decides to back talk to an agent, huh?" Steve questioned, before hearing Dave in the background as the phone was being pass on.
"Davey, I swear he's tryin' to get in my panties, acting all smart and handsome with the attitude." Blake said with a hint of anger, before placing Bobby down on the floor and letting him crawl around the living room with only a diaper on him.
"I know he getting on you and Cali's nerves, but there is a few things we need to talk about. Can you meet us at Bean Machine for coffee?" Dave explained, as Blake kept her eyes on Bobby who crawled towards his baby bouncer and decided to climb and lay down in it without the straps around him.
"Well… since I had a long morning plus night, I've might as well get me my favorite cup of coffee." Blake said agreeing to meeting with Dave and Steve, before hanging up. Tossing her phone on the white sectional couch, Blake look back at Bobby who's now looking at her as he was on his hands and knees in the baby bouncer.
"Ah, da, da, da. Aaah!" Bobby babbled before squealing loudly and happily.
"Silly boy." Blake laughed, before Bobby crawled out his baby bouncer and crawl towards her, until he grabbed onto her black leggings to lift himself up. "That's why Mommy loves you so much-" She said, before noticing that his diaper was missing. "Robert Michael Neathery, are you kidding me?!"
"Poo-poo." Bobby babbled while smiling happily, knowing that he taken off his diaper easily by ripping off the straps.
After strapping on another diaper for Bobby, Blake has to make a mental note about getting another diaper brand with a outstanding fit and along with good straps that will hold on, so the eight month old wouldn't be able to take off by himself.
Blake dressed Bobby into his teal and white striped bodysuit with an embroidered alien rocket ship on the chest area, along with a pair of pull up grey cargo shorts. Once Blake was dressed in a fashionable skew neck floral print t-shirt that had a few black and white stripes with a red rose on the left side of her chest, with comfortable skinny blue jeans and her brown leather boots, she and Bobby left without Michael's permission and taken the keys to her Gauntlet while heading towards Bean Machine which was nearby… and they could've walked there from the mansion home instead. While waiting on Dave and Steve's arrival, Blake had Bobby placed in his stroller after when she ordered herself a hot chocolate since she didn't feel like stomaching warm coffee. From the Bean Machine's bakery, Blake ordered Bobby a couple of cake pops with rainbow confetti as they waited.
"Mama!" Steve imitated, as he stay hidden behind Bobby's stroller.
"What? What did you say?! Say that again, Bobby." Blake questioned her son, as she turned excited while she pulled out her iFruit phone to record a video of him. When she started aiming the camera on her phone to record, Blake saw Haines hiding behind Bobby's stroller as she can hear him chuckling to her response. "Oh, ha, ha, very funny and charming, Haines." She said, sarcastically while placing her iFruit phone back down on the table.
"I just love messing with you, Blake. Always laughing at my jokes." Steve said.
"I never do sometimes." Blake said, with her arms crossed as Steve and Dave sat down in front of her after when one of them pulled an extra chair over. "Okay, what is this about? I'm supposed to be spending a Saturday morning in my bed after sufferin' a hangover." She explained, before looking towards her left to see the same red Sentinel convertible that drove past her without stopping.
"Well, since Cali is not with us at the moment, we want you to do a few jobs for us." Steve explained. "You've been hiding under Davey's and Cali's arm for the longest while taking care of half-pint over here." He explained, referring to Bobby who is chewing on the remains of his first chocolate cake pop with his hands.
"He has a name. His name is Bobby Michael Neathery, Haines." Blake responded with a hint of anger.
"And I have a first name too. Use it once in a while." Steve retorted.
"I ain't talking to you anymore…" Blake said, before looking at Dave. "What is this fried monkey talking about? I'm not gonna be working for the FIB, if that's what he's talking about."
"A fried fucking monkey?!" Steve retorted.
"That's one thing, but I need to talk about where you been for the past few days." Dave explained.
"Are you fucking serious, little girl? I look like one?!" Steve questioned.
"Shut up with the cussing. Bobby can pick up that word at anytime." Blake explained, before looking at her son who's taking apart of his second cake pop with his hands. "You're lucky he's distracted with his food." She explained while looking at Haines, before looking back at Dave. "I've been at home, Dave. What are you talking about?"
"I know you're at Michael's house." Dave stated.
"You must be outta your mind, Davey. You and Cali always imagine things." Blake lied.
"And you and Michael always lie to get away from certain things. Like father… Like daughter." Dave explained.
"Alright. Yes, I am staying at Michael De Santa's house, and you are far too late to tell me the truth. Cause, he's my real Daddy and Bobby's Grandad." Blake said, telling the truth.
"How long?" Dave questioned.
"Couple days ago. Then Trevor shows up out of nowhere, saying I'm too young to take care of Bobby." Blake explained.
"But if Cali finds out about you knowing where Michael is, she'll probably change a few things. It's safe if you return back to the apartment." Dave explained, before suggesting on what Blake should do at the moment.
"You suggest that I should return home? I don't think so." Blake rejected, before standing up. "I'm okay being with my dad. I haven't seen him in 9 years, and Bobby just met him. And there is no way that I'm joining the FIB and doing work when I can't see my son more often." She explained, before looking at Haines. "You better stay the fuck away from me and my son, or someone's gonna get hurt." She warned, before taking her hot chocolate Bean Machine to go cup, as she pushed the stroller off the patio and toward the Gauntlet.
"She's gotten a lot feisty, since she'd found Townley." Steve stated.
"She's always been like that. Always protective of Bobby, and even turned out to be a loving person in the end." Dave explained.
"How did you say Bobby's father disappeared? He didn't want to take responsibility?" Steve questioned.
"He did. Leaving Blake to take care of the little guy by herself. Her mother disagrees with it, but Cali decided to help out her niece with Bobby."
"Speaking of her mother where is she?" Steve questioned.
"She's out of Blake and Cali's life for good. Lock up in Bellevue Asylum in South Yankton." Dave answered. "Multiple personalities she had, but couldn't control them."
Once Blake return back to the De Santa house, she and Bobby decided to walk through the front door as she opened and closed one of the green frosted glass doors quietly, before proceeding to climb up the stairs. After climbing up a few step, Blake heard Michael's footsteps coming towards her as she stood there in shock, wondering what will Michael say to her this time.
"Turn around, Blakesleigh." Michael said, before Blake slowly did and climbed down the step to be in front of him.
"Yes, Dad?" Blake questioned.
"Where were you and Bobby?" Michael questioned, while holding a glass of his whiskey before taking a sip.
"I was just down the road." Blake answered, holding Bobby close to her, as the eight month old baby still had his mouth and small hands covered in cake pop crumbs and icing, which caught Michael's attention.
"Why is Bobby covered with chocolate?" Michael questioned, before changing the subject. "Ah, I ain't worried about him at the moment, but why did you leave this house without telling me? I needed you here."
"What happened now? Wait… was Amanda driving that red convertible?" Blake started asking questions, as Bobby was now licking his fingers clean from the cake pop crumbs and residue.
"Yeah, that was her. And she came back here to get a couple of her things." Michael answered, before explaining the situation. "I was looking for you and Bobby, so I can tell her who you are and let her know that she's a grandmother, instead of you being called a homewrecker and Bobby an affair kid. I was tryin' to convince Amanda to stay longer until you've come back, but she'd left anyway. And also half of Bobby's food and snacks is splattered on the floor in the kitchen, thanks to her anger."
Blake walked into the kitchen saw splatters of Bobby's fruit and vegetable baby puree on the floor along the small plastic containers and seals. As she walked around the kitchen, Blake even noticed the baby cereal puffs and even yogurt melts spilled out on the floor.
"That better be one of his baby food. " Blake said pointing towards the brown splatter on the refrigerator door. "Cause if it ain't…" She said, before smelling it. "Apple and blueberry, that's alright."
"Ah, don't worry about it, kiddo. We gotta clean this mess up, since she's gone. Probably won't be back, if she sees us again." Michael said, before getting a new roll of paper towels as Blake slipped Bobby into his highchair. "Besides, we need to head down to the store anyway. I'm running out of food, and waiting for the dinner you've promised."
"Yeah, I need to head down there anyway, since Nana decided to be a b word about it." Blake said, agreeing with Michael. "This must be what hell is like." She explained.
"And that is?" Michael questioned.
"Being a called a teen homewrecker while trying to have a better life with her father and baby son." Blake explained, as Michael chuckled lightly at his youngest daughter's remark on life.
After cleaning up the kitchen, Blake and Michael drove in the silver and black Bravado Gauntlet as Bobby was in the backseat while heading toward the supermarket.
As they were in the supermarket, the two managed to get a couple of package meats, including smoked turkey sandwich meat, a few cans of vegetables and a box of instant mashed potatoes to make for a few home cooked dinners. Michael decided to get a couple bags of original and hickory barbecue wavy chips, a jar of dill pickles and also two small containers of vanilla and chocolate ice cream for small snacks, since Amanda usually don't buy unhealthy snacks for him. Blake only place inside the cart a small box of strawberry fruit snacks, cereal bars and a few apple slices with caramel dip to go snacks, since she usually eats light while taking care of Bobby at the same time.
"I haven't been to one in a long time, not for baby food and all. Usually, Amanda does all the shopping." Michael explained as Blake pushed the shopping cart while Bobby was sitting down in the cart, sucking on his blue soothie pacifier to stop him from thinking about his hunger.
"Hey I got used to shopping, since most of the time was for Bobby's daycare or daily stuff." Blake said, before stopping the cart and grabbed three different flavors of baby cereal puffs which are strawberry apple, banana and blueberry. "Don't worry, you have me and Bobby to help." She explained, before Bobby look up at Michael and showed him a smile, still keeping his pacifier in her mouth by his baby teeth.
"I know, kiddo. I still appreciate the help." Michael said with a smile, as Blake was looking over a new snack for Bobby which was a container full of lil' crunchies that are mild cheddar flavor. "Baby chips for him?" He questioned.
"Yeah, this is first time trying this." Blake said, showing the container before Bobby grabbed it out of his mother's hand while studying it.
"Baba!" Bobby babbled while lifting up the container to Michael's chin as his pacifier fallen out of his mouth when he talked.
"Mhm, it looks good, doesn't it, little man?" Michael responded, as he taken the container out of Bobby's small hands and place it into the cart.
"He'll eat anything, as long it ain't the v word." Blake said placing another container of lil' crunchies that are garden tomato flavor, before having her index finger against her lips, making a shushing noise and Michael nodded.
When she noticed the baby yogurt melts, Blake realized that the newer packs were on the top shelf where she can't reach them. "Can you help me?" She questioned while standing on her tiptoes.
"Yeah, of course, Blakie." Michael agreed, before leaving Bobby alone in the cart. The eight month old baby turn around his face to look at the two adults who are distracted at the moment. "What kind does Bobby like?" He questioned, while looking at the different flavors.
"Uh, he likes strawberry…" As Blake trailed off without looking at her son, Bobby look down at the small carton of grade A eggs on his right hand side, as he open the plastic container and grabbed one of the eggs. While looking at the egg in his small hands, Michael glanced over at Bobby who seemed distracted before noticing the carton of eggs slightly open.
"Hey, little man, what'd you have in your hands?" Michael said after getting the strawberry and peach yogurt melts, before Blake turn around to see Bobby holding an egg in his left hand.
"Aw, crap-" Blake started exclaiming in shock, before the large egg crack and splattered onto the floor, leaving a small spot of yolk on her brown combat boots. Bobby was looking down over the cart, as he started smiling before Blake return back to the cart. "Let's get outta here. I'm not paying extra for that." She explained as she started pushing the cart while Bobby clapped his small hands, after seeing the egg splattered.