A/N: Never done 2 chapters in one day before, so let's see how this goes :) THANK YOU to you guys for subscribing and following! It means a lot!

"That must be the trampoline alarm..." Freddie groggily realized as he turned off his vibrating phone, and started walking to the back porch.

"Let's see, this just spreads across all these tubes..." Freddie said to himself as he set up the trampoline in the wee hours of the morning, checking his clock every now and then.

"There. That's about it." Freddie triumphantly said, taking a brief look at the trampoline and then running back into the house. His PearPhone's clock said 4:29 AM.

"Right on time..." Freddie whispered to no one.

"Sam..." Freddie said as he shook his wife awake.

"What, Freddork? It's your turn to put the kids to sleep again!" Sam retaliated.

"Aren't you forgetting that I have a bet to win?" Freddie confidently reminded as he picked Sam up bridal style and started carrying her downstairs and outside.

"You aren't going to win, Fredward. How long do I need to jump for?" Sam asked.

"Not too long." Freddie replied. "You'll fall right off."

"Ugh, you wish, Freddumb." Sam responded. "Let's get this over with."

Sam began jumping on the trampoline, and immediately started stumbling. She hadn't had any food, she wasn't able to warm up her legs by walking to the trampoline, and afterall, it was 4:40 in the morning. Freddie was filming with his phone.

"Must...not...fall...down..." Sam moaned, then finally collapsed onto the trampoline, falling asleep.

"And that's what you get for making me put the triplets back to sleep!" Freddie said in triumph, as he picked his wife up again and put her back to bed. He then locked his phone in the van just to be safe.

"BENSON!" Sam shouted.

"Yes, Princess?" Freddie replied in a nonchalant voice, sipping some coffee.

"Did I lose that bet we made about the trampoline?" Sam asked.

"You sure did!" Freddie smiled.

"Dammit!" Sam slammed her fist onto the kitchen island.

"Yup, looks like you have to wake up at 4:30 in the morning every day until our beautiful triplets say their first words, and that means all three of them."

"Ugh! I propose a new bet!"

"Sorry, no can do."

"Yes you will, Benson! The bet is that if you build your garage without my help, then I'll still wake up at 4:30. If you can't do it without my help, then I get to wake up whenever I want and you buy me a ham every hour until it's finished."

"Can't accept."

"Do it, Fredward!" Sam commanded, holding out her hand for him to shake.

Freddie took out a sheet of paper and started writing.

"What are you writing, Freddork?" Sam asked, but Freddie turned the note away from her.

He just finished writing when Sam was able to look at the note. Then, he grabbed his coffee and the keys to the Caravan and sprinted out the door to the garage. The note said that he'd be back in a couple of hours and that he was NOT leaving forever and just having some fun.

"BENSON! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE!" Sam screamed. "I'll be back soon, Mel!" Sam yelled upstairs.

Sam could hear the van's tires screech as Freddie left the driveway.

"Dammit! He took the keys to all his other cars!" Sam grabbed the keys to her Geo and tore off in pursuit of Freddie, who was heading east.

"Let's see if he answers his phone..." Sam said, slightly annoyed but smilling.

"Hello, Princess."

"What the hell do you think you're doing, Benson?" Sam asked, trying to sound angry.

"Enjoying myself." Freddie nonchalantly replied.

"Bet you're hungry! All you drank was coffee this morning!" Sam challenged, hoping he wasn't carrying food, because she sure as hell had forgotten.

"I've got some Inside Out Burger I picked up last night in here." Freddie taunted, turning onto the highway.

"Damn you Fredward Benson." Sam cursed.

"Psh. I'm not stopping until you agree to stop getting me to bet with you again." Freddie scoffed.

"And if I don't?" Sam challenged.

"Then we'll drive until you do." Freddie responded.

"And if we run out of gas?" Sam asked.

"Filled up last night. Face it Sam, I've got this all thought out.

"Don't rub it in, Fredwina! Why are we heading toward Spokane?" Sam asked.

"No reason, and goodbye!" Freddie shouted as he accelerated.

"No fair! You're faster than I am!" Sam complained.

"That's your problem, Sammy." Freddie explained.

"Ugh, can't you take it easy on your wife?" Sam asked, sounding like she was pleading.

"No can do. Say you'll drop the bet and we stop." Freddie tried again.

"Never, Benson!"

"Then we'll keep on going!"

"Please, Freddork?"

"Nah, sorry."

"Why not?"

"You know why."

"Do I have to?"

"Yes, you do. Record it too."

"Ugh, fine!"

"Alright, Frednub. I'll call off the bet. You win this round."

"There, I did it! You happy?"

"Sure am. Now, let's go home and see our kids."

...

"Phew, that was almost exhausting." Freddie said as he walked into the house.

"Yeah, good wild goose chase there, Freddifer.

"Where have you guys been?" Mel asked.

"Sam tried to get me to agree to another bet so I took off and we drove in separate cars until she would agree to drop it. Surprisingly, nothing illegal happened." Freddie replied.

"You want me to do something illegal?" Sam inquired.

"No, Sam. You're a mom now. You still keep me on edge, but you've grown up too." Fredward said.

"Thanks, Freddie." Sam responded, pecking him on the lips.

"Looks like you had a good time. Your triplets are sleeping right now."

"Did you give them their midday formula?" Freddie inquired.

"Sure did. What happened with Carly and the break in?" Mel interrogated.

"She's supposed to be getting a damage estimate today, and then she'll get the money from that Chris Watanabe guy."

"If he can pay for it at all!" Sam said. "That guy was a hobo for sure!"

"At least he wasn't the one that your mom talked to back in Delaware..." Freddie reasoned.

"Carly just texted me saying that she's getting about $1500." Sam informed.

"Decent about of cash there." Freddie observed.

"She just said she's giving whatever's leftover to us as a thank you!" Sam exclaimed.

"Do we really want to take it? I mean, she's already taking us to The Cheesecake Warehouse tonight..." Freddie said.

"I'm not quite sure if we should either, but knowing Carly, she'll insist that we do." Sam reminded.

"Yeah, good point." Freddie realized.

"Hopefully she at least calls one of us before taking a cab some place. We can always give her rides." Mel added.

"I texted her offering to let her drive my wagon for a bit, but of course, she declined." Sam said.

"Sometimes I don't understand that girl. Didn't in high school, still don't." Freddie said.

"Same here, but I never understood why you were my first love until later on in high school." Sam replied.

"Same here, but I love you, Sam."

"Love you too, Freddork."

"I'll never get tired of your affectionate insults."

A/N: Review if you would, please! Trying to put in a few fun things while letting Sam and Freddie live a nice calm life. Thanks again for the follows and subscribes!