35. City

Sweets walked down the hall swiftly over towards the twins room. Margy and LJ had broken the neighbor's window... again... and as such, they were grounded. They screamed for a little while, but since have been silent. Now it was time for dinner, which meant Sweets had to get them from their room. There was no telling what he was going to get when he opened the door, crying, begging children, angry, spiteful children, or the least likely of all, perfectly well behaved children.

"Alright, guys, you can-" Sweets said as he opened the door, though what he actually saw in the room shocked his words away.

There was a minature city built up in the room. Huge towers made of blocks, legos, books, and anything else stackable, tiny army men scattered through the place, there were tiny ziplines strung across the place. It was bright, it was crazy, and it was also sort of impressive, and sitting in the middle of it all were his youngest children, who were working away at making more buildings.

"Hi, Dad." Margy and LJ peeped in unison, not looking up at him.

"What... What did you two do." He gapped, stepping further into the room.

"We got bored." LJ said, still not looking up.

"Bored?"

"Yeah, we are stuck in here with no TV! We gots bored so we made a city! Isn't it cool?" Margy looked to her father with a grin, who simply blinked at her at first.

"Right..." Sweets said slowly, still absorbing the structures of the room. "You know you have to clean this up, right?"

"Yes sir." LJ nodded, finally looking away from what he was building.

"Whatever." Margy said, pouting slightly. "Why did you come in here?"

"Um... it's dinner time." Sweets said. "Now come out before it gets cold."

37. Discovery

"Heeeyyyy, everybody! It's coming on, it's coming on!" Little Hank Booth shouted, jumping on the couch with his tiny legs, waving his arms like a crazy person.

Today was a special day. Brennan had been called to Egypt to work on some anthropoligical remains and the discovery had made it onto a discovery channel special, so the team had gathered at the Booth household to watch the premiere. The team laughed at the youngest Booth boy as they walked into the room.

"Whoop!" Booth said, catching the boy midjump and tucking him under his arm like a briefcase.

"Daddy." Hank giggled, trying to squirm from the mans hold, a gaint grin still on his face.

"Alright, alright, lets calm down a little." Angela laughed as she took her seat by Brennan, Hodgins soon joining her. Michael Vincent ran up and jumped into his parents laps, making them grunt on account of the fact that he was a little too big to be doing so.

"Yeah, I really want to watch this!" Daisy chirped as her and Sweets took their seats.

"We all want to watch, we are all very happy for Dr. Brennan." Sweets smiled before looking down at the twins, who were curled up in his arms, and bouncing them slightly. "Isn't that right? Aren't we happy for Aunt Brennan? Huh? Yes, we are."

"They are infants, Sweets, I doubt they understand." Brennan said as she took her seat by Booth.

"Yeah..." Sweets said, still looking down at his youngest children. Margy was waving her arms and babbling, her eyes darting around curiously, while LJ just sat there, playing with Sweets' shirt. "Probably. But still, we are very happy for you."

"It's so cool that you're going to be on TV!" Seeley grinned as he snuggled up to his mother.

"Yeah... It is pretty cool." Brennan smiled, straitening her posture slightly to look more proud.

"Even if it is the Discovery channel." Booth wrinkled his nose.

"Yeah, even if is the discovery channel." Christine smiled. "Lets watch, lets watch!"

"Alright, princess." Booth smiled as he flicked the channel on.

38. Found

"Where is he?" Seeley cooed in his baby voice as he pretended to look around his infant son, who was currently hiding under a blanket.

"I don't know." Daisy said in fake suprise, pretending to look as well. "Maybe he is under the couch?""

"No, I don't see him under here." Sweets looked under the couch and Seeley giggled under the blankets. "Where, oh, where is he?"

"Wait, wait... maybe he is behind Barry." Daisy smiled, pionting at the large, stuffed dog. Sweets nodded and looked behind the stuffed animal.

"Nope, not here!" He shook his head before sending the blanket a mischevious look before sneaking up on it. "Maybe he's... here!" He tore the blanket away and Seeley squealed and flailed forward to try and crawl away. "No, no escape! Gotcha!" Sweet swooped up the giggling, squirming child into his arms.

"We found him, yaayyyyy." Daisy did a little clap before walking over and giving her boy a tickle. "There he is, we found him."

"Yeah..." Sweets chuckled, holding the boy close and running a thumb over the boys curls. Seeley looked up at Sweets and blinked at him before trying to cover his face with his little hands to try to find himself. "Oh, he's gone again! Where did he go?"

"I don't know, he was just here." Daisy laughed.

41. Leader

Sweets tried not to laugh as he watched the children plot. It was the day before april fools and this year the kids were taking it seriously. He would pretend to be suprised when the prank came but for now he would simply watch them plot, primarily because it was both interesting and halarious to watch the group's dynamic.

The twins were foot soldiers, lacky's, the followers. They were sitting there, listening to Seeley's little plotting speech, LJ was even taking notes. Michael Vincent was the expert, the guy who would set up any complicated pranks and or pyrotechenics. Sweets knew this based on the fact that Michael was a tinkerer and the fact that Seeley kept looking over to him and asking him something, checking to see if he could do it. Now, the most interesting of the group were Christine and Seeley. Seeley was the leader and Christine was his number two. Christine wasn't always happy about this, Sweets knew that much. Christine liked to be in charge, same as her mother, but also like her mother she lacks leadership qualities. Seeley, on the other hand, was a great leader, partly due to his intellence, and understood Christine's need to lead, especially since he was younger than half his group, and so he made her his honorary second in command. She would help enforce his plans amongst the group.

Sweets shook his head out of thought and walked off as the group talked about places to hid Hank's favorite toy.

42. Game

Sweets smiled at Seeley and the twins as they mulled around the living room. Seeley laid upside down on the armchair, nose in a book. Margy and LJ were bickering about something that Sweets couldn't decifer. Summer vacation had just started and they were all a little bored, but little did they know that he had a little something planned for them.

"Hey, guys," He peeped, strolling into the room, "what're you doing in here?"

"Nothing." Was the echoing response.

"Not anymore! Get up." Sweets said as he walked up to Seeley and shook one of his knees.

"Why?" Seeley flipped himself rightside up.

"You guys are going to do a scavenger hunt." Sweets said before laughing as all their faces morphed into confusion. "In the backyard, winner doesn't have to do their chores for a month." That caught their interest.

"Awesome!" Seeley grinned, jumping up from his seat as Margy and LJ leaped up from their spots on the floor. They were all grinning widely, almost manicly.

"To the backyard then." Sweets laughed and the children dashed towards the door, with Sweets following behind them at a walk.

"What do we have to find?" Seeley asked as his eyes scanned the lawn, arleady looking for objects that might be out of place.

"I've hidden seven objects out here, each object comes with a clue. You will find the first clue... in a bush." Sweets said and the children scattered off in all directions. "... Go!"

45. Bee

"DADDDYYYYYY!" Sweets hear his little Lily's voice screeched from outside and he could clearly hear the terror in her screeching. Panic breifly flared in his chest before being muffled by reason. Lily screamed all the time, just last week she screamed in terror when LJ put a fake spider in her bed.

"Yes, sweetheart?" He called, pushing himself up and peeking into the yard, only to be rammed into by a seemingly tramatized six yearold.

"Kill it! Kill it!" Lily squealed, hugging onto his leg with one arm and flailing her arm at the backyard with the other.

"Kill what?"

"The bee, the bee!" Lily continued to flail an arm at the lawn.

"A bee? That's what this is about?" Sweets gave his youngest an amused look.

"It's going to sting me, Daddy!" She cried out, clinging to his legs tightly.

"Okay, okay." He cooed, reaching down and scooping her up. "We wouldn't want it to sting Daddy, right? Lets just leave the mean bee alone, baby girl." Sweets carried the girl inside, rubbing her back in circles. "What do you say we watch some old movies, huh? Some Frozen, maybe?"

71. Rose

"Hey..." Sweets whispered as he walked into the delivery room where Daisy was laying with their newest baby. "How are my two angels?"

"Fine." Daisy smiled as she let the infant unlatch from her breast. "She's a natural eater."

"Good." He walked up to the bed and peered at the soft, pink newborn in her arms. "She's beautiful."

"She is." Daisy smiled at the little girl and then to him. "What are we going to call her? We agreed on Lily as a first name?"

"Yeah." Sweets nodded. "So we just need a middle name."

"Maybe Michelle? Like me." Daisy suggested and Sweets shook his head slowly, brows drawn together. He stared at the little one as she let out a yawn and squirmed softly.

"How about Rose? Lily Rose."

"Lily Rose..." She pressed her lips together in a tight line before smiling. "I like it, it suits her."

"It does." Sweets nodded, leaning down and giving both his girls a kiss on the forehead.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:

I would have made this part longer but I haven't been very motivated. Lack of reviews has made it hard.

Let me clarify this matter. I. Am. Stressed. I'm working on a second college course, have to deal with scholarships and grants, have three prodjects to finish, am cowriting another story, and ontop of all that, I'M NOT GETTING ANY REAL FEEDBACK. When I get home, I'm tired, I check somethings for my college and then I go to work on some fanfiction and I just... flop. I've been trying to work on the two requests, but things are very tough right now. I'm not motivated. Why would I work hard on something that I won't even get any feedback to know that anyone is really reading when I can take a nap? Or watch TV? Both of which would make me happy, not as much as feedback but happy, and wouldn't require as much effort on my part. I love writing, but motivation is a big part in this case.

I hope that made that clear. Sorry for lack of chapters.

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