It was play-date day. Matt, Tai, Ken, and Izzy were all invited over to the Takaishi's to keep an eye on their children and basically hang out with TK and Kari. That, and their wives wanted them out of the house.

"Mama! Cookies, pease?" Nori begged his mother.

Kari didn't want to make cookies, but it was too late. The children were all jumping up and squealing, "Cookies! Cookies!" She sighed. "Alright then. I'll make you cookies."

"Yay!" cried the children.

"TK, you watch them. I don't want to leave you alone for five minutes and find Nori in the hospital again."

"Hey! How was I supposed to know that that glue bonded to skin?"

Kari ignored his outburst. "Oh, and TK? Could you please find a way to put the new bed together today? You know I would do it, but I have to make cookies." Kari grinned at him and walked into the kitchen. "And keep an eye on the kids!"

"She's a tricky one," Tai stated, "Have fun, TK!" He and the others attempted to make a break for it.

"Hold it!" TK yelled, "Get back here! You're all helping me!"

"Aw, man! We've been drafted!" Matt complained.

"Why are you getting a new bed?" Izzy asked as they put Nori, Sam, Amane, and Ren in the backyard so they could get started.

"It's not for us. We bought it for Nori so the new baby can sleep in his crib."

"Okay, so this bed is peewee sized," said Tai, "We'll have it put together in no time!"

"Yeah! We've got two geniuses! What could go wrong?" Matt set down Kai in her carrier and picked up the instructions that came in the large box. The rest got all the pieces out and laid them down on the living room floor.

"My living room looks like a lumber shop," TK stated.

"Daddy! Daddy!" The twins suddenly ran into the room and looked up at Izzy, upset. "Sam stepped on a snail!"

"It was so cool!" Nori ran in after them, "There was swime all over the place!"

"It was gwoss!"

"Sam!" Ken said as his son entered, "What did I tell you about stepping on snails?"

"Nothing," Sam answered, "I've never stepped on a snail befowe."

"Right," Ken said uneasily, "Well, don't do it again."

"Tattletawes!" Nori said to the twins, who stuck out their tongues at him.

"All right! Nori, that's enough," TK scolded, "We do not call people names."

"Oh! Sam!" Ken's cries caused TK to look up, "You have slime on your shoe!" He looked apologetically at TK, "Sorry, man. I'll clean it up."

"It's okay. I'll get the carpet cleaner." TK and Ken set to work on the slimy carpet, and the kids, unnoticed, went to Nori's bedroom.

"I'm getting a big boy bed!" Nori announced, "And my cwib is going to be for my baby brover!"

"Wow!" Amane and Ren marveled at how grown-up Nori was to get a new big boy bed.

"What's being a big brover wike, anyway?" Ren asked Sam.

"My mommy says I'm a good big brover! I hewp. I get diapers for Mommy and Daddy," Sam said proudly.

"Wow!" the twins exclaimed again.

"I can't wait for my widdle brover to come!" Nori said, "I wish he was here right now!"

"I have an idea!" Amane cried, "Let's wite a letter to him on his crib! Then when he comes, he can see how much we wike him!"

"Yeah!" Nori agreed, "We can use my daddy's markers!" He ran off to get them.

"These instructions have got to be written in another language! It's all French to me!" Matt complained.

"That's because it is in French. Japanese is on the other side," Izzy clarified.

"Oh." Matt turned the paper over.

"I still can't make heads or tails of those instructions," Tai stated. "Screw them. All this wood needs is a little manly intuition! Who's got the chainsaw?"

"Hey! No power tools in the house!" TK said.

"Yeah! There are children present," Matt agreed, "Safety first. We give them protective eyewear."

"Uh, actually, there are no children present. Where'd they go?" Ken looked around.

"Oh no! I was supposed to be watching them." TK went looking for the kids, only to find them scribbling all over the walls with markers. He paled. "Just my luck. Please don't be…" He looked at one of the markers. "…Permanent. Of course."

The other men had come in by now and were staring at the room with their jaws to the floor. The children, not sensing the tension between them, came running forward.

"Look Daddy! I wote a wetter for Nori's widdle brover! It says, "Dear baby…"

"We wan out of room on the cwib, so we used the walls too…"

"See how good my witing is, Dad?"

"I can't wait for him to read it!" Nori smiled proudly up at his father.

"Suddenly, I appreciate the full meaning of the phrase, 'what goes around, comes around.' Now you know how I felt whenever you'd mess up my stuff!" Matt imitated his mother, "'Now, TK, just remember, he doesn't know any better.' Nephews are the best revenge."

TK glared at Matt, then looked at Nori. "Nori, it is wrong to color on walls and furniture. It's nice that you want to welcome your little brother, but next time use paper instead, okay?"

"Okay." Nori sensed a reprimand and added, "Sorry."

"It's all right. Now why don't you and your friends go and find some paper to color on?"

"Okay," Nori said again, and the children ran off.

"What am I going to do? Kari's going to kill me!" TK moaned.

"Yeah, and this marker does not come off easily," said Izzy, studying it, "We'll never have time to scrub it off."

"Well what do you suggest we do?" Tai asked.

Izzy shrugged. "Paint is the only way to cover it completely."

"Okay, let's go." TK started to leave.

"What? You're actually going to repaint this room, just like that?" Ken asked, surprised.

"Well, you heard what Izzy said, and frankly, I don't want to be in too much trouble with my wife. We're going to have to get her out of the house somehow-"

"NO!" Izzy suddenly objected, and everyone looked at him curiously. "She can't leave the house! She's already six months pregnant and the new baby still doesn't have his crest and digivice. There's no telling what could happen if they were to show up and Kari wasn't here. It's a serious thing."

"So we're just going to have to keep her busy somehow…"

"Yeah right. How are we going to manage to keep her busy all afternoon?"

"Nori! Don't touch that flour! Oh no, what a mess!" Kari groaned and reached for a dishtowel.

"Sorry, Mama. I was just trying to help."

Kari sighed. "That's okay. I- No Ren! Not the eggs!"

So Kari was kept plenty busy, as were the men. TK, Izzy, and Ken worked on painting the room and the crib, and Matt and Tai were in charge of putting the bed together and watching the babies. It proved to be a bad idea, what with Matt and Tai not being able to read the instructions, so in the end they had to switch around a bit.

"So Matt, how's life as a single working parent coming along?"

"It's hectic, but it would be even worse without Tai's help."

"Oh, no problem." Tai turned to TK. "Matt has this weird method of playing music when he lays Kai down for her nap. The crazy thing is it actually seems to work."

"I'm telling ya, you just put the music on and she calms right down." Matt told TK.

"I read somewhere that playing music to babies makes them smarter," TK stated.

"That's crazy," said Tai, "I never listened to music when I was a baby, and look how smart I am!"

"Good thing you play music, Matt! I don't want my niece turning out like Tai!"

"Hey!"

Finally, the smell of wet paint blended with the smell of baking cookies, which was quite odd and lured Kari out of the kitchen. Luckily, everyone was done, and they had even managed to paint the new bed to match the rest of the room, and proudly showed off the new baby blue nursery.

"Oh wow, TK!" Kari exclaimed, "You kept me busy today so you could surprise me by painting the baby's room?"

"Uh, yeah. I knew you would like it."

"I love it! Thank you all so much!" Kari went on, "But the strangest thing happened when I was baking cookies. The kids all had permanent marker on their hands. You wouldn't know anything about that, would you honey?"

The guys exchanged nervous glances. "Uh, gotta go!"