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"Rex! I told you that movie was too scary for him." Circe glared at her husband.

Rafael's head was buried in the crook of her arm. He was sobbing uncontrollably.

"Come on Circe. He needs to toughen up." Rex tried to defend himself.

"But making him watch a movie when he's not ready is irresponsible." Circe was trying not to yell. Rafael was already distraught and she didn't want to upset him further by fighting with Rex. "We'll talk about this later." She picked up Rafael.

"It's okay, baby. Mommy's here." She cooed.

Rex had mixed feelings. Although he felt guilty that Rafael was in such a state, he felt justified in what he did. Rafael was way too wussy in his book. He was easily startled, cried at every little thing, and let the other kids at the playground push him around. What is a dad suppose to do? So Rex had taken it upon himself to "toughen" up his boy. He tried playing sports with him.

"Come on buddy! The ball is coming to you! Kick it to the goal!" Rex yelled at his son who was staring at something on the ground.

Startled his son looked up just in time to see the soccer ball smack him in the face. He fell over and didn't get up. Rex ran over to look.

"Hey, buddy. You okay?" Rex bent over the fallen child.

Rafael sat up in shock. He looked at his dad and… screwed up his face… and began bawling. For the next 20 minutes Rex had to try to calm his sobbing son. After that he didn't want to play anymore. Luckily, he didn't do his sonic scream like in t-ball.

During t-ball…

Rafael swung the bat at the stationary ball. He over-swung, did a 180, and fell on his face. He missed the ball. He pushed himself up.

Rex was shouting encouraging things like, "How can you miss? The ball is like 5 inches from you!" Circe smacked Rex over the head.

"Come on baby you can do it." She shouted to her son as she glared at her husband who just shrugged.

He swung again. He missed a second time. Finally, at the third try he managed to tap the ball off the tee.

"Run, run, run!" Rex shouted excitedly. Then he looked in disbelief. "No the other way, the other way!"

Rafael stopped in mid run and looked at his dad with the most confused look on his face.

"The other way!" Rex pointed to first base which was in the opposite direction. Rafael hesitantly started running to where Rex was pointing but the pitcher already had the ball and threw it to the person on first.

Rafael when he saw the ball heading toward the person who would tag him out, emitted a sonic scream that pulverized the ball before it reached the person on first. Everyone looked on in shock. Rafael made it to first base and jumped up and down.

"I did it!" He said excitedly.

The parents all looked at Rex and Circe who got very red.

Another sport they were banned from.

Rex sighed as he poured himself some coffee. The phone rang.

"Hello?" Rex answered tiredly.

"Mijo? Where are you? I thought you were coming to help with the baby today while Rebecca takes Beverly to the doctor's? Did you forget?" Caesar asked.

Oopps, Rex had forgotten. "No, I'm coming. Just running a little late. Rafael just had an episode."

"Ohh, I understand. I'll see you soon." Caesar hung up.

Everyone knew about Rafael's "episodes". Although this time he didn't blow out any windows. Rex was lucky. He could easily be replacing windows all afternoon.

Rex sighed and got ready to go. As he was about to step out of the house, his daughter stopped him at the door.

"Dad, can you give this to Aunt Beverly." Violeta held out a homemade necklace.

"Sure, sweetie." He said putting the necklace in his pocket.

"No, dad! Don't put it in your pocket! You'll crush it!" She looked at her dad horrified.

"I can't hold it all the way to Uncle Caesar's." Rex protested.

Violeta looked at her dad with the saddest puppy dog eyes.

"Ok, fine. I'll hold it." He grumbled closing the door.

0o0

Rex arrived at Caesar's. He rang the doorbell. He blinked when he saw who opened the door.

"Six?" Rex asked. "What are you doing here?"

"Filling in for you." Six said flatly.

"Boy, does she have you domesticated." Rex smirked.

"I'm not the one wearing a necklace." Six observed.

Startled Rex looked down and blushed. He had forgotten that he hung the necklace around his neck so he could form his rex ride. "It's for Beverly."

"Sure it is." Six turned to walk back inside the house.

"It is!" Rex insisted.

"Doth lady protest too much." Six answered.

Rex growled as he followed Six into the living room.

He forgot his annoyance when he saw Caesar. He was gingerly bouncing the baby up and down trying to stop him from crying. The man looked haggard. The living room looked worse with baby clothes and toys strewn around the usually immaculate floor.

"Caesar, you okay?" Rex asked concerned.

"They leak from both ends." Caesar groaned. "You don't know which one to get first."

Rex and Six looked at each other and snorted. Amateur.

0o0

In half an hour Six and Rex had the living room looking somewhat presentable. The baby was fed, changed, and was now sleeping in Caesar's arms.

Caesar breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks. I wasn't sure how I was going to manage this."

Six merely nodded.

Rex grinned. "Boy, bro, never thought I'd be teaching you something."

"Your kids are really sweet if a little difficult because of their powers. I hope this one turns out that well." Caesar noted.

Rex's face fell a little. "Yeah, but I'm worried about Rafael. He's such a chicken."

"I hope you did not tell him that." Six said

"Of course not!" Rex glared at Six.

"But kids pick up on when you don't approve." Six replied.

Rex was about to protest but then stopped. He did force Rafael to watch that movie. He felt a pang of guilt.

"You know Rex," Caesar said. "When you were little you were scared of your own shadow."

"What? No." Rex said incredulously.

"Yes. In fact, I think mami and papi video taped you running around in circles trying to get away from it." Caesar noted.

Six made a strange sound that suspiciously sounded like a chuckle. Rex glared at him but Six's expression never changed.

"You were always running into our parent's room because you were afraid that El Cucuy* was under your bed." Caesar continued.

"You use to come to my room, too." Six said.

"I don't remember that." Rex protested.

Both men looked pointedly at him.

"Okay, granted, there are still gaps in my memory but I don't remember being that bad at sports or that afraid." Rex scoffed.

"Basketball." Six and Caesar said simultaneously.

Rex scowled. Sure bring that one thing up.

"Look, Rex, Rafael is a normal little kid. He might not be who you think he should be but he is who he is supposed to be. Besides we all grow up and change." Six said.

"You've definitely changed from that scared little kid to the hero you are today." Caesar added.

"Don't give him a swelled head." Six looked at Rex.

Rex wrinkled his nose at Six and turned to Caesar. "So what you're saying is that I should leave Rafael alone."

"Well, not completely alone. Play with him, spend time with him, let him know you're interested in what he's interested in. Be consistent with him." Six interjected.

Caesar nodded. "You eventually stopped being scared of El Cucuy because mami and papi use to perform the scientific exorcism of El Cucuy every night."

"Are you serious?" Rex raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, it was ridiculous but it worked." Caesar nodded.

"Hmmm." Rex had a lot to think about.

"By the way, why are you wearing a necklace?" Caesar asked Rex.

0o0

When Rex came home later that day, he asked Violeta where her brother was.

"In his room." Violeta answered. "Did you give Aunt Beverly my necklace?"

"Yes." Rex muttered as he went up the stairs. He knocked on his son's door.

"Hey, buddy? Can I come in?" Rex hesitantly opened the door. He looked in and saw that his son was face down on his bed. "Raffy?"

Rafael shrugged but didn't answer or look up.

Rex came in and sat on Rafael's bed. "I'm sorry I made you watch that scary movie. I liked it and thought you would too."

Rafael didn't move. Rex rubbed the back of his head. This was harder than he thought.

"Anyway, how about we watch something you like."

At that Rafael looked up at his dad. "Pinky Panda?"

"Sure. Pinky Panda." Rex suppressed the urge to cringe.

Rafael sat up on his bed with a smile. "Dad, before we go watch it, can we play basketball?"

Rex was surprised. "I thought you didn't like sports."

"I like playing basketball with you." Rafael said giving his dad a hug.

Rex smiled until his son added.

"You're as bad as I am at it." Rafael bounded out of the room.

Rex sighed and looked up to see Circe smirking at him.

"What's so funny?" He asked her getting up from the bed.

"Nothing." She said wrapping her arms around his waist.

"Uh huh."

"You're a great dad… lousy basketball player but great dad." Circe smiled.

"I'll take that." Rex smirked and kissed her.

"Daaaad! Let's go." His son called from downstairs.

"Coming." He let go of Circe and went downstairs.

Circe shook her head with a smile. What Rex lacked in sense was always made up by how big his heart was.

* El Cucuy= Spanish bogeyman

I was reading someone's comment that Six could never be a father. But I would have to beg to differ. Six was always a father. He was a father to Rex. If you watch the cartoons you can see his progression from handler to father. I think Six would make a great dad. Besides if nothing else Six needs to have kids to continue his legacy.

Anyway, I hope you (Animated-Geek-Lonely-Nerd, Dimmension Traveler, and SDF) enjoyed this. Honestly, I'm writing this for you guys. I don't know who else is reading these.