It's been 2 weeks since Roger has had his massive tumor which ended up being his son Rogu.

Now before Roger had Rogu he was never into having kids of his own.Heck he attempted to avoid Steve when he had his alien baby.Wonder where is that alien baby by the way? You know what I'm getting off track let's move right along.

When Roger had his tumor removed he had some connection to it.The moment it was handed to him in a jar,It was a deep connection that he will protect it no matter what. But when he found it came to life he was ready to be a father to his new baby boy.

But like the way beginning put it,that was 2 weeks ago and he still almost balenced fatherhood.

As we speak the new father is sleeping in his usual spot in the attic with soft breathing with his son in a crib that Francine happened to have from when Steve was a baby also dreaming.

"No Taylor Swift don't write a song about me I'll do better!" The alien said in his sleep when all of a sudden he heard a soft cry that woke him up. His fatherly instincts kicked in and saw his son squrming his sleep. "Huh must be a tough dream" He said.He quietly picked up his son and started walking around the room looking at the huge mess that was once a bar and a hangout space which is now a bar/bedroom/play area all into one.

Roger walked back to his bed stroking the homunculus back and started talking to him. "There there it's all right daddy's here to protect you." Rogu slowly opened his eyes to see his daddy looking at him and kissed his forehead.

Roger looked at the time on his clock 4:15am I'm gonna make you a bottle and then we are going back to bed. Roger carried his baby and left the attic to see that the Smith household was really quiet because everyone else was sound asleep.

He walked downstairs to the living room to hear only the creaks of the house. He made it to the kitchen.And grabbed a burp rag because the last time Roger gave Rogu some thing to drink there was a big mess everywhere. "Ok buddy I have to put you down so daddy can make your drink."Roger said tenderly.

While he was doing that Rogu ran over to the pots and pans and started throwing them everywhere. Roger didn't wanna yell and disturb the family but he had no choice to get Rogu to listen

"ROGU WHAT ARE DOING IT IS ALMOST 4:30 IN THE MORNING STOP WITH ALL THE RACKET I CANNOT GET IN TROUBLE!" He shouted. Rogu froze in place and started crying. Roger's heart sank he knew he wasn't use to this parenting stuff yet so He sat down started crying too.

Roger wasn't aware of how long he was crying for because he heard a familar soft voice. "Roger are you ok?" He looked up and saw Francine in her bathrobe with a concerned look on her face and walked over to where Roger was sitting and joined him.

"I was sleeping until I heard the sound of you yelling and then I heard Rogu crying then you crying and I wanna know if you're ok." She said.

Roger gripped on to her "Oh Franny this sucks!" Francine was confused. "What does?" Roger let go of her and wiped tears from his face. "This! Me!" Francine stroked Roger's back for a good few mintues until she flatly said "I understand." Roger got up from his chair "No You don't! You've been doing this for 19 years I've only done this for almost 2 weeks! You are a great mother while I am a crappy dad!"

Francine got up as well "No Roger that's my point! let me tell you a story about what happened 2 weeks after Hayley was born." Roger picked up Rogu who was now sitting quietly in the corner of the kitchen and got ready to hear Francine's story that will help him.

Francine began "So 19 years ago,Me and Stan were just bringing home Hayley from the hospital and I had no idea what to expect because coming from a foster family and being the youngest I didn't know what to expect so what I did was be really patient and made sure that my new daughter had everything she had!" Roger smiled "Wow that is reallt interesting!" Francine added "But by the time Steve came along I had used those same tricks around him despite at that point I already had everything"

Roger held Francine's hand "Soo I just have to be patient and make sure my baby has everything?" Francine stroked his back "And one day when you have another baby you do the same thing!" Francine squeezed his hand went back to bed. "Hm being paitent." He whispered to his son.

After Roger made Rogu's stuff he went back upstairs and fed him. "Listen Rogu I wanna deeply apologize I'm sorry that I yelled I know I'm not use to this stuff but I will get it eventually." As he was feeding him

Rogu grabbed his dad's finger "Rogu forgive you!"

Roger smiled "I'm so happy yo hear that!"

After the bottle,Roger put Rogu back to bed and tucked him in "Good night buddy I promise tomorrow I will be better!"

Roger climbed back into his bed and smiled to himself. "And be the best damn dad you ever had for the rest of your life!"