Danny didn't know what he was walking into when he walked back into the apartment.

"Hey, Mom, I'm back!" That a when he saw Coach Hayes coming out from the hallway, wearing his bathrobe! "Coach?" Hayes jumped at Danny's voice.

"Danny!"

"What are you doing here?" Danny demanded. "In my robe?" Hayes shook his head.

"It's not what it looks like." Danny furrowed his eyebrows.

"I'm pretty sure that's my robe." That was when Bonnie walked in, tying herself into Tucker's robe.

"Hank, you ready to go in for round two...?" She asked, stopping as soon as she saw Danny.

"It's exactly what it looks like!" Danny shouted.

"Wheeler, calm down!" Hayes shouted back, but Danny was far from calm.

"No, I'm not going to calm down." Bonnie held up her hand.

"Hank, I'll handle this." Then she looked to Danny. "Danny, calm down." Hayes waved his hands in a simmer down position, trying to get everyone to stop shouting.

"Maybe I should just get dressed and then we-" Danny wouldn't let him finish. He just grabbed him by the shoulder and shoved him towards the door. "...or I could just go." Hayes finished.

"Hank, no." Bonnie tried, but Danny was already shoving Hayes out the door.

"Hank, yes."

"Honestly, Wheeler, listen, if you would just give me two seconds-"

"One two." Slam! The door shut, and Bonnie put her hands on her hips.

"Oh, Danny, nothing was going on here." Danny gave her a look.

"I've heard that before. I believe Dad called it wrestling." That was when Bonnie remembered

"Wait. You were supposed to grab soda for Brooke!" Danny's face went white as he tried to think of an excuse.

"They were out of the orange kind."

"Sprite." Bonnie reminded him, throwing up her hands. "You are unbelievable! Do you know what went on here this afternoon? We babysat. That's it. But when we tried to feed Emma, she flung mashed bananas all over everything we were wearing." Danny nodded, remembering his own experience with Emma and mashed bananas. It hadn't been pretty.

"Oh, yeah, she hates those." Then he furrowed his eyebrows. "So you weren't-"

"Hooking up with a guy I barely knew while I'm supposed to be babysitting?" She asked sarcastically. "No! Please! I'm not Grandma. Now if you'll excuse me, I still have banana in my bra." Then she headed for the bathroom.

"So you really-"

"No, we didn't!" She shouted, interrupting Danny, just as Brooke came in, rubbing her eyes.

"Yo, what's with all the yelling?" She asked tiredly. "I was asleep." Danny sighed, falling against the door.

BABYSITTER

"Strike one!"

"Hey, ump! You got cable? 'Cause we ain't watching the same game." Riley shouted at the umpire back at the softball game, just as Ben arrived with a large watermelon.

"Hey, so sorry I'm late again, but I've brought a little peace offering." He told her with a smile, which was returned with a glare from Riley.

"It's the top of the ninth, I don't really have time for a prank right now." Ben chuckled.

"It's actually full of vodka. So we drink it and then launch it. There's a good chance we could clear the fence."

"First time for everything." She told him, before pointing to the bench. "Take a seat, Wheeler, with the rest of the ladies." Then she began yelling at the umpire again. "Hey hey, ump, turn your ringer on because you're missing your calls!" Ben sat down next to a slightly terrified looking Tucker.

"So how's it going? Are we winning?" Tucker grabbed his arm, his eyes wide.

"We want you back! Please be our captain again." He begged, and Ben furrowed his eyebrows.

"What about Riley?" That was when Riley herself came over and held a bat out to Tucker.

"All right, Tuck, you're on deck. Strike out again and you'll be lickin' the lines off the field." She told him, before clapping her hands together, making the men all jump. "Look alive, people!"

"We already voted." Tucker told Hen hurriedly."The job's yours. But you have to fire her." Ben's smile fell as Tucker headed onto the field.

BABYSITTER

The game ended, and Ben still didn't tell Riley that he was firing her.

She came home with him and Tucker to celebrate the second win of the season, and Ben decided to check on Brooke, who Danny had said was lying in his room.

When Ben saw Brooke lying there, asleep, he had to smile. It had been a rough day, and he had something very difficult to take care of, but when he saw her, the world felt at peace, just for that one moment.

"Was she okay all day? Both of them?" He asked Danny.

"Well, Emma flung mashed bananas at Mom and Brooke threw up, but otherwise, not a problem." He told them, not ready to recount the entire day. "They both mostly slept." Ben smiled.

"Alright, and don't worry. You can have my bed tonight while Brooke sleeps. I don't want to wake her up." Danny shook his head, not in any mood to sleep with Emma.

"Thanks, but I think I can handle the couch." That was when Tucker waved Ben in from the fire escape. Riley was in the bathroom.

Ben went outside to Tucker, and Tucker looked at him with wide eyes.

"Did you do it?" He asked. "Is Riley out of the game?" Ben sighed.

"The last time I told Riley something she didn't want to hear, she made me eat crayons." He said, before sniffing. "I still tear up at the sight of burnt sienna." Tucker patted his shoulder, understandingly.

"Don't worry, I've got your back, okay?" That was when Riley popped her head out.

"Hey, teammates." Tucker jumped at her voice and smiled as he turned around to face her.

"Hi, Riley. Oh, don't you look cute today? Oh, is that my phone?" Then he hurried back inside, and Riley looked to Ben.

"Hey, so what's up? Everything okay?" Ben nodded, hoping to get this over with quickly.

"Yeah. It's about the game." Riley sighed.

"Oh, thank God. I was worried I was going to have to bring it up." Ben furrowed his eyebrows.

"Excuse me?" Riley nodded.

"I know it's your thing, but you've gotta rein in the crazy." Ben nodded back, confused.

"Kinda trying to do that right now."

"I just think you need to take the game a little more seriously." She explained. "You're putting me in a really tough spot with the other guys. Truth is I should've benched you." Ben's eyes went wide.

"You were going to bench me? Okay, this just got a whole lot easier." But Riley wasn't finished yet.

"But I can't. You know I can't. You're the reason I'm playing again and I missed it so much. Thank you." She gave him a tight hug, and Ben knew he couldn't fire her. "So what did you want to tell me?" She asked, pulling away.

"Just... That you're doing a really great job. Thanks." He told her dejectedly, just as both of their phones rang.

"Ding dong, Riley's gone. Ben's firing her right now." Riley read the text from Tucker that was sent out to the whole team, and looked to Ben, confused. "What is this?" Ben let out a slow sigh, the scent of crayons seemingly wafting in the air.

"The meaner version of what I was gonna say."