Chapter Three: Monday Night

A/N: thank you gus for the reviews and following the story i'm sorry it took so long to update it was a crazy week

disclaimer: stll not mine

3 pm

"DADDY!!" came the screeching voice of a Chloe as she bounded into her father's office, blond hair bouncing on her shoulders.

"yes baby girl?" Draco looked up from his paper work to acknowledge his first born.

"what's a bun in the oven?" she asked innocently.

Draco stared at his nearly six year old daughter in disbelief. If it were a comic strip his jaw would have hit the floor due to the look of complete shock on his face.

"where did you hear that?"

"Uncle Blaise said that Aunt Pansy had a bun in the oven so I asked Aunt Pansy if I could have some when it cooled off and she said it wasn't that kind of bun so then I asked her what kind it was and then she told me that it was a conversation I should have with you or mommy but mommy's at work so what's a bun in the oven?"

"I think we should wait for mommy to get home"

"but I wanna know now."

"but I don't want to answer this question without your mother."

"why?"

"because I'll mess up the answer and mommy will make me sleep on the couch."

"why?"

"because last time we had one of these conversations that's what she did."

"why?"

"because she's better with words then I am"

"why?"

"because she's a girl"

"why?"

"because that's how she was born."

"why?"

"I don't know"

"why?"

"because I don't?"

"but you're my daddy and you know everything"

Draco released a sigh of exasperation realizing that there was no way he could talk his way out of this one nor could he keep up the "why" game with his adorable daughter till his wife returned home in three hours.

"why don't we go ask your Uncle Blaise? This way you get your answer and I get to sleep in my bed."

"what if he doesn't know the answer? He's not as smart as you."

"He'll know, I promise."

"what if mommy gets mad?"

"then she'll hex Uncle Blaise."

"Okay." she lifted her arms up clearly stating she wanted to be carried. Draco, still clad in his sweat pants and wife beater, got up from his desk to pick up Chloe.

"come on little one let's go make your Uncle sweat."

Draco and Chloe made their way to the living room where Blaise sat munching on chips.

"Hey mate." Blaise said never tearing his eyes away from the flat screen tv that sat on the wall opposite him.

"Hey."

"I thought you had work to do?"

"I do"

"taking a break?"

"so to speak. Chloe here has a question for you."

"what's up munchkin?" Blaise asked while taking her out of her father's arms.

"What's a bun in the oven?"

"ugh Draco? Isn't this a question you should be answering?"

"No Blaise since you were the one who mentioned it in front of an impressionable 5 year old I felt you should be the one to explain it."

Draco's Commentary

Kids don't say the darndest things, idiotic adults open their idiotic mouths in front of the kids knowing that they'll repeat it . One day I will teach Blaise to not open his mouth in front of my children. All I know is that when Gin gets home all hell is going to break loose. Kiss your bits goodbye Zambini. I cant wait to see him try and talk his way out of this one.

"but GinBug's going to hex my bits off and I like my bits man"

"and I like my bed."

"so what is it?" Chloe asked once more getting irritated that she was being ignored.

"it's just another way to say that a women is pregnant." he turned to Draco with a smug look on his face that said 'see that wasn't so bad'. Draco returned the look with a shake of his head knowing full well that this would not be the end.

"what's pregnant mean?"

"it's when a women is carrying a baby inside her."

"like when mommy got fat and then we got Blake when she got skinny again?"

"exactly"

"oh. So how does the baby get in there?"

"with a special seed"

"how does the seed get in there?"

"um…"

"and how does the baby get out?"

"the women pushed it out."

"through where?"

"oh good lord. We should wait for your mom to get home"

"already tried that one mate, didn't work. But keep up the good work I'm going to check on Blake." Draco left the room and began climbing the stairs to his four year old son's room.

Draco peaked his head into the room to see if Blake was still napping only to find him sitting in the corner playing with his toy quidditch set.

"Hey little man." Draco said walking into the room.

"Daddy!" Blake bolted from his spot on the floor into his father's arms.

"how was your nap? " Draco asked kissing him on the cheek

"relaxing." Blake responded with the answer he heard his mother give the day before.

"why didn't you come get me when you woke up?"

"Chloe"

"ah. So you heard her yammering on and chose to stay away."

"she's loud." He ruffled Blake hair while laughing. Chloe indeed was loud, it was the Weasley in her after all. She looked exactly like Draco but had her mother's personality, temper and the habit of being vocal the majority of the time. Blake on the other hand was not only the spiting image of his father but he had his relaxed, quiet, personality to him.

"come on let go check on your uncle."

"ugh"

6 pm

Ginny's Commentary

As soon as I walked in I knew something was up. Just one day I would like to come home from the shop to a fiasco free house, that's all I want. It will never happen but one can only dream.

"I'm home!"

"MOMMY SAVE ME!!" Blake blared as he catapulted towards his mother.

"what's wrong baby boy?" Ginny asked lifting him into her arms.

"Chloe hasn't stopped talking."

"about what?"

"a bun and an oven."

"DRACO!!!!!!!!!"

"BLAISE DID IT!" Draco replied from the living room.