So…it's not a oneshot anymore… Archer's wife is 32 I've decided, and he's about…33…? Yeah…well only because his son is 13 and that way he would've been 20 and his wife would've been 19…sorry…I have a bad habit of rambling… -sweatdrop- Oh, and Proton is like 27!…'kay I'm done…Enjoy! XD

Proton wasn't sure how long he sat in the office, but when he finally left it was dark out and his eyes were red from unknown tears streaming down his face. He walked dejectedly towards his home. How could I be so stupid? Why didn't I realize it? He walked into his house and over to his bed, laying down and crying himself to sleep.

Archer put on a smile as he walked into his house and hugged his wife. "Hello honey." He said kissing her cheek. His two kids ran up to him and his youngest reached up towards him. He picked her up and kissed her as well. "Did you behave for mommy today, Christine?" He asked his daughter as she hugged his neck.

"Yeah." She said in her three-year-old voice. He looked over to his wife Bridget, and she nodded.

"Good," He said and turned to his son. "What about you Garret?" His son shrugged and walked into his room closing the door behind him. He sighed and shook his head handing his daughter to his wife. "I'll go talk to him." He said and Bridget nodded. He walked into his son's room and sat next to him on his bed. "What's wrong?" He asked and Garret turned away blushing lightly.

"Dad…I put a microphone on your shirt today…and…" His son trailed off. Archer blinked and sighed.

"What do you want to ask?" He asked quietly, not letting his anger show. His son was smart for a thirteen-year-old.

"…Are you cheating on Mom…with a guy?" He asked finally facing his father.

"No." Archer said, but he immediately felt guilty, he wondered why but didn't dwell on the issue. "It was a onetime thing, and I rather regret it now." He said, but he felt it was a lie. Garret looked relieved.

"I won't tell Mom though…I don't want you to get into trouble." He said and hugged his father around his waist.

"Thanks Garret. I brought you home something from work today." He said and reached into his coat, pulling out a pokéball and handing it to his son. As he moved he could feel the dried cum on his chest and realized he needed a shower. Garret's eyes lit up as he opened it and his father's Houndour was inside of it. Archer shifted uncomfortably but smiled. "I know you always liked my Houndoom, so I thought you could raise your own." He ruffled his son's hair and stood up. "I need a shower; it's been a rather long day." His son looked up at him and there was adoration in his eyes.

"Thanks dad." He said and hugged Archer around the waist. Archer hated it when his family hugged him, but he always smiled and awkwardly hugged back. When his son finally let go, Archer walked out of the room and into his bathroom. He stripped and climbed into the shower, closing his eyes and trying to keep his unwanted guilt from showing.

Across the town in Proton's house, he was trying to stay on two feet, he'd drunk all the alcohol in his house and was now not only intoxicated, but more or less, shitfaced. He blinked as he stumbled into the living room and his eyes landed on the phone. He stood there and then grabbed it before stumbling into his bedroom. He dialed the number that was stuck in his head and listened as it rang.

Archer grabbed the phone as he wrapped a towel around his waist, and wondered who would be calling at this time of the night. It was already 11:00.

"Hello?" He asked hesitantly.

"…Why?" He mentally rolled his eyes when he heard the voice; he was then immediately angry.

"What are you doing calling me at this time?" He hissed.

"…I…I want to talk to you…I want to hear your voice…"

"…" He paused for a second. "You're drunk aren't you?"

"So what if I am? You used me you bastard." Archer always wondered how Proton could still sound sober even when shitfaced drunk. "I don't understand why though…am I that worthless?"

Shit…why do I have to deal with him? "No, it was just a…mistake…It shouldn't have happened…but it did…"

"Bastard! Do you realize you took my fucking virginity?" He was shouting now and Archer was happy he was in his room and not the living room. He calmly sat on the bed. He could tell Proton was about to lose it. "I know where you live…I could come over there and tell your wife. How do you think she would react to that?" Archer's breath hitched.

"You wouldn't." Archer said quietly, hoping his slight fear wasn't showing.

"Archer, you know me. You know what I'm capable of. You know that if I wanted to badly enough I could just go to your house and tell your wife you've been fucking me for the last oh, I don't know, three years?" Proton smirked and hiccupped, he really was shitfaced, but he was always honest and direct and the booze just brought that trait in him out. Archer was silent on the other end.

"…What do you want?" He finally asked in defeat.

"I want you to break up with your wife, like you broke up Team Rocket." Proton said simply. Archer's jaw dropped and he nearly dropped the phone as well. "It's that or I tell her you've been fucking a man ever since your daughter was born…and that's the real reason you weren't there to see the birth of your baby girl."

"You bastard." Archer growled, he hung up the phone and glared at the floor. What am I going to do?

You don't have a choice Archer. Proton thought hanging up his phone as well. Either you leave her, or she'll leave you.

-Gaspeth- Oh noes! A cliffhanger…and it turns out he wasn't there to see the birth of his daughter… (I forgot her name already.-sweatdrop/nervous laugh-) Anyways~ I'm working on the next part~