A/N Happy St. Joseph's day! (Squee! We're having Zappoli! And Spaghetti and some other stuff I don't remember!)
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"Don't touch that." Patrick ordered coming down the stairs into the living room carrying the last three of Robin's bags.
"I am perfectly capable of carrying my own luggage." Robin remarked.
"No, you're actually not, as you are not allowed to lift more then ten pounds and all of your luggage weighs more then that. In fact I don't even think your purse ways less then ten pounds." Patrick answered.
"These kids weigh more then ten pounds does that mean I should stop carrying them around?" Robin asked but Patrick just rolled his eyes rather then answer her and headed out the door with the first load of luggage. "This would go a lot faster if you let me help." Robin continued when he came back in the house.
"Yes, but it's a lot safer if you don't help." Patrick said grabbing a second load of luggage. "If we were flying on a public plane you would never be able to take this much luggage. Let's go." Patrick continued as he came into the house for the last of the luggage. Robin followed him pausing to lock the door on her way out.
"Can't you go any faster then that?" Robin asked when they reached the airport.
"Not really, no." Patrick said through clenched teeth struggling to lift their luggage.
"If you would just let me…"
"Robin, just be quiet, for one minute." Patrick grit out sighing in relief when he reached a luggage cart dropping the luggage into it. He turned around to see Robin who looked like she was going to cry. "Don't cry, Robin." Patrick said her response was to burst into tears which caused everyone who passed by to glare at him. Patrick pulled his girlfriend into a hug.
"You hate me."
"I do not."
"Yes you do."
"What did you do to her Patrick?" Brenda asked coming up behind them.
"I didn't do anything!"
"Don't lie." Brenda said puling Robin away from Patrick after pausing to glare thoroughly at him. "Now get my luggage and follow us we're going to terminal three." Brenda said before turning her attention to Robin. "Honestly, I don't understand why you put up with him. Such a rude man." Brenda remarked. Robin looked over her shoulder at Patrick and stuck her tongue out at him in response he rolled his eyes.
"He rolled his eyes at me!"
"Don't roll your eyes at Robin." Brenda ordered.
"She started it!"
"Did not."
"Did too."
"Did not."
"Quiet children!" Brenda reprimanded pulling Robin ahead while Patrick attempted to see over the large stack of luggage. Both women turned back around just in time to see Patrick crash into a wall, which resulted in all of the luggage falling off the cart. Both women promptly burst into hysterical laughter. Patrick paused in his gathering up of the luggage to glare at them. "Didn't your parents teach you not to glare at people?" Brenda asked. Patrick clenched his teeth and followed the two women onto the plane.
A few hours later…
"Hurry up Patrick! Robin exclaimed as her and Brenda paused yet again to wait for Patrick to catch up.
"I'm going as fast as I can." Patrick said before returning to his speculation on why women needed so many suitcases. He only needed one. (1)
"Finally." Robin said when Patrick caught up to them. Brenda pointed to the waiting limo and told Patrick to help the poor chauffeur load the luggage she didn't think it was fair to make him do load all of that luggage. Patrick glared at them once more and went to load the things in the trunk while Brenda and Robin got into the car.
At the fashion show…
Patrick could feel a migraine coming on if the pounding between his eyes was any indication. Brenda and Robin were sitting on either side of him leaning over to point at various things in the program. He couldn't decide if it was worse when Brenda sat with them, she and Robin exclaiming over baby clothes, or when she went backstage to supervise after each segment and Robin forced him to look at everything. By the time the show had ended that day Robin had gotten twenty designer onsies (Five per kid), sixteen dresses and skirts (Eight per girl), sixteen little boy outfits (8 per boy), and two baby blankets for each kid. And this was only day one of the four day fashion show. Joy.
A/N (1) Patrick's views on the amount of luggage women bring are the views of my uncles who think a suitcase for just shoes is unnecessary. I however disagree. Review! Please and Thank you! This was 629 words when I prewrote it in my spiral and now it is eight hundred thirty words.
