Thanks for all the reviews guys: on to chapter 2!

It was nearly 10 o' clock and the Halpert's had just gotten the last of their three children to bed. Pam collapsed backwards onto the bed whilst Jim was trying to squeeze one last drop of toothpaste onto his toothbrush. Pam watched as he pushed down on the tube with both hands, then put his full weight on the tube. Nothing happened. "You know we have a new tube under the sink right?" Pam called to him. Jim bent down and pulled out the new tube, before standing up and turning around.
"This is poisoned Pam? Do you remember where you got it?" he raised his eyebrows.
"Yeah, Dwight gave it to me last week as a very late birthday present" she said.
"So you do remember! You weren't really going to use this right? You could have died Bees!" She laughed and rolled her eyes. Even though she'd been Pam Halpert for 13 years and several months, that name came up often. She didn't mind, most women had babe or some other cliche pet name, she however was 'Bees'. Jim sighed and pulled another tube from under the sink. The sticky blue label proclaimed "The Power Porcupines" and had four furry animals with masks on it. Pam remembered I time when her son and thought "The Power Porcupines" were the best thing ever and insisted on everything porcupine, then once he hit six, it was suddenly "Spiderman".
"That's two years old Halpert, you sure you want to take your chances?" Jim nodded and put his toothbrush covered with a sticky blue blob in his mouth. Pam looked at him. He looked back. Of course they'd made a bet through those looks, Pam implying there was no way he could not spit it out and Jim saying he could brush all day. She raised her eyebrows and he spun around on spit out the toothpaste. She laughed when he turned around and a dribble of blue ran down his chin, she got up and whipped it off with her sleeve. "There" she smiled. He kissed her in thanks. He got under the covers and she turned of the lights before snuggling into him. "You know I won right?" she whispered.
"Yeah, I do" he yawned.
Cecelia woke up to her father shaking her awake. "Hey Cece, time to get up" he smiled. She opened her eyes lazily.
"Not that you're not the coolest dad on the planet, because you are, but why isn't mom in here forcing my lazy butt up?" she asked, grabbing her signature purple and pink splotched cap and putting it over her mess of dark blonde hair.
"She's still sleeping, I tried to get her up but she wanted" he smiled. "Just five more minutes!" the last part was added in a fair impression of her mom when she was tired. Cece laughed and got out of bed as Jim walked down the hall to Charlotte's room. After he got the kids up, he planned to see if his wife was okay, usually his creative ways of waking her up were welcomed with a smile and several kisses, his favorite part of the morning. Today however she had snapped at him, which she rarely did. He sighed and pushed the door open to Charlotte's room, ready to wake up his next kid.

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At five am sharp, Honus woke up to the crowing of his alarm clock. His father had decided roasters were good for nothing but wake up calls and he just bought a roaster alarm clock for every room in the house programmed to go off at five unless someone entered the keycode-which only Dwight himself knew. Honus yawned and stretched out in his bed before getting out of it, shivering in the cool morning air that had come through his window. That's when he noticed the clothing hanging from his door, with a note attached.

Honus,

At work today you must wear this as to be identified in case of emergency

-Your Father, Dwight Kurt Schrute

Honus looked up at the mustard yellow dress t-shirt, official looking pants, socks and nice shoes. He couldn't wear this, what would Stefani think of him then? He looked wistfully under his bed at the 'cool' clothes his friend Peter had loaned him. Honus thought they wear the dumbest looking pieces of cloth he'd seen in his life but Peter insisted that they were his popular older brother's before he grew out of them. He looked at the clothes and pulled them out. There was a baggy pair of jeans, pre-ripped and dirtied (Peter said that that's how his brother's girlfriend had bought them), a large graphic t-shirt, a skate-style hat with the 'Monster' logo on the front, a pair of shoes without laces and some sunglasses. He pulled off his pajamas had pulled on the unfamiliar clothing. He was grateful there was a belt on the pants, but he was so thin he had to poke a new hole in the leather. He stood in front of the reflective piping in his bedroom. He was missing something... he took off his glasses and put on the large sunglasses. He looked good in his opinion, he barely even needed glasses so he figured he good do just fine without them. He called down the hall to his father that he was taking his bike to the office and when he got a response, Honus carefully took the bug screen out of his window and slowly let himself dangle from the windowsill. He was on the second story and had a good six foot drop below him. He groaned his the shoes slipped off, his socks were going to get soaked when his hit the wet grass. He let himself drop, rolling when he hit the grass to make sure he wouldn't get hurt. He brushed himself off, grabbed the sneakers and ran out towards the garage. He pulled his red mountain bike out the the farther corner (he rarely used hit) and rode down the driveway, turning right at the end and leaving sight of Schrute Farms.

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Stefani adjusted her hat on her head. "I look like J-Lo" she whispered to herself before trotting down the stairs and into the kitchen. She saw her mother at the table reading the latest edition of 'People'. She was pretty sure her mom was the only one in Pennsylvania reading a gossip magazine instead of the newspaper. She shrugged and poured her self a cup of coffee (de-caf), grabbed a granola bar and sat down across from her mother. "When do we leave" she asked bitterly, taking a large bite out of the bar. Kelly looked at the digital clock on the stove.
"Oh my god, ten minutes ago, we are leaving now!" Stefani jumped up from her seat and half-slipped her sneakers on, leaving her breakfast on the table. This was going to be a long day.

I got six reviews for chapter 1, so I think that if six people liked the first chapter. Then if people are still interested I can get at least five for this chapter. There's no point in posting if no one's interested... so five reviews?