Get ready for the longest chapter ever.

April 19th, 2013

Rachel was lying on her bed reading through her script for the play she was working on this semester when her phone rang. Expecting it to be Finn asking if she wanted to come over, Rachel answered immediately.

"Hey babe," she said.

"Are we at the pet name stage now?" Erin said jokingly into the phone. Rachel was a little embarrassed now.

"Sorry Erin, I thought you were Finn. What's up?" she asked wanting to get to the root of why Erin had called.

"You will never guess what just happened to me! I got asked on a date!" she preened loudly. Rachel sat up on her bed and held the phone closer to her ear.

"Oh my gosh Erin, that's great!" Rachel was truly happy for her friend. Erin had the hardest time talking to members of the opposite sex so this was really huge for her. "When is it?"

"Tonight! His name is Bryan Ericson and he's in my Biology class and we partnered on the assignment today. We were hitting it off really well and then he just asked me if I wanted to go for pizza or something tonight. He's picking me up at eight," Erin crooned into the phone. "So I was wondering if maybe you could come over to my dorm and maybe help me pick out something to wear."

"Of course! I'll be over in a few minutes." The girls hung up with each other and Rachel threw on a sweatshirt to head over to Third Avenue. She barely knocked on the door before Erin threw it open and pulled her inside. She was already freaking out.

"Rachel, I can't go tonight! There's no way I can!" Erin said tears building in her eyes.

Rachel patted her back and sat her down on the couch. "Erin, you can do this. You are a strong and worthwhile person. He obviously likes you if he asked you out."

Erin shook her head as she let out a loud sob. "No, I mean I can't go. I told my dad I'd babysit his kids tonight. I'm supposed to be there by seven. I completely forgot about it." She cried harder. "I have to call Bryan and cancel." Erin reached for her cell phone.

"Don't you dare!" Rachel said loudly, knocking Erin's hand away from her phone. "You are going on that date tonight. You've worked so hard to get better at being sociable and now you finally have that date you've wanted your whole life."

Erin looked at Rachel disbelievingly through her tears. "But…"

"Erin, I will babysit for you tonight." Erin's face brightened a little. "Yeah, you go on your date and I will babysit your brothers."

"You'd really do that?" she asked sounding hopeful. Rachel nodded firmly.

"It'll be okay with your dad right? I don't want him mad at you because I'm babysitting."

Erin smiled. "My dad's met you. He thought you were nice. I doubt he'd have a problem with it. My step-mom probably won't care either."

Rachel smiled back. "Then it's settled. I'm babysitting and you're going on your first date."

At ten to seven Rachel arrived at the King residence in Brooklyn and knocked on the door. It opened but Rachel didn't see anyone there until she looked down. Standing in front of her was little blonde boy. "Hi there, you must be Adam. I'm Rachel," Rachel introduced, kneeling down and offering her hand out to the child.

"I know how to wipe my own butt," the boy said plainly before turning around and calling for his dad. Rachel stood up with a concerned look on her face. Then a tall man appeared in the doorway.

"Rachel, good to see you again; come on in," he said waving Rachel into the house.

"Hello Mr. King. How are you tonight?" Rachel inquired politely.

"Good, good. Just doing date night with Jen. Thank you so much for babysitting. I know how important Erin's date is to her. We all really appreciate it." Mr. King smiled at her. "Let me introduce you to the kids." He exited toward the living room and Rachel followed.

"Adam, don't hold Precious that way," Mr. King said tiredly to his youngest son who was holding the cat upside down by its hips. He was meowing obnoxiously clearly not enjoying playing with the three year old. "Rachel, this is Adam," he ruffled the small boy's hair who had dropped the cat finally, "this is Andrew," he pointed to another blonde boy whose features were very similar to Adam's, "and this is Anthony." The last boy was clearly the eldest and looked at Rachel like she was a piece of meat. Though he was only seven, Rachel felt awkward under his gaze. "Boys, this is Rachel. She's Erin's friend from school and she'll be babysitting you tonight. I expect you all to be on your best behavior for her, okay?" All the boys nodded at their father. Mr. King turned to look at Rachel. "They already ate dinner so you don't need to worry about that. They can have a snack around eight if they want but try to keep it low on sugar otherwise they'll never go to sleep. Emergency numbers are posted on the fridge and there's a first aid kit in the bathroom if needed. We'll be back around one. I can give you a ride back to your dorm when we get back so you don't need to take the subway."

"That would be very nice of you sir." Rachel was glad to hear it because she really didn't feel comfortable taking the subway in the dead of night from Brooklyn Heights back to NYU. Finn had told her to call him when she was ready to head back so he could escort her. He didn't want her traveling alone.

"Of course. Well, we should be off. Thanks again Rachel." Mr. King called his wife and she came downstairs. She barely even glanced at Rachel before heading out the door. Rachel was somewhat surprised by this behavior. If it were her children, she'd want to know everything about the person taking care of them.

Once it was just Rachel and the boys in the house, interesting things started happening. Erin had told Rachel the boys would probably just play Wii games and ignore her all night but the opposite was appearing to happen. All the boys seemed to want to talk to Rachel and hang around her.

"I have a penis," Adam said as he crawled onto the couch next to Rachel.

"Well you're a boy. All boys have them," she replied awkwardly.

"What do girls have?" he asked looking at Rachel quizzically. She had no idea how to respond.

"Adam, leave her alone," Anthony said shoving his brother to the side and sliding in next to Rachel. He stared up at her charmingly. "How old are you?"

She looked down at him. "I'm eighteen."

"So you're only eleven years older than me. Do you have a boyfriend?" he asked bluntly.

"Yes, I do. His name is Finn." Anthony's face fell before hardening slightly.

"How old is he?"

"Finn is eighteen too but his birthday is next month."

"Do you love him?" he asked with a furrowed brow. Rachel wasn't one hundred percent sure but she had a strong inkling that Anthony had a little crush on her. She didn't want to cause him any pain but she wanted to answer his questions honestly.

"I do, very much."

"Do you think you'll ever break up?" She had to admit, the kid was persistent.

"I hope not. Someday I hope we'll get married." This seemed to aggravate Anthony even more.

"Finn's a stupid name. What is he? A shark?" he said with malice in his voice.

Adam then butted into the conversation. "I like sharks."

"No one cares Adam!" Anthony yelled at his brother.
"Anthony, that's not very nice," Rachel chastised. He immediately apologized for his outburst then stared longingly at Rachel again. As the three of them sat on the couch a loud clanging could be heard coming from the kitchen. Rachel got up to investigate and discovered Andrew covered in chocolate pudding.

"Oh no, Andrew! What are you doing?" she picked up the large bowl the pudding had been in off the floor and placed it in the sink. Then she took Andrew into the bathroom and began cleaning him off but when she went to remove his dirty clothes he started throwing a fit.

"You're a girl! You can't look at me in my underwear!" he crossed his arms so Rachel couldn't pull his shirt off.

"Can you dress yourself then?" she asked the five year old. He shook his head yes. Rachel finished cleaning off Andrew's face then when he was done he went into his room to change into pajamas. Rachel went back into the kitchen to clean up the spilled pudding and when she was done re-entered the living room to find Adam standing on the coffee table dangling Precious upside down over the edge of it. The cat was hissing and spitting at the boy but he didn't even bat an eye.

"Penis, penis, penis, I have a penis," the boy sang over and over as he swung the cat around.

"Adam, you don't hold kitties like that. It can hurt them." She pulled Precious from his grasp and placed him on the floor. The orange shorthair ran off as soon as his paws hit the ground.

"Do you have a penis?" Adam asked Rachel without qualm as she picked him up and put him on the floor too.

What was with this child's obsession with the male reproductive organ? "I'm a girl. Girls don't have penises."

Then Andrew came into the living room wearing only his birthday suit. "Andrew! Where are your pajamas?" Rachel screeched at him.

"I couldn't find any." He sat down on the chair.

"I'm a girl Andrew, remember? I'm not supposed to see you without clothes on?" she hinted trying to get him to put something on.

"You just can't see me in my underwear!" he said as if it was the most ludicrous thing ever. Rachel was amazed. The kid couldn't be seen in his underwear but he'd walk around stark naked.

"Come on Andrew; let's go find you some pajamas." Andrew stood up and Rachel ushered him toward his bedroom. Anthony came up behind them with Adam following.

"Rachel is a pretty name," was all Anthony said as he trailed up the stairs after Rachel.

She found Andrew's room and all four entered. "Thank you. My dads named me after Rachel from Friends."

"What's Friends?" Adam looked genuinely confused.

"It's a television show from the '90s. It was on way before you were born." Now Rachel felt kind of old. She found some underwear and pajamas and was going to help Andrew get dressed but he started freaking out about Rachel seeing him in his underwear again so she left him to dress himself. This time she stood outside his door to make sure he actually put the clothes on.

"You're really pretty," Anthony said to Rachel as he stood against the wall across from her. She smiled.

"Thank you Anthony. You're pretty cute yourself." Anthony blushed then dipped his head shyly with a big smile on his face.

"Do you have babies?" Adam asked Rachel as he stared up at her from beside her.

"Not yet, but someday I want to." She really did want to have kids someday; mini Finchels running around causing a muck. Rachel thought Finn would be the cutest dad and she really wanted to see him with a little girl. For some reason whenever she pictured him with a baby that baby was always a tiny girl who looked just like him.

Anthony looked pretty annoyed. "Do you wanna have babies with Finn?" the kid practically spit out his name.

Just then the doorbell rang and Rachel's head swiveled toward the stairs. She had no idea who that could be as she wasn't expecting anyone. "Anthony, please stay here and make sure Andrew gets his pajamas on. Adam, you stay here too. I'll be right back."

She left the boys in the upstairs hallway and went to answer the door. Rachel looked through the peephole to see who could possibly be showing up at the King residence but all she could discern from that was that the person was wearing a plaid shirt. Hesitantly she opened the door.

"Hey Rach," Finn said as she opened the door wider when she realized it was her boyfriend.

"Finn, what are you doing here?" Rachel hadn't been expecting him but she let him into the house anyway.

"Well, I was supposed to come pick you up anyway so I thought I'd just come early so once the kids are asleep you won't be alone…and we could maybe make-out a bit." He gave her his patented half smirk. Finn practically always had sex on the brain.

"While that was very thoughtful of you Finn, Mr. King was actually going to give me a ride back to NYU so I wouldn't have to take the subway. I was going to text you and tell you not to worry about getting me but I haven't had the chance yet."

Finn looked somewhat peeved at this news. It just took him nearly an hour to get over to Brooklyn and Rachel didn't even need him. "Well we could still make-out for a bit then. Don't make my trip over here pointless," he put his hand on her hip and pulled her against him.

Rachel looked toward the stairs nervously. She didn't want to boys to see her and Finn so intimate. "Finn, I'm working. I realize it's just babysitting but it is a job. I'm being paid to take care of these people's children. I can't be distracted by your inability to keep it in your pants." Finn rolled his eyes and Rachel pushed him away gently. "Tomorrow is Saturday. We can do a lot more than just make out on someone else's couch like teenagers then."

Finn looked confused. "We are teenagers…?"

"I meant high schoolers. We are freshmen in college, not high school. We are mature young adults; which means we can do what mature young adults do tomorrow." Rachel stepped away from Finn and walked toward the stairs. "Go wait in the living room. I'll be right back."

Rachel jogged up the stairs to find Adam and Anthony still in the hall and Andrew's door still closed. "Is he dressed yet?"

"Who was at the door?" Anthony asked in lieu of an answer. Rachel ignored Anthony's question as she knew the answer would not please him. She tapped on Andrew's door and cracked it open slightly.

"Are you dressed Andrew?" she asked popping her head in. Just then a pillow flew at her head.

"You can't look at me!" Andrew yelled. Before Rachel pulled the door shut to avoid being hit by another pillow she could see that Andrew was still only in his underwear.

Stunned, Rachel looked at the other two boys. "Anthony, could you do me a big favor and help Andrew get into his pajamas? He won't let me see him in his underwear."

"Sure," he said with a smile, happy to do anything Rachel asked of him. Rachel waited outside the room again but Adam grew bored and went downstairs to find Precious again. When he made it into the living room he was surprised to find a man he'd never seen before sitting on the couch.

"Who are you?" he said pulling Finn from the Maxim he was browsing. Finn quickly shoved the magazine back into his bag.

"I'm Finn. I'm Rachel's boyfriend." He wasn't sure if the little boy would understand but he didn't seem to care either way. The boy sat on the couch next to Finn and stared up at him.

"I'm Adam and I have a penis," he said with a smile at Finn. Finn raised his eyebrows at the kid taken aback at his straightforwardness.

Uncertainly, Finn responded. "That's cool. I have one too."

"My babysitter said all boys have them. What do girls have?" Adam continued. Finn wasn't sure if he should answer that or not so he went with a neutral answer.

"That's a question you should ask your mommy or daddy."

Adam smiled at Finn. "I can wipe my own butt." Finn burst out laughing.

"Me too little man. Right on, bro." Finn put out his fist for a bump but the kid didn't understand. He high fived his clench hand instead.

"You're really big like my daddy. Do you know him?"

"No I don't," Finn answered just as Rachel, Anthony and Andrew entered the living room. Finn stood up and Andrew's eyes got huge.

"Are you a superhero?" he asked in awe. "You're even bigger than my daddy!" Finn liked this kid.

"No, I'm just a tall guy." Adam shook his little head in agreement.

"Who's that?" Anthony asked Rachel with attitude.

Rachel looked at Anthony nervously. "Boys, this is my boyfriend Finn. He's going to help me watch you tonight. Doesn't that sound like fun?" Rachel said with enthusiasm.

"Yeah!" Adam burst out.

"No," Anthony mumbled as he crossed his arms over his chest. Andrew remained indifferent.

After that the mood in the house shifted. Adam spent the night telling Finn all about every bodily function he had ever made and followed him around everywhere he went, even to the bathroom. He stood outside the door waiting for Finn while continuing to talk to him through the door.

Andrew spent the night sitting on the couch eating popcorn and channel surfing and Anthony went up to his room in a huff. He wasn't happy that Finn had shown up. It seemed as if the night was going to end quietly but little did Rachel or Finn know that the dam was about to burst.

Rachel had gone into the kitchen to make some popcorn for herself when Finn rushed in and without warning smashed his lips against hers. He heatedly kissed her as he groped her bottom. Before she could let herself give in, Rachel shoved him off. "Finn! I told you I'm working and the kids aren't even in bed yet! What if they walked in and saw that?"

"I checked real quick before I came in. Anthony is upstairs still, Andrew is glued to the TV and Adam is in the can finally giving me a minute to breathe."

Rachel chuckled. "He does seem to have taken a liking to you."

"Don't get me wrong, as a dude I can handle talking about gross stuff pretty well, but this kid is telling me about practically every time he's ever used the bathroom. It's weird."

"I think he just learned so he's pretty excited about it. He just wants to brag to someone." Rachel went back to making popcorn.

"Ow," Finn cried out rubbing the back of his neck. Something had hit him and he turned around to see what it was. All he could see was a blonde head duck away quickly from the entrance of the kitchen. "Did you see that?"

"See what?" Rachel asked putting her popcorn in a bowl. She turned to throw the bag out but was startled when a loud crack sounded and the popcorn bowl flew off the counter and clattered to the floor spilling the contents everywhere. "What the heck was that?"

Again a blonde head ducked away from the entrance. This time Rachel saw it and headed in that direction. When she entered the living room it was eerily silent. "Where did Andrew go?" she asked aloud.

The sound started out low but got louder as it got closer. "AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" Andrew roared as he ran through the house carrying about a dozen Pixy Stix. Three were open and he was pouring them into his mouth as he ran around Rachel. She tried grabbing him but he kept darting away from her. "Finn, I need your he-" Rachel started, running into the kitchen but stopping short as she saw Finn defending himself from a slingshot assault. He held the popcorn bowl up protectively.

"Quit it kid, that hurts!" he yelled at Anthony who kept pelting him with little metal balls.

"Anthony stop it! You're really going to hurt someo-" Rachel said stepping in between Anthony and Finn before being hit square in the forehead by the little ball Anthony had already cocked to release at Finn. Rachel doubled over in pain clutching her forehead, tears stinging her eyes. When Anthony realized what he did his eyes went wide in terror and he bolted from the room. Finn immediately took care of his crying girlfriend. He'd deal with the little brat later.

"Rachel, look at me," he said calmly. He needed to assess how bad it was. She pulled her hands from her forehead and looked at Finn through her tears. A giant red welt had already formed in the center of her forehead and Finn knew it was going to start turning black and blue shortly. Finn walked over to the freezer and grabbed an ice pack from the door. He wrapped it in a towel hanging off the stove and lightly pressed it to Rachel's forehead. "Hold this on there and stay here. I'm going to go deal with these punks."

With purpose, Finn exited the kitchen and stalked toward the upstairs where he could hear loud banging noises. As he got closer to the source, books started flying out of the open door. Finn ducked and looked into the room. Andrew was pulling all the books off his shelf and chucking them willy-nilly around the room while Adam was bouncing around on one of the two beds in the small area. Finn recognized that they were on an extreme sugar high and there was no way they were going to calm down anytime soon. He closed their door to at least keep their crazy contained so they could work off their energy. Finn had bigger fish to fry.

He started opening all the other doors he came across in search of Anthony. The kid had some serious apologizing to do. After checking the entire upstairs three times, there was no sign of Anthony. Finn headed back downstairs to search there. He found Rachel sitting in the living room and asked her if she had seen Anthony anywhere. She shook her head no. Finn sat next to her on the couch for a minute and pulled the ice pack from her head. It had started bruising. Finn lightly ran his fingers over it and Rachel took in a sharp breath of pain.

"I can't believe this. This bruise better be gone by my show otherwise I'm going to strangle that kid!" Rachel moaned. "I knew he didn't like you but to use a slingshot on you? Why would someone even give a seven year old a slingshot?"

"Yeah, why doesn't he like me?" Finn had got that vibe from him the minute they met but he wasn't entirely sure why the kid had a problem with him.

"I think Anthony has a crush on me. He's been asking me about you all night and getting pissier with each answer." Rachel moaned in pain and put the ice pack back on her head.

"I gotta find this kid. He needs to apologize to you. It's one thing to hit me, but…"

"He didn't mean to hit me. I shouldn't have stood directly in his line of fire. That was stupid of me."

Finn looked at Rachel incredulously. "This isn't your fault Rachel. He shouldn't have been firing metal balls at anyone. I'm gonna find him. Just stay here and keep that ice on your head." Finn stood up and began searching the downstairs for Anthony.

He couldn't find the kid anywhere on the first floor either. Finn did find the door for the basement though. Thinking it could be the only other possible place Anthony was hiding Finn flicked on the light and entered the stairwell. As he walked down the stairs Finn looked through the slats of the railing for any signs of movement.

The basement didn't look like a basement. It had plush couches and a large flat screen TV hanging on the back wall. There was a desk also with the latest touch screen iMac sitting on it. The other half of the basement had fitness equipment in it. Finn looked around closely at the room but didn't see anything. Where had the kid gone? He was about to head back upstairs until he saw the tiniest movement under the computer desk. Finn walked closer to it and as he rounded the side he found Anthony sitting with his legs against his chest under the desk.

"You get your butt upstairs and apologize to Rachel right now," Finn said sternly, pointing at the boy. Anthony looked like he had been crying. He moved to get out from under the desk but stopped when a loud crash and screaming could be heard upstairs. Both guys looked up. "Oh no."

Both of them ran upstairs and balked at the sight before them. Feathers were flying everywhere and trails of dust from Pixy Stix lined the wood floors. Rachel was fighting to get Andrew down from the chandelier over the dining room table and Adam was dancing nude on the coffee table to a music video channel on TV. Figuring Andrew and Rachel's safety was more important than Adam's need for some underpants, Finn went over to pull the kid down. Andrew fought him and nearly kicked him in the head but finally Finn got him off the chandelier. Once on the ground he tore off into the kitchen. Finn followed him to keep him from trying to climb on top of the fridge or something and Rachel went over to Adam to try to get him dressed again.

"No!" he screamed when Rachel tried to pick him up. He jumped off the table and ran upstairs. Rachel looked toward the ceiling and said a silent prayer.

Anthony walked over to Rachel in shame. "I'm sorry Rachel. I shouldn't have been shooting at Finn with my slingshot. I'm sorry I hit you in the head and I'm sorry I gave Andrew and Adam candy."

So that was how they got the Pixy Stix. "What you did was very wrong Anthony," Rachel said with a stern look and a finger in his face. At his sadness Rachel softened. "I forgive you, but you have to help me out now, okay? We need to get your brothers calmed down and we need to clean up the house. Can you help me do that?" Anthony shook his head and smiled at Rachel. She smiled back. "I'm going to go upstairs and get Adam back into some clothes. Can you start cleaning up these feathers for me?" Anthony shook his head again. Rachel went upstairs.

When she reached the landing she stopped and took a deep breath. Then she could hear some weird sounds coming from the only room to her left. Cautiously Rachel walked down the hall. The sounds got louder and one word in particular shocked Rachel.

"Oh, fuck my pussy!" the voice said again. Rachel threw the door open and found Andrew standing on his parents' bed, remote in hand, staring at what appeared to be a hardcore porno with the volume turned up rather high.

"What's a pussy?" Adam asked when Rachel walked over to him to grab the remote from his hand. Rachel tried changing the channel but it wasn't working. She clicked the power button and that didn't work either. Rachel was freaking out. How was she supposed to…oh duh! She walked over to the television and turned it off by the on/off button on the console. "What's a pussy?" Adam asked again, more agitated this time.

"It's another word for kitty," she said lifting the boy off the bed. She walked him over to his room and pulled out some pajamas for him.

"That guy had a big penis!" he said with gusto as Rachel helped him put on some underwear. "Will mine be that big?" Rachel face palmed. How was this happening right now? "Does Finn have a big penis?" Rachel nearly choked on her own spit.

"Adam, you really need to stop talking about penises. It's not polite conversation." Rachel tugged his shirt on.

"But why? All boys have them." His forehead creased in wonder.

"Because you just do. You shouldn't run around naked either. There are certain parts of our bodies we don't show other people or talk about with other people because it can make them very uncomfortable. So you need to keep your pjs on okay?" He pouted but shook his head.

Rachel picked him up and carried him back downstairs. When they arrived in the living room, Anthony was sweeping all the feathers into a dust pan and Finn was on the couch with a passed out Andrew on top of him.

"How is he out already? With all the sugar he had I'd have thought we had a few hours left of this." Rachel plopped down next to Finn with Adam still in her arms.

"Well, I was chasing him around the kitchen trying to catch him to tie him down or something to keep him from destroying the house even more and he kinda ran smack into the wall and started crying. I picked him up to calm him down and he cried on my shoulder for a bit then just passed right out." Rachel looked horrified at Finn's story.

"Is he alright? Should we take him to the hospital?" She was frantic. What if he died? She'd be to blame!

"Rachel, calm down. I checked his head, he's fine. Just a bump. You've got a worse one than he does." Rachel relaxed a little.

She sighed. "I don't know what's worse, him," Rachel tossed her head back to indicate Anthony who was still sweeping, "hitting me with a slingshot, him," she pointed at Andrew, "whacking his head or catching this one," she bounced Adam in her arms to which he giggled, "watching a p-o-r-n-o." It took Finn a sec to put the letters together but once he did his face went slack.

"What one was he watching?" Finn asked with curiosity. Rachel smacked him on the arm.

"That's disgusting Finn." He laughed.

"What? I'm a guy, I have to. It's in the rule book." Rachel rolled her eyes.

"I thought I was the only girl you liked to watch?" she said with attitude.

Now Finn looked guilty. "Well yeah, but sometimes you're not around…" She smacked him again. "I imagine it's you! What d'you want from me? Like you've never watched."

"We are not having this conversation in front of impressionable children who already have boundary issues."

"That's a yes," Finn replied with a satisfied smirk. Rachel smacked him again but not before blushing. She wasn't really into it but when she found it had watched a few scenes of a porno Finn had left open on his computer back in high school. It had actually been quite informative. She had learned a few interesting tips and positions from it which Finn had gone gaga over when she tried them.

"What's a porno?" Anthony asked as he came out of the kitchen from throwing out the feathers.

Rachel's eyes widened. "I have no idea what you're talking about Anthony." Rachel looked at Finn for help.

"Rachel, I'm seven, not stupid. I know how to spell." He sat down on the couch next to Rachel.

She huffed. "It is something that you don't need to know about until you're older."

"Will you tell me when I'm older?" he looked at her hopeful.

"I'm sure you'll learn on your own." Wanting to change the subject Rachel suggested Anthony pick out a movie for them to watch. He chose Harry Potter and they watched as The Boy Who Lived defeated Lord Voldemort or at least they started to until Rachel, Anthony and Adam fell asleep.

Finn made it through the whole movie and when it ended he looked at his sleeping girlfriend and the small brood of children piled on top of them. They weren't even his kids but something felt right about sitting that way with Rachel and the boys. It was almost like foreshadowing. Finn could imagine movie nights with Rachel and their three kids. They both decided that they only wanted three. He wanted all boys and Rachel wanted all girls but seeing as neither of them really would have a say in the matter all he could do was cross his fingers and hope.

He gently nudged Rachel awake and suggested they take the boys up to their rooms. He stood up with Andrew in his arms then lifted Anthony from the couch and threw him over his other shoulder. Rachel followed behind him up the stairs with Adam.

Once all three were soundly in bed, Finn and Rachel met in the hall. Rachel threw herself into Finn's arms and he rubbed circles on her back. "We can never have boys," she stated simply into his chest. "I cannot put up with that every single day." She looked up at Finn and puckered out her lips looking for a kiss. Finn obliged.

"I'd rather deal with that every day than three girls. All I'd ever hear about is make-up, clothes and boys." A scary thought crossed his mind as he mentioned boys. "We can never have a girl! Not even one! She'll want to date and show off her boobs and guys like Puck or Chuck will be after her and she'll be drawn to their bad boy presence and sneak off with them to have sex. I can't handle that."

"But what if she likes nice guys like you?" Rachel asked sweetly.

"I'm not that nice," he answered seductively before kissing Rachel again. "You know, that bedroom right there is empty." Finn waggled his eyebrows. "We could maybe check out that p-o-r-n-o that Adam was watching earlier." Rachel smacked him yet again.

"I'm not watching a porno," she whispered the word, "with you here. I'm still working." Finn sighed in defeat. Rachel pulled away from him and headed toward the stairs. She stopped just before starting down them and turned to face Finn. "That doesn't mean we can't stop on the way back to your dorm to pick one up though." Rachel turned and jogged down the stairs. Finn stared in the direction Rachel went blankly before a devilish smirk crossed his face. He had an awesome girlfriend.

Twenty minutes later Mr. King and his wife arrived back at their house. Upon seeing Finn at their home they were not too happy but then Rachel explained what happened and they calmed down. Mr. King apologized for his children's behavior then gave Rachel and Finn a ride back into Manhattan.

Rachel's night had been pretty crazy but she had to admit it was pretty hot watching Finn handle children. He seemed so adult and manly and it was really turning Rachel on thinking about it. It was still years away but she couldn't wait to watch Finn with their own kids. If Finn looked adorable with Andrew sleeping on his chest then he'd look super adorable with a mini Finchel sleeping there instead.

Mr. King dropped Finn and Rachel off at Rachel's dorm and paid her for her services. Then Rachel said some of the greatest words Finn had ever heard her utter. "So, how about we get that porno?"

Kinky Finchel is kinky.