"And then I hit him with a German Suplex, and that's how I saved the world from the Machismo Alien race."

The five children sitting before the man grew wide eyed, pure amazement and admiration written on their faces. Three of them were holding a belt in their lap which read 'World Tag Team Champions'.

The teenage girl behind them however rolled her eyes. "Daddy, that is not how that happened. In fact, not a single thing you said was even remotely true." She said shaking her head. Her father was always telling tall tales.

"What? No, of course it was!"

The rest of the children, four boys and one girl, turned towards her. "Yeah, Uncle Patrick wouldn't lie to us that! He's the coolest!" The girl said. The boys all nodded in agreement.

She reached up and pinched the bridge of her nose. Her little cousins were still young and gullible. They still believed the ridiculous stories their fathers fed them. It was kind of adorable, and kind of sad at the same time. "Daddy! Tell them the truth!"

Patrick CaPop-Rock sighed. "Alright, alright, Carolina is right. I didn't save the earth from aliens…" The kids all looked at him surprised. "…by myself. You see, when I was starting to tire out, you're dad came in at the last second and saved me! Then we suplexed the aliens together and sent him all the way to the other side of the earth!"

The kids all cheered, and Carolina threw her hands up. Just as she was about to walk out, someone else entered the room. She sighed. "Uncle Petty. Would you please tell them that daddy is just making up stuff? He's poisoning the minds of your children."

The kids turned towards Petty, who was wearing a belt identical to the ones the children were wearing. They looked at him expectantly. "Daddy, Uncle Patrick is telling the truth, right?" The little girl asked wide eyed.

Petty shook his head. "Ah, Carolina, you're dad really does like telling stories… and they're all true!" He shouted. The kids gasped and Carolina gritted her teeth.

"See, told you they were telling the truth Carolina!"

"Shut up! They're lying! Oh my god!" Carolina said running her hands over her face.

Patrick crossed his arms and chuckled. "What's with you anyway Carolina? You used to love my stories. You were always so excited to hear them. Now you doubt the awesome word of papa."

"I was like five! I didn't know any better. You know how ridiculous I looked when I said my dad fought an entire army of mole people?"

Petty scoffed. "Who was making fun of you? Your dad and uncle are the Word Tag Tam champs. They'd have to be stupid to mess with you." He said.

She opened her mouth to protest, but then stopped. "Okay yeah, I kind of always had that to fall back on. But that's not the point!" She said.

Petty just kept chuckling. "Alright kids, c'mon. Story time is over. It's time to go to bed." He said gesturing to the bed room. The kids groaned sadly but began making their way to their room.

Patrick stood up and chuckled. "Don't be so sad kids. I'll tell you another story next time we come to visit." He said ruffling a few of their heads as they walked off.

"Hmm, I know they love your stories bro, but you get them really riled up. It's hard to get them to bed when they're like that." Petty said. "Little boundless balls of energy, all of them."

"Be glad they're still little and impressionable. When they get older they'll start doubting your stories and thinking you're not cool anymore, like this one." He said hugging Carolina from behind. "She used to think her daddy was the coolest. Now she couldn't care less."

Carolina tried to pry him off. "Uh, I wouldn't have to call out your stories if they were actually true!" She said annoyed. She stopped for a moment, and then looked down. "…I mean, why even bother lying. You do enough cool stuff in real life. You don't need to make it up."

Both Patrick and Petty looked surprised at the statement. Patrick knew his daughter was not very openly affectionate. She had her moments sure, but they were usually when no one else was around. "Aw, that's adorable." Petty said snickering.

"S-shut up Uncle Petty! Let's just hurry up and get practicing before…" She glanced up and saw Patrick was crying, and there was snot dripping down his nose too. "Ah! Daddy!"

"My little girls still thinks I'm cool! I'm so happy!" He said sniffling.

"Daddy! Let go!" She shouted. He hugged her tighter. "You've dripping snot everyone! That's totally gross, let go!"

"I'm still cool!"

"Daddy! Uncle Petty, get him off!"

"Nah, this is a good chance to practice breaking submissions holds."

A/N: A Patrick and Petty chapter! And no, neither of them have twins, though I have to admit I was tempted to have two of their children born on the same day. But another character will have twins and that just seemed redundant.

So, who exactly did the twins get married to? Hmm? Well, one is a character that has yet to appear, and the others I haven't thought off. Anyway, I hope you like this chapter.

I just imagine the twins being those parents who tell tall tales to their children. My dad used to always tell me he went to school with Bugs Bunny and Superman, and me being the little kid I was I thought my dad was the coolest. When I got older he tried it again and I was like "...your liar..."

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