When Kurt was taken into the dining room for breakfast the next morning, he was surprised to find Trent already sitting at the table.

"What are you doing here?" Kurt asked.

Trent rubbed his eyes tiredly and looked up. "I'm not sure, but I think it has to do with Bassy going to Aunty Tana's last night."

"Trent's going to be over here today. Doesn't that sound fun?" Daddy smiled as he placed a bowl of chopped fruit on Kurt's tray.

"Yeah!" Kurt beamed. "We can play Barbies or hide and seek or something!" He gasped. "We can make a fort!"

Daddy chuckled and nodded. "Just don't make too much of a-

"…mess." Nick frowned deeply. "This whole thing is a giant mess and frankly, I'm getting sick of it." His disappointed gaze flickered from Jeff to Sebastian as he paced back and forth along the coffee table.

"You think I'm not?" Sebastian muttered. "I'm the one getting discriminated against in my own home."

"Oh poor baby. It must be so hard to be privileged." Jeff cooed.

"Now listen you fucki-

"Shut up!" Nick snapped. "This stupid feud has been going on since high school! It's immature and frankly, tearing our family apart. Obviously there are some things that have been boiling under your skin for a while, so why don't we discuss this now in a safe and controlled environment?" The man asked.

Jeff rolled his eyes. "Psychiatrists." He murmured, earning a warning look from Nick.

"Let's start with Sebastian. Why did you get so upset last night?"

"You want to know why I'm upset? Because Jeff is fucking biased! He's constantly blaming me for shit that's not even my fault but when Trent is actually mean, he pretends not to notice!" Sebastian exclaimed.

"The swearing isn't necessary, but I understand where you're coming from." Nick replied. "And you find this frustrating?"

"Well, yeah." Sebastian frowned.

"Oh come on, Sebastian. I've seen you tease Trent and even Kurt with my own eyes! Just because you're innocence is lost doesn't mean you need to take theirs." Jeff scowled.

"That! That right there. You think I'm some tainted creature that's too dirty and evil to even touch. When was the last time you even hugged me?" Sebastian asked, his cheeks flaming up when tears arrived in his eyes far too early in the conversation. "It's been nearly six years now and you still think I'm going to wake up one day and transform into this hideous monster!"

"That's not true-

"Yes it is! When was the last time you played with me or cuddled with me or asked me how I felt about something? Nick kisses Trent every night before bed, but not once in the four years that we've lived here have you ever given me even a fraction of that kind of affection." Sebastian stated. "Face it. You don't love me. You tolerate me."

"Am I wrong to be worried? Is it against the law to want to watch out for the wellbeing of my baby and my best friend?" Jeff asked.

"Don't you think that if I planned on doing something, I would have done it by now?" Sebastian snarled. "Do you really think I would go through years of humiliation, degradation, abandonment, and mental turmoil just to spite you personally? Don't flatter yourself!"

The men started to rise from their spots on the couch so Nick rushed to intervene, creating distance between them. "Remember what we talked about, Sebastian." He said sternly. "I don't tolerate hitting."

"Just discrimination." Sebastian muttered.

"This is what we're going to do. I'm taking Trent out for the day while you two stay here and figure out all of your problems. If I get home and you two haven't resolved things, we'll do the same thing tomorrow and every day after until you do. Am I clear?"

The men nodded sullenly and watched Nick grab his keys and wallet before blowing them each a kiss and leaving the apartment.

The second he left, Sebastian got up and moved to the other side of the room, nestling into the armchair while Jeff stood and made his way to the kitchen. For nearly two hours they remained silent and incommunicative. That is until they were presented with their first issue of bonding: diapers.

Sebastian didn't actually tell Jeff he had wet himself. He more or less took care of the issue himself by sneaking off to the nursery and doing a clumsy cleanup job, only he wasn't quite sure where Daddy kept the diapers so he settled for underpants, which were kept more as a novelty than for actual use. He was back in his chair before Jeff even noticed he was missing.

At noon, Jeff came into the room and Sebastian immediately turned his attention from the TV with a single raised eyebrow. "Can I help you?"

Jeff kept his unhappy gaze steady, his arms in their naturally folded position. "Lunch."

Sebastian silently got up and stalked into the kitchen. He didn't bother with his highchair, instead taking a seat at the table and inspecting the sandwich before pushing it away. "I'm not eating it."

"What's wrong with it?" Jeff frowned.

"It's peanut butter and jelly." Sebastian replied. "Nick always makes me turkey."

"Well I'm not Nick."

"Obviously." Sebastian retorted. "Make me a turkey sandwich please."

"You can eat that sandwich or you can wait until dinner." Jeff replied.

"I'm not eating that." Sebastian shrugged, leaning back in his chair.

"Fine. Then it's naptime. Go get in bed." Jeff shrugged and watched in silence as the younger man strode silently into the nursery. Sighing, he grabbed the plate and shoved it into the fridge before turning to the dishes. Once the dishes were done, he tended to cleaning the floors, vacuuming the carpet and starting the pork loin for dinner. He was right in the middle of cutting up onions when a familiar sound caught his attention and he froze. For a moment his hearing became unfocused and he strained to listen through the thick silence until another small hiccup sent him hurrying towards the nursery.

"Sebastian?" He asked, watching as blankets flew up in a flurry of panic.

"Get out!" Sebastian ordered. He seemed incapable of keeping the tears out of his voice and curious, Jeff advanced towards the crib.

"What's wrong?" He asked, peering down at the boy. His heart sank a little at the sight of Sebastian's genuine tears, and the look of distress painted across his reddening face.

"I said leave me alone." Sebastian hiccupped. He bowed his head.

Jeff's eyes flickered down to the blanket and ignoring Sebastian's protests, threw them back to find a large dark spot staining his bright green bed sheets: a crude oval that expanded onto his other blankets and originated at Sebastian's crotch. His prized stuffed frog was clutched tightly in his arms with the mess having managed to taint its lower half as well.

"Oh, Bassy…" Jeff sighed, bringing a hand up to stroke his hair. "Don't worry. We can fix this."

Sebastian, who seemed to be mourning the soiling of his poor Froggy, jerked away from him and hiccupped again, his shoulders shuddering. "Just go away." He whimpered pathetically.

"Hey, stop crying, yeah? Let's get you cleaned up." Jeff replied. He lowered the side of Sebastian's crib and offered his hand, only to be ignored. "Come on, Sebastian." Jeff said without an ounce of annoyance in his voice. He was ignored, so he settled for scooping the boy, who was quite a bit lighter than anyone he'd ever lifted except maybe Kurt, into his arms and carrying him to the bathroom himself.

"I can take care of myself." Sebastian muttered as his breath hitched.

"I'm sure." Jeff rolled his eyes. He placed the boy on the closed toilet and started to run a bath. "Now let's get you out of those itchy clothes." It only took a few seconds for Jeff to discover Sebastian's underpants and he looked up in surprise. "Did you put these on yourself?"

Sebastian shrugged, averting his gaze.

"Sebastian," Jeff sighed, "you know you need diapers."

"I thought you said I wasn't a real baby." Sebastian mumbled.

Jeff didn't reply to that and finished stripping the boy before helping him into the bath. Normally, Nick and Jeff exclusively attended to the hygiene of their own littles and Jeff was surprised to find that instead of taking charge of bath time, Sebastian grabbed his toys and obediently waited to be washed, same as Trent. Jeff grabbed a washcloth and was hesitant to touch him at first, but when Sebastian didn't resist, he grew more assured and proceeded to scrub the boy down from head to toe. Then, just as he did with Trent, he drained the tub, wrapped him in a towel, and carried him back to the changing table where Sebastian was diapered and outfitted in a clean romper.

"There." He smiled. "Does that feel better?"

Sebastian nodded idly and twisted his body to look at his crib. "Froggy…" He said worriedly.

"Hey, it's alright." Jeff said, smiling for the first time all day. "I'll clean him all up and he'll be good as new, okay?" When he saw the insecurity in Sebastian's eyes, his paternal instincts flared and he nodded for the boy. "Okay. Now let's get you something to eat."

When Nick came home with Trent, he found Jeff standing in front of the sink with Froggy, scrubbing the plushy's butt while Sebastian nibbled on a turkey sandwich. He sent Trent to play with his toys and wandered into the kitchen.

"Hello, sweetheart." Nick crooned as he leaned down to give Sebastian a kiss.

"Hi Daddy." Sebastian smiled.

"You seem much happier now."

Sebastian shrugged sheepishly and bit into his sandwich.

"Yeah, yeah, the worst day ever, huh?" Nick teased.

"Horrible." Jeff replied tossing Froggy to Sebastian with a little wink. "Go put a movie in."

Sebastian engulfed the last chunk of his sandwich and grabbed his sippy cup before heading into the living room.

"So," Nick inquired, wrapping his arms around Jeff's waist, "what was it? Did he get a booboo? Or maybe a tummy ache? Or was he-

"Relax, Nick. It was just a little bit of a naptime accident is all." Jeff shrugged.

"Yeah? And then what happened?" Nick asked, nudging him a little.

"Nothing." Jeff replied simply. "I gave him a bath and made him a sandwich."

Nick seized his shoulders and stared at his face. "Still think Sebastian's evil."

Jeff set down the rag he was holding and sighed. "I'm not going to lie, Nick. There's a lot of…stuff we need to wade through and I know I need to fix my attitude towards Sebastian, but…I'll try."

Nick sighed dramatically. "I guess that'll have to do for now."