"Boys! Come on, time for bed." Phil called as he walked back down the hallway.

The house was not exactly the largest and so it made him a fair bit impressed along with his annoyance whenever his sons managed to vanish on him. Up until five minutes ago he knew both his older boys had been in their room playing a card game Wil was trying to invent by the sounds of it. The moment his wife had called out for bedtime though the pair disappeared like rabbits in a magicians hat.

Phil had Kristin had already checked over the house once, even going so far as to make sure the doors were still locked, and had come up empty. So now it was time for a deeper search. Kristin having to even go down and check the small basement despite knowing both boys were afraid to go down into that area. It was Phil's job to start clearing the upper rooms in the meantime.

It only made sense to start with the bedrooms as they were smaller and easier to be sure on. It would also be harder for the boys to slip down the hall without him noticing once he started digging through the larger rooms after.

Pausing before his own bedroom door Phil tilted his head at a sound. It was a giggle, but not from Techno or Wilbur. It was from Tommy. Tommy, who had been put down to sleep at least a fair hour ago if he was guessing right. Certainly enough time for the small child to be properly out by now. Though, given the night he was having he couldn't find it in himself to be surprised that Tommy was also up.

With a sigh Phil changed direction and headed to his youngest's room. Pushing the door open Phil peered inside the nightlight lit room. Tommy was sitting up in his crib, rubbing at his face in exhaustion despite the lazy smile that tried to settle across it. His free hand was reaching for the mesh wall of said crib, no doubt to pull himself to his feet as he was prone to do now.

"Hey, Toms. What are you doing up?" Phil asked as he entered the room fully seeing as Tommy was no likely to roll back into sleep on his own, "Its late, mate. You must be tired with all your fussing earlier."

He kept his tone soft as he spoke, lifting Tommy up the moment the child raised his arms towards him. He chuckled and rested Tommy against his chest as he started to sway back and forth with him. Compared to his brothers Tommy was by far a 'comfort by contact' child, more so than even Wilbur had been.

"Nnn" Tommy started to speak before Phil gave a gentle shushing and patted his back.

"Sh, sh, sh. No talking for now, Toms. Its sleepy time." He stated as he eyes carefully scanned the crib below and reaching in for the soft blue blanket within it.

"No-no" Tommy hummed despite his father's words, wiggling a bit against him as he tried to sit up again.

"Yes-yes, Tommy. Bedtime. Sleeps. The sleepy times." Phil tried to confirm, now wrapping the small blanket around his child, "Don't be like your brothers already. At least one of you needs to be cooperative with us."

Phil laughed while Tommy only continued to fuss, even after letting out a small yawn.

"No-no." He said again, swiveling his head around as his father continued to sway with him.

Phil let out a small groan at this and let his head roll back with a sigh. He'd been hoping the 'no' stage would come a bit later for Tommy, yet here it was. Far sooner than it had come to either of the other boys and matched with the already fussy and clingy personality that his child was already blessed with. Perhaps it was karma for Phil assuming that after the other two raising Tommy would be a breeze.

"Please, Tommy. Please just, give me this. Give me this one night of an easy bedtime from you and you can fuss up a storm tomorrow. I won't even mind that much." Phil sighed out as he turned and continued to rock Tommy.

He still needed to be looking for the other two, knowing that once found the pair wouldn't try this two nights in a row. Phil could deal with either the older boys or Tommy being fussy on a given night, but not all at once. He just…he wasn't prepared to handle all three causing problems at once, even mild ones.

"No-nooo" Tommy whined as he looked up at his father with a frown.

Phil gave a deeper sigh here as he stared back at Tommy, moving a hand to brush the growing golden curls from his face.

"Your brother's are being a bad influence on you already." He stated with a chuckle.

Phil almost jumped when at the same time he heard a scoff in the room. Turning sharply he looked around the room, the dim light making him have to squint to see clearer. He almost leapt clear out of his skin when he saw a pair of eyes staring back at him from behind the rocking chair.

"Techno, oh my god." Phil wheezed out after a second, his body remaining tense as he held Tommy tight his chest.

Techno was crouched low and tucked up behind the wooden seat, almost perfectly hidden due to the cushions placed there. Forcing himself to relax again but with his heart still pounding in his chest Phil motioned for Techno to come out. With a defeated sigh the boy listened and started to crawl forwards.

"What are you doing in here, mate? You know its past your bedtime now." Phil began with, starting with something easy while he still composed himself from the mild fright he'd just gone through, "Nearly gave me a heart attack while holding your brother."

"...Sorry dad." Techno offered, his tone genuine as he looked up at man.

Before more can be said Tommy was reaching out a lazy grabby hand towards his brother, a lopsided smile on his face.

"No-no" He stated with a tired hum.

Techno reached up to take his brother's hand carefully while Phil snickered with a raised brow.

"Sounds like your brother was selling you out the whole time." He laughed, biting his lip to keep from being too loud, "He certainly started that young."

Techno couldn't help but laugh as well, a free hand going to rub at his own droopy eyes. Phil lifted Tommy up higher and tucked him a bit more snug on his chest.

"Okay. Lets go find your brother. Bed time for all of you." Phil directed as he nodded his son towards the door.

He'd just have to make due until his wife came back up to help him. Shouldn't take too long. Who knows, maybe Tommy will spot Wilbur hiding as well and call him out for it too.