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Fuck, being a Daddy was harder than he thought.
Like could the boys even have juice? What if they had allergies or something?
Damn it, maybe he shouldn’t be responsible.
No, no, he could do this. Keep the littles happy. No tears. Drinks. Snacks if they wanted. This should be easy.
It was not easy.
Not having three littles to look after.
It couldn’t have even been longer than twenty minutes and Jackson was run off his feet. After Jackson passed out sippy cups, Avery had wanted some Goldfish snacks. Jackson had brought him his crackers. Caleb needed help tying his cape. Michael wanted something from the top shelf of one of the bookcases. Then Michael wanted Gummy Bears. So Jackson got him a bowl. Caleb needed music to dance to with his teddy bear. Jackson turned on the stereo behind the bar.
The playroom really did have everything.
The boys knew it too.
The pup left the mat he’d been playing on and raced toward Jackson. He stopped in front of Jackson, barking and wagging his ass. Which had the long fluffy tail moving from side to side. He was cute.
“Got a bottle of water back there?” The Master gestured toward the bar.
“Sure, you want a dish too?” They were fully supplied.
The Master pressed his lips together.
“The cups and dishes are washed and sanitized every night, but it’s up to you, man,” Jackson said. He moved to the small fridge under the counter.
“That’d be great, man. Thanks.”
“No problem.” Jackson pulled out the water before choosing a blue bowl for the pup. It would go with the pup's mask.
“Thank you.” The Master called the pup back to him.
“Bubbie!” Michael called.
Jackson sighed. Now what? He walked over to where Michael and Avery were huddled together.
“Yes?”
“More?” Michael held up two sippy cups.
How had they even had time to drink all the juice? Jackson took the cups back.
“You asked for water, didn’t you, Av?” Jace asked from the doorway.
Jackson turned and glared at Jace, Grant, and Finn.
“I didn’t ask, Daddy,” Avery said. “Michael did.”
Wow, oh wow, that was…sneaky and smart. Jackson hadn’t known that Avery had that in him. Jackson did love being a bad influence on the brats.
“Avery,” Jace growled.
Avery dropped his head.
Jackson shoved Avery’s cup into Jace’s chest as he walked past. Finn followed Jackson to the bar.
“How’d it go?” Finn asked.
