VEGASPETE HOUSEHOLD: The Series

The baby is here!

It wasn't easy to get Vegas to agree, but eventually he gave in. Not before making various remarks on how we could make our own baby, or how Macau is already a baby that we need to take care of, or how he hates having me divide my attention to another boy - in addition to Macau, who I need to remind him, is his own brother.

But, here we are. After a DNA test was conducted, which took months to complete because siblings matching is a pain in the butt without the parental DNA samples, it is official that the baby is indeed a Theerapanyakul. He shared the same paternal DNA with both Vegas and Macau.

Pete and Macau are excited. Not Vegas, oh gosh not Vegas. He barely wants to be in the same room with this defenseless chubby, bouncy, jiggly blob of chuckles. He looks over in disgust and confusion at the sight of Pete and Macau passing the blob to each other, talking to it in incoherent ramblings. It coos too, getting its drools all over the house when it puts its fist into its mouth making weird sounds.

The three of them have been spending time with the baby at the orphanage - albeit Vegas being forced to come every single time, but today is his first full day at home. Pete happily carries him in his arm as he walks through the main door, "welcome home, baby!"

"P'Pete, I want to hold him!" Macau scoots over excitedly and he opens his arms to the baby. As Pete hands him over to Macau, they both make a symphony of delightful sounds that causes the sitting Vegas to wince.

"Vegas, we need to decide on his name," Pete sits next to him and places his hand on Vegas' thigh. Not feeling it, Vegas just grunts.

"Let's see, we need a name that is like both yours and Macau's. Any suggestion?" Pete starts to massage his thigh.

From across the room, in a dancing motion with the baby in his arms, Macau chips in with his flaw free English, "Hia's and mine are big casino cities. How about Atlantic? Like Atlantic City in the states?"

"Hmm, that's cute but it'll be hard to pronounce, no? Ete.. eh what? Etlentiiik? Something simpler please, Macau," Vegas is now smiling at Pete's attempt to pronounce Atlantic. How is this baby going to raise that blob?

Macau shakes his head, "nope, my vote is for Atlantic! You can suggest something else, but mine is supreme no doubt."

"Vegas, say something, our baby can't have a name I can't pronounce!!" Pete is now half hugging him with one of his hands around his waist. "First of all, it's not our baby, and as far as name goes, we can just call it anything."

Pete brings his head closer to Vegas' and whispers in his ear, "if he's not our baby, then how will I ever call you daddy?" His hand moving dangerously close to Vegas' crotch. That sends shivers down his spine and he almost says something before Macau cuts him off, "excuse me, please behave in front of Atlantic!"

"We are not calling him Atlantic!" Pete retorts.

"Okay fine. How about Carlo then, like Monte Carlo?" Macau spins around with his mouth making bubbles on the baby's cheek.

Pete pinches the side of Vegas' waist, "say something, Vegas!"

"Uhh, I don't like Carlo," he doesn't as a matter of fact. It reminds him of all the bad businesses with the Italians.

Pete nods, "I want a beautiful city name. Give me a beautiful city name, Vegas."

Turning his head to look at Pete, "Krung Thep then. It's in this city that we met." Pete blinks at him before smirking "that is so cheesy! I love Krung Thep too but we can't call our son that."

Then Pete suddenly remembers a book he read before in Vegas' study, "oh how about Venice? They have those canals and it kinda reminds me of Mae Nam!"

By now Macau is lying on his back with the baby on top of his chest, "but if Hia doesn't like Carlo, what makes Venice any better?" Both Pete and Macau are now staring at Vegas.

"If Pete wants to call it Venice, then it's Venice," Vegas answers.

"Oh come on, why did I bother giving suggestions if you're agreeing on P'Pete's first suggestion??" Macau's scoffs seem amusing to the baby and he giggles. "Look at this boy, he's already enjoying my misery being stuck between the two love birds!! See boy, this is how your Daddy and Papa treat me, your.. uhh.. your..."

Macau sits cross legs and places the baby on his lap, "wait, how will he address me? If he calls you Daddy," he points to Vegas, "and you Papa," he points to Pete, "am I.. uncle?"

Vegas and Pete look at each other, and Vegas quips, "he can just call you Macau then." Macau gasps, "but that is so.. sad. I want him to call me something special too!!"

"Like what, Uncle Idiot?"

"Oh shut up, Hia. You don't even want him! Maybe Venice should call ME Daddy instead. And call you Khun Vegas or something!!"

"Why would he call me Khun Vegas, his Papa is my boyfriend, not yours!!"

"You haven't even hold him once! You're more a funder than a father!"

"You think you're so clever huh, you little piece of.."

Pete sighs at the sight before him which will not change anytime soon. He gets up, and grabs Venice from Macau, "let's go, baby. We don't want to get caught in this crossfire." Together they walks out of the room before they hear a faint thud and Macau going, "OI THAT HURTS!!"

Bonus

As soon as he answers the phone, Pete creates a distance between the phone and his ear, "Pete! I've decided on what Venice should call me!" The phone is a hand span away and he can still hear Khun clearly. He puts the phone on speaker and let the man on the other end continues, "He can call me Khun Loong!"

Then he hears Arm, "Khun Nu, I thought you want him to call you Loong Khun?"

"Eh, is it? You're confusing me, Arm! Ai Pete, what did Venice call Kinn and Kim?" he prods.

Pete chuckles, "Khun Nu, he can't call anyone anything yet."

Suddenly Khun is quiet, "oh no, what's wrong with him? Is he.. slow? Poor thing, it must be because he was stuck in all the predicament huh?"

Pete palms his face, "He's fine. Khun Nu, he's 6 months old. He.." Before Pete can finish his sentence, Khun cuts him off, "it's okay, Pete! You can bring him over and we can play and watch series together and I'll make sure he can speak by next month! And he can call me Loong Khun.. or Khun Loong! ARM, STOP CONFUSING ME!!"