After a long, hard fought battle for The Power of Two, the members of Team8s are ready to start the next chapter of their lives. As some of them start dating and even get married, the team realizes their strong bond. So eventually, the idea of havin...
Thread had just finished another day of preschool, and Pin had picked her up. Thread seemed to be in not the best mood, as Pin quickly noticed.
"Thread, Honey," Pin asked, "What happened at school? Is everything okay?"
Thread shook her head, "No, I'm okay."
Pin got worried, "Are you sure? You can tell me if something happened?"
Thread thought for a moment, "I'll tell you later maybe. I wanna get home and color!"
Pin accepted her daughters response as they made their way home. Thread immediately went to her room the second she got home, not even greeting Needle at the door.
Needle started to get slightly concerned, "Is she okay?"
Pin shook her head, "She said she'll talk later. Clearly something is up and I want to know what happened."
Just then, the two girls head crying coming from upstairs. Although, they weren't Threads cries. They rushed upstairs quickly to find the source of the crying. They followed the cries to their room, where they saw Coiny, his head buried in his arms, sobbing.
"Coiny? What's wrong?" Pin asked.
Needle put her arm around him, "You know you can tell us anything. I promise we won't get mad."
Coiny sighed, lifting his head up wiping the tears away from his eyes, "Remember when Thread and I played princess together the other day."
Pin nodded, "Yeah? I thought you two had a great time! Plus, you rocked that dress!"
Coiny took a deep breath, trying not to cry, "You're right, we did. We had such a great time that day that Thread decided to tell Flare about it. Then Flare told her parents. Let's just say, Pencil and Match are not happy with me."
Needle was baffled, the tone in her voice starting to rise. "What did they say to you!"
Coiny sighed, "They said I should 'be a good masculine role model to Thread' and that 'it's important for kids to be balanced."
Pin scrunched her face in confusion, "Like they're the ones to talk. Last time I checked, Flare doesn't even have a dad."
Coiny nodded, "They said that I'm 'warping Thread's perspective on masculinity' and that I should be ashamed of myself."
Needle took a firm grip of Coiny's hand, "Oh fuck those two. Me and you are going to their house RIGHT NOW and talking some shit into those bitches."
Pin grabbed Needle's other hand softly, "No, no, we're not going to do that. The three of us need to be the bigger people here."
Coiny, though still angry, started to calm down a little, "It just pisses me off, you know. We finally get on somewhat good terms with them again, and now all the respect I had for them just disappeared."
Needle's expression softened, "It's not fair to Thread. She should be able to play princess with her dad and her friend without those two motherfuckers telling us shit."
Just then, Thread, who head all the commotion, wheeled her way into the throuples room.
"Mommy? Mommy? Daddy?" She said, sadness in her voice. "Flare told me that her moms said that Daddy shouldn't play princess with me anymore."
Coiny nodded, trying to hold back his emotions from his daughter, "Yeah, they did. And it makes me really sad. I love playing princess with you, and I don't think there's anything wrong with it."
Thread looked down, "It makes me sad too. Flare said her moms might not let her come over anymore. I really wanted her to play princess with us too!"
Coiny took a deep breath, feeling a surge of love and determination. "We'll talk to Pencil and Match again. They need to understand that our family does things our way, and there's nothing wrong with that."
Pin smiled, squeezing Coiny's hand. "We'll handle this together. We'll make sure they understand."
Thread looked up at her parents, her eyes wide and hopeful. "So I can still play princess with Daddy?"
"Absolutely," Needle said, giving Thread a reassuring hug. "And you can do anything else you want to do. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise."
Thread smiled, "Thank you. Now, I need to finish up my coloring."
Coiny softly smiled at his daughter, "We raised that girl well."
Needle smiled back, "We sure did. She's gonna go places when she's older."
Pin added on, "Speaking of raising, we should probably go check on Dimey. It's been nice of Barf Bag to have watched him today and we need to give her a break."
As the three made their way downstairs, they saw Barf Bag gently rocking Dimey to sleep.
Barf Bag looked up at the throuple, "Hey you three. It sounded a little heated up there, are you all okay?"
Coiny nodded, "Just making sure our Thread knows that me and her can play princess whenever she wants."
Barf Bag chuckled, "As it should be. This little guy has been an angel all day, he really is a sweet baby."
Needle smiled, "Maybe around you he is. Say that again when he starts crying over some mashed peas and carrots at dinner." She gently took the baby back from Barf Bag, who was still peacefully asleep.
The throuple knew that they still had ways to go, but for now, they felt lucky to be blessed with such wonderful children.
