Surpise Surprise

Shit

*Balz pov*

"Daddy! Daddy! Wake up!" I woke with a start. I rolled over and groaned.

"Yea! Daddy wake up!" I heard Ricky yell. I groaned again and looked at Ricky. He had Venom on his shoulders and he was jumping.

"You drop her and I'll take that brand new Ibanez and shove it so far up your ass, when you fart it will sound like your making a new guitar riff." I threatened. Ricky stopped jumping and looked at me with wide eyes. He nodded slowly and gulped.

"Daddy! Your being mean!" Venom exclaimed. I stood up and snatched her off Ricky's shoulders.

"Bus will be here in 30 minutes." Ricky said before darting out of my room. I chuckled and set Venom on Poison's back. She squealed and snatched his ears. I laughed.

I grabbed my bags and brought them downstairs next to the door. I turned around and almost ran into Ricky.

"You wouldn't really do that, would you?" He asked cautiously.

"Naw." I laughed and ran back up stairs. I picked up Venom's bags and grabbed Poison's leash. I put everything next to the door and made Venom a bowl of cereal.

"Hey, bus is here." Ricky said. I nodded and helped Venom out of her chair. She grabbed Poison's leash and lead him out side. Allie ran off the bus and snatched Venom's bags out of the doorway and ran back to the bus. Hurry much?

We were only going on a 3 month tour but I know the girls are going to buy her a shit ton of stuff.

I walked in the bus to see everybody sitting around talking. I sat down next to Brandon. I looked around and noticed all the girls were gone, even Venom. Poison laid down at my feet and Kylie snatched Venom off the floor next to Poison and ran to the back lounge.

"Hey what are you going to do when she's a teenager?" Ryan asked curiously.

"What?" I asked confused.

"Are you going to be a cool dad or are you going to be an asshole dad?" Ryan butted in. I shrugged.

"He's going to shit his pants! You should have seen they way he looked at me this morning and he threatened me! He's so fucking overprotective." Ricky exclaimed.

"Oooooo. What's going to happened when she has her first crush and when she gets old enough to date..." Ryan trailed off. My stomach dropped. The realization hit me. What am I going to do?

"Shit." I muttered and put my face in my hands. "I know exactly what I'm going to do. I'm going to freak the fuck out and she's going to hate me." I stated.

"Awe, come on, Balz. She's not going to hate you." Brandon said patting me in the back. I shook my head.

"I'm so fucking scared. I don't know how to raise a kid. I can barely keep up with myself, let alone a 2 year old with a brain an unforgettable brain. I'm fucking screwed. I can't do this. I don't know what I'm doing. What if she gets sick? What if she gets hurt and I'm not there? What if sh-" Chris interrupted.

"What if. What if. What if. If she gets sick, take her to the doctor. If she gets hurt, there is always someone there. She's never alone. She's not going to hate you. Stop freaking out. Your not alone. You have 3 girls in that back lounge right now."

"My Ashley even offered to help out." Brandon butted in. (A/N Brandon's girlfriend's name is really Ashley. I'm not just naming everyone Ashley.)

"See? Your going to be fine. Plus we're always here. We have been since day 1. Your going to be a great dad. We'll deal with all that stuff when the time comes. As for right now, enjoy the fact that you have time." Chris said giving me a sympathetic smile. I nodded. Maybe I can do this.

I sure hope so.

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