BBS One Shots! (OLD VERSION)

Taking Care of Babies Isn't That Bad (Day 1 part 2)

"Where are we eating at?" Brian asked as he drove on the highway. "I don't know. What do you cuties want ?" Jon asked the five children that he was sitting with in the back seat except for Brock who was in Marcel's arms in the front seat. "Um..mmm...I want chicken nuggets!" Craig exclaimed clapping his hands. "Not hungry," Brock mumbled softly.

Jon looked at Brock worriedly. "You gotta eat, buddy. Just a little, I'll buy you a burger and you can eat some of it, yeah?" Brock nodded. "Okay.." "I wan' a burger!" Evan slurred. He had just woke up from a nap. "Okay, Evy bear," 

"I want a burger too," Lui and Tyler said at the same time. "So that's four burgers and chicken nuggets. We'll go to Mcdonalds." Marcel explained then gave Brian the directions to the nearest Mcdonalds. The car was silent except for Evan's light snoring. 

Once they made it to Mcdonald's, Jon noticed something really off. "Are we missing anyone?" The gang looked around and they too felt like someone was missing. "Oh my god! We forgot Arlan! He was taking a nap in my room!"

Luckily almost nobody was paying attention to the screaming and panicking Jon was doing. There wasn't really that many people there anyway. "Jonathan! Calm down! We'll just go back and get him! We'll order the food first then we'll go back. Brian, make sure to get Arlan some chicken nuggets too."

(Timeskip back to the house bc I'm lazy)

"Usted me dejó aquí!" (you left me here alone)  Tiny Arlan cried as he ran to Jon when they walked into the house. "I'm sorry, baby. I forgot that you were sleeping." Jon mumbled, really guilty that he made Arlan cry. He picked the child up so he could try to calm him down. "¿estás bien?" Lui asked so only Jon and Arlan understand.

"S-sí," Arlan mumbled, sniffing as Jon wiped his tears. "I'm so so sorry, Arlan. Can you forgive daddy?" Arlan giggled and  poked Jon's nose. "I forgive you, papa!" He said, now speaking in English for others to understand. 

"We have a lot of cuties here with us!" Brian exclaimed as he picked Tyler up and blew raspberries on his stomach.  "Stop that daddy! That tickles!" Tyler snorted and busted with giggles. " Hey, Brocky..You okay, buddy?" Marcel asked as Brock gripped his shirt.

"T-tummy hurts really bad," Brock whispered in a pained voice. Everyone looked at Brock and Marcel. "Brock, why didn't you tell us in the car?" Jon asked softly as he sat Arlan on the couch so he could find some medicine for Brock.

"I don' know, Papa.." Marcel felt his heart shatter. He was actually starting to like the kids. He wanted to be called 'daddy' or 'papa' by one of the kids. He wiped the tears that were forming in his eyes then let out a sigh because he thought no one saw.

But someone did.

"Tell me next time, okay?" Jon came back with medicine and a thermometer. "Okay, Papa," Luke was holding Lui and looking at Marcel. "MarMar, can I talk to you for a sec?" Marcel looked at Luke emotionlessly before nodding and handing Brock to Jon.

Luke literally dragged Marcel out of the room by the arm. "I saw your face when Brock called Jon 'Papa'. I know you're sad about Brock not calling you daddy or papa. It takes time. They've been hanging out with Jon all morning so of course some of them are calling him daddy-" "It's just not fair! Lui calls you daddy, Tyler calls Brian daddy, Evan calls David daddy, and I thought Brock would  call me daddy! He just called Jon daddy! it takes time my ass!" 

Marcel ran upstairs, tears streaming down his face. "Marcel! Oh geez." Luke sighed. "Everything okay in there?" Jon called out. Luke just replied with a sigh. Lui looked up at Luke. "Is uncle Marcy gonna be okay?" Luke gave a small smile. "I hope so, buddy. You wanna go check on him?"

In the end, Lui looked through each room to find Marcel and finally found him in the bathroom tub. "Uncle Marcy? What are you doing in the bathtub?" Marcel sniffled and looked at Lui with teary red eyes. "I haven't told the others this yet but, I cry in the bathtub when i'm upset."

"Why are you sad? Is it because of Brocky?" Marcel was shocked to hear that come from a four year olds mouth. "Because he didn't call you daddy?"  Marcel sighed. "Yes, its because of Brock not calling e daddy."

Lui giggled. "You're so silly, Uncle Marcy! Brock called you daddy when you left. He misses you." He climbed in the bathtub and sat on Marcel's lap. "You should go back down there." Marcel looked down at the child, then smiled. 

He got out of the bathtub with Lui in his arms, and walked downstairs to the living room. All he could hear is Brock's crying and his lovers trying to calm him down. "D-daddy! I want Daddy!" It broke Marcel's heart to see him like that.

"Look! Daddy's right there! See?" Brock looked at Marcel with teary eyes. "Daddy!" Marcel gave Lui a kiss on his forehead as a thank you the walked over to Brock and picked him up. "I'm sorry, Brocky. Daddy didn't mean to leave you." He kissed the child's cheeks.

"It's okay, daddy. Don't do that no more, kay?" "Whatever you say, Brocky." Marcel winked Lui's way (Not in a sexual way) and Lui giggled. "Let's eat now!"