Adopted By Phan. (sequel to Adopted by Phan a Dan and Phil Phanfiction)

Child support

           Dan's POV:

          I finished making dinner and then served to Kyle and Molly. It's my weekend with them. "So, how was school?" I ask.
          "Good." Molly mopes.
         "Good good, Kyle?"
         "Fun!" He smiles.
         "Where are we going to sleep?" Molly asks while looking around.
        "You two can have my bed, I'll take the couch." I say. "It's a shitty situation I know."
      Once dinner was done, I cleaned up the dishes and started to clean the kitchen.
      "Hi." Kyle said.
      "Hello Kyle."
      "I wanna go to the park."
     "No, Kyle, this is a bad neighborhood." I say calmly.
     "But I wanna go!" He screams.
     "No Kyle!" I pick him up and put him on the couch. "Watch some T.V.!"
      He starts to cry and kick his feet. "Do you need to go in the corner?" I ask.
        He continues to cry.
        I roll my eyes and pick him up, settling him on the corner near my bed.
      "Dad?"
      "Yes, Molly?"
      "Can I take a shower?"
      "Of course, towels are in the cabinet under the sink."
      She smiles and goes into the suitcase that her and Kyle share.
     After Molly's shower, I announced it was time for bed. Molly was already in her pajamas, I helped Kyle into his.
      Molly climbed into bed and Kyle followed her. I kissed both goodnight and turned the tv off.
        I grabbed my breathing treatment and fell asleep on the couch.
       All night it was sirens, screaming, crying, and the sound of people dumpster diving.
       I woke up at 8 am to Phil ringing the door bell over and over again. I got up and went to the door.
        "You're...early."
        "Yeah, I know," He admits. "But I need them."
        "For what?"
       "To go home."
      By now, Kyle and Molly were up, listening to our conversation.
       "You have the whole week with them..."
       "And you haven't given me any child support yet." He crosses his arms and welcomes him self in. He slowly looks around. "Really, Dan? A studio?"
     "It's all I could afford...you took all the money."
     "What ever. Come on kids, let's go."
     "No." Molly says.
     "Excuse me young lady? I'm your father and you will listen to me."
    "No, Phil, you're not. My father is the nice one who loved dad! Not fighting for money! Not the one who wanted everything in the divorce! I'm staying here."
        "Molly..." I look down. "Just go."
       "No! Because I'm not a fucking toy that we're all going to fight over! I'm not something that is supposed to be shared! Im not going to just sit here and be passed around! You adopted me as a whole! And I'm see Kyle feels the same way!"
         "Yeah..." Kyle slowly nods.
         "Molly...I'm sorry you feel that way." I say.
        "Car." Phil states.
       "Philip!" Molly screams.
      "You don't call me by my name child."
     "I'm not your fucking kid anymore! Get the fuck out!" She screams and pushes Phil out into the hall, causing him to fall down. "And don't fucking come back!" She chucks his car keys at his face and slams the door.
      She starts to cry and hug me. "I'm so sorry."
       "It's okay Molly, I understand how you feel." I run my fingers through her hair and kiss her head."
        Kyle opens the door and sees Phil still sitting there, trying to get up. He walks over to him and kicks his leg.
      "Kyle!" I warn. He turns to me and comes back inside, closing the door behind him.