Bowers Gang Parental Preferences

he names you

(F/C)= favorite color

Henry-

Henry was in his baby's nursery rocking the baby to sleep, as the child closed his/her eyes he put him/her in their crib and covered him/her in their favorite blanket.

"Good night baby girl/boy." Henry whispered giving his daughter/son a kiss on the forehead. He closed the door leaving it open slightly. He walked down to the living room and turned on the baby monitor. After 5 minutes, the baby woke up crying his/her eyes out for his/her daddy. He quickly jogged to the nursery and scooped his precious child up and cradled him/her in his arms.

"Don't cry kiddo, daddy's here now. Daddy's here." Henry said in a comforting voice and rubbing his child's back. He carried the baby to the living room and sat in a chair.

"How 'bout we call you something that matches your personality? How about....(Y/N). (Y/N) Bowers, do you like that name." He cooed. His little (Y/N) was fast asleep in his/her fathers arms.

"I'll take that as a yes."Henry chuckled and carried his baby (Y/N) into his/her nursery and put the child in his/her crib.

"Good night, my little (Y/N)." He whispered.

Patrick-

It was late at night, almost midnight. Patrick was in the living room, watching television. He heard a faint and static cry. He looked at the baby monitor and saw his daughter/son crying for his/her father. Patrick ran his hand through his hair, and quickly walked up to his baby's room. His child was crying harder by the minute.

"Okay, okay." He said in a soft voice as he cradled his baby in his arms. He bounced his daughter/son lightly. 

"Oh my god, it's the end of the world." Patrick playfully mocked, lifting the child in the air. The baby cried harder.

"It's okay baby girl/boy, dada's here."Patrick comforted, rubbing the small child's back.

"How about we give you a name, crybaby. Because that would be great. Something beautiful....how 'bout (Y/N)?" Patrick asked the baby girl/boy. He/She smiled at his/her father.

"You like that huh (Y/N). Well I hate to break it to you, but it's time to go nigh nights." Patrick said as he put (Y/N) in his/her crib and covered him/her in his/her favorite (F/C) blanket.

"Goodnight my little crybaby." Patrick cooed and gave (Y/N) a wet kiss on the forehead....

Victor-

Victor was in his pajamas, which was a sweatshirt and sweatpants.He had woken up in the middle of the night from his small childs cries. He walked into the guest room, the baby laid on the bed he had but chairs up at the sides to assure the baby wouldn't roll off. Victor moved the chairs aside and reached out for his daughter/son, he reeled his hand back when he came into contact with the freezing skin. The blonde haired male picked up the baby with haste pulling him/her out of the room and into the bathroom. The child still sobbed, Victor turned on the shower on and then the heater allowing steam to fill up the room. Victor closed the lid to the toilet and sat down, holding the baby close.

"Calm down baby, calm down....(Y/N)" He whispered.

Belch-

As Belch reached his house, the small child was already fast asleep. Belch sat back on the sofa as slowly and gently as he could so the baby wouldn't wake up. Belch glanced down just as the baby stretched and cooed in his/her sleep.Belch smiled.

"How about we give you a name?" the baby simply curled up tighter and shuffled closer to its object of warmth, which was his/her father. Belch grinned. 

"I'll call you (Y/N). (Y/N) Huggins, I like it!"