7; Daylight

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So I've had this written for a little bit but I wanted to get a but more written before I did.
I have a couple more chapters either rewritten or brand new ready finished but I wanna try and post 1 a day so I dont run out of chapters and start to rush myself again.
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Eraser and Reboot awoke to one of their children jumping on their bed. There was laughter and Reboot groaned, curling up closer to Eraser. The child jumping on the bed huffed and fell to a sitting position before crawling forward to shake his parents.
“Dadd! Papa! Wake up! It’s PaperJams birthday so wake up!” Gradient giggled. Reboot groaned again and looked up at his son. After months of being back he finally held his promise of being there for his youngest son’s birthday.
“Okay baby, okay. We’re getting up.” Reboot snatched his sons into his arms and nuzzled him happily. Gradient giggled and hugged his papa tightly before abruptly turning to eraser.
“Papa is up! Now it’s daddy’s turn! Wake up daddy!” Gradient turned to Eraser and tried to wake him too. Eraser let out a groan and snatched the boy from his husband. 
“Shhh Gray. Sleeeeeep.” He whispered and Gradient giggled widely. Suddenly it seemed Eraser realized something because he sat up quickly, looking down at his son.
“Where is PJ?” He asked and Reboot let out a quiet curse. He pushed his blankets off, shivering at the cold air before remembering why he didn’t have the hoodie on. He shook his head and pulled on the hoodie before darting out of the room, leaving his husband to get dressed. 
“PaperJam?” He ran down the stairs just to see his younger son in the kitchen covered in a bag of flour.
“What are you doing?” Reboot held back a laugh and he lifted the bag off his son's head. PJ seemed a bit upset at losing the bag but lost that poor attitude when he looked up at his papa and grinned.
“Pancakes!” Paperjam laughed and Reboot rolled his eyes.
“Well not when you're covered in flour. Come here you. I think we should start your birthday with a lovely bathtime, what do you think?” Reboot smiled and his son let out a loud squeak of protest.
“No bath!” He whined.
“Oh my… Well bathtime is definite.” Eraser appeared right as their son protested.
“Will you clean the kitchen while I give out little troublemaker a bath?” Reboot asked his husband who nodded. 
“Also Blue called. He can’t make it to the party but uh… it’s for a good reason. He’s got some amazing news to tell you. Call him okay?” Eraser grinned as he went to a closet for a mop.
“Okay?...” Reboot tilted his head but carried his very floury child up to the bathroom. 
Once his youngest was in the bathtub he called his friend.

“Blue?”
“Oh hey Re!”
“So Eraser said you can’t come to the party?”
“Yep… I got some really cool news Reboot!”
“And that news is?”
“Well… I can't go the party today cause I’ll be at the hospital,”
“What why?”
“I’m pregnant Re. Actually and surely. First ultrasound is today to make sure everything is running smoothly.” 
“My god… Blue that’s amazing!” 
“I know!” 

Blue hung up and Reboot squealed very happily. Paperjam looked at his papa with a questioning gaze and Reboot grinned wider. 
“You’ll have a cousin in a few months PaperJam. A new cousin.” Reboot grinned and although he had no clue what that meant, PaperJam smiled because his papa was smiling.
“Really!?” Gradient, who had been eves dropping outside the room, lit up with a smile and rushed into the room. He pulled his papa into a hug.
“Gradient!” Reboot playfully scorned and his son just laughed. He shooed the boy out of the room and Reboot watched with a grin.

“Eraser did blue tell you!?” Reboot asked as he carried his now clean son down the stairs.
“Yep. I guess he told you by now too?” Eraser grinned as he put a pancake on Gradient’s plate. Reboot set his younger son down and nodded.
“It’s exciting.” Reboot chirped as his husband put a pancake on the birthday boy’s plate.
“I know. We won’t be the only ones with kids anymore.” Eraser hummed as he kissed PaperJams skull. 
“I know, it’s gonna be strange. Also did you get the text on the group chat from Dream? The one about Cross and Nightmare? My god they were cuddling!” Reboot squealed.
“I saw Boots. Seems Nightmare’s doing a lot better. I mean he actually texts me and calls me a friend. I think- no I know- he has a crush on Cross. It’s obvious.” Eraser hummed.
“Wait you’re friends!?” Reboot eyelights practically sparkled with buzzing joy. Eraser laughed and nodded, kissing his husband softly. Eraser in turn wrapped his arms around Reboot and kissed back.
“Yep. We are starting to become friends.” Eraser hummed. Reboot grinned and spun around happily.
“Friends! My best friend and my husband are friends! Finally!” He nearly sang with joy as he danced around the dinner. Paperjam and gradient laughed oh so happily at their papas energy.
“Boots calm down!” Eraser grabbed his husband’s arms as the other whined.
“But calm is boring Racey!” Reboot whined like a child.
“No it’s not. Calm is smart and mature.” Eraser hummed.
“And I’m not mature! Who cares about being mature! Calm is for wussies!” Reboot laughed going to run until his husband tightened his grip and lifted Reboot up while the creator squealed loudly.
“Sit and eat your pancake babe.” Eraser plopped his husband in his seat and went into the kitchen to hand him a plate.
“But racey,” Reboot whined much to his husband’s annoyance.
“Eat.” Eraser lightly hit Reboots head before going for a plate of his own.
“Papa,” Gradient spoke up after his dad left.
“Yes Gray?” Reboot turned to his son.
“Does this mean you kept your promise? You won’t leave again?” He whispered and his papa smiled. He got out of his chair and walked over to the boy, kneeling next to his son and grabbing his hand.
“Yes. I kept my promise and I’ll never leave again.” Reboot whispered. His son pushed himself into Reboots arms as he cheered.
“I love you papa.” Gradient whispered softly into Reboots skele-ear.
“I love you too baby. So much. I love you and your brother with all my soul.” Reboot hummed and Gradient smiled.

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