While Lyn-Z's Away

Frank felt a slight buzz in his pocket, and he wiggled around his seat trying to pull his phone out. Gerard's face lit up on his screen making Frank sigh.

"Hey," he answered already knowing what Gerard was calling about.

"I'm bored," Gerard said bluntly.

"Oh really? I'd love to be bored." Frank wasn't in the bests of moods since Gerard had been calling him and texting him for the past week. 

"Come on Frank, Bandit's not here, and Lynd-Z's off on tour. I need something to do," Gerard whined.

"More like someone to do," Frank muttered back, and Gerard giggled like a little school girl.

"Please though Frank," Gerard begged.

Frank sighed in defeat, "Alright fine, but I can't come now. I'll come for Monday through Tuesday. I'm not sure Jamia will be able to keep hold of the kids for-" Frank stopped as he heard a loud "CRASH!"

"Cherry!" Jamia yelled, not in anger but in worry.

"Uhh I got to go," Frank said hastily, "either Cherry's hurt or she will be if that was something special."

"Okay then, hope the Cherry Pie's okay," Gerard replied.

Frank smiled to himself, "Thanks Gee. All see you then."

"I love it when you call me that. Bye hun."

"Bye," Frank replied before hanging up the phone. He started to hear Cherry crying in the distance and rushed over to see if his baby was okay.

Frank walked in and saw Cherry on the floor holding her toe while Jamia tried to get a shard of glass out of her foot. He looked over at his daughter crying, and his heart broke a bit. His Cherry Pie was in pain. He should've been watching over her. Frank quietly walked over and held onto her hand.

"Close your eyes Cherry Pie," he whispered into her ear, and she obeyed. "Now what's your favoritest place in the world?"

"Last Christmas when Uncle Gee came and sang me a song," Cherry said than took in a deep breath as her mother pulled out a bit more glass.

"And what song did Uncle Gee sing Cherry?" Frank asked calmly trying not to actually think of Gerard at that moment.

"Small Petunia of the Galaxy. It was a wonderful song." Cherry winced, and Frank softly kissed her hand.

"I was wondering if you knew. Anyone not too small, Petunia," Frank began singing, "Reaching up to the sky, Only 3 inches high Acting like she ain't never knew ya." Cherry started to smile and sing along forgetting all about the glass, and before she knew it Jamia was kissing her piggy toes better.

"Feel better now sweaty?" Jamia asked, and Cherry nodded.

"See?" Frank told her, "it wasn't that bad was it?" He kissed her on the top of her head, "Now come on, I think it's time for a little nap. Are you tired because I am?"

Cherry smiled from ear to ear, "I'm not tired Daddy! I wanna play!"

"You wanna play do you? Well then let plaaaaay!" Frank picked Cherry up in the air and began to spin her around and around.

"Yay!" she yelled, "helicopter!" Frank looked over at his smiling daughter, and felt his heart sewing itself back up again. The things his little girls and boy could do.