Bobtram (A Bob Duncan x Bertram Winkle)

Bobby's Busy Time

Back to Bob's POV. Same day, same time as the first part.

                "Oh, come on Charlie. Can't you eat? It's mashed bananas. They're just bananas. Geez," Bob said.

               "No," Charlie said as she threw the bowl.

               "Great. Just great. Now I have to clean up this mess." Bob got up and cleaned up the banana mess. He gave up on feeding Charlie and left the kitchen, leaving Charlie alone. Charlie got out of her seat, despite her being a little kid, and opened the fridge. (Don't ask questions lol.) She grabbed a cake from the fridge that Amy specifically made for Gabe's class party. The plate was too heavy for her and she dropped it, smashing the plate into pieces on the floor, the cake ruined as Charlie grabbed two fist-fulls. She rubbed the cake all over her face. A huge mess in the kitchen, just as PJ walked in.

                  "Oh no, Charlie," PJ said, picking up Charlie. "Teddy! Can you come in here?" He called. Teddy walked into the kitchen.

                  "Yeah, what's- Oh...." Teddy said. "PJ, go put Charlie in the bath, I'll clean this up," she said, grabbing a towel to clean the cake mess and a dustpan for the broken plate parts.

                 "Okay. It's bathtime Charlie!" PJ cooed to Charlie. PJ put Charlie in the sink. He washed her hands and face. "Charlie, let's go play! Want to play with your little horse toy?" PJ grabbed the horse toy and went down to the living room.

                    Bob walked in the room. "I see Charlie ate?" Bob asked, walking towards the kitchen.

                   "I wouldn't walk in there!" PJ yelled to him.

                   "Why not?" Bob opened the door to see Teddy cleaning. "Teddy.... why are you cleaning?"

                    "Uh......"

                   "Tell me, why are you cleaning?"

                   "Okay, Charlie got a cake out of the fridge and dropped it and got the cake everywhere, breaking the plate, and there was cake all over her hands and face," Teddy confessed quickly.

                   "Oh... Thank you for taking responsibility and cleaning the mess. Now your mom wants me to take you shopping. Let's go."

                    "Great!" Teddy got up and walked to the garage with her father. They both got into the car. "Do we have to listen to this?" Teddy asked.

                     "Of course! It's The Bob Duncan Experience. You know that was my band."

                     "Yep...." Teddy sighed.

After the mall  (because I don't know what to put when they're at the mall)

  
                        "Gabe! Get in the car now. Bring a friend because I have to take you to laser tag. Hurry up," Bob sighed, already tired from shopping with Teddy.

                      "Nice!" Gabe said. "I'm bringing Jake."

                     "Of course you are." They picked up Jake and went to laser tag.

                     "I call Gabe's team!" Jake exclaimed

                    "Well obviously," Gabe replied. "We are on the blue team. Dad, you're on pink."

                   "Okay," Bob said, not caring. The game advisor (or something idk) told them the rules and then went on and started the game. Bob didn't do so well against the young boys. They played for hours, and Bob only won two games out of 18.

                  "We did so good, Jake!" Gabe said, giving Jake a high-five.

                   "It's well, Gabe," Bob corrected.

                  "Whatever."  

                 They dropped off Jake and went to their house. Bob sighed and went to his room. He saw two baseball tickets (I don't know don't judge me) on his nightstand and sighed. He looked at the clock. Then the tickets. The game was in an hour. "PJ! WE'RE GOING TO A BASEBALL GAME! GET READY, WE'RE LEAVING IN TEN MINUTES!"

                "OKAY!" PJ got ready and was in the car after five minutes. He decided to turn on the radio while he waited for his father, only to find out that The Bob Duncan Experience CD was in the disc slot playing. He then heard stomping sounds and the door opened, Bob there, looking tired.

                 "T- Th- The Bob Duncan Experience. M- My band."

                  "Yes," PJ sighed, "I know." After nine innings of the game, they left. It was already 10:00 pm by the time they got home. "What a busy time," Bob thought.