"Date night! Date night! Date night!"

I could hear Ricky's excited chants from the bathroom. He was hyped to go out, dress up a bit, eat some good food that he didn't have to make.

Wren, on the other hand, was the furthest thing from hyped. He was pouting in his highchair, giving me the silent treatment. He'd been this way since an earlier time out for throwing a fit over us leaving and I told him he was on thin ice.

I could tell wren wanted me to talk to him. He kept glancing over his shoulder and turning back before he thought I noticed him. I knew he should get some cuddles and love before we leave to I played into his silent treatment.

I leaned on the table in front of him.

"Wren please look at me, I can't stand to see you sad. I need a hug"

"Oki!"

Wren immediately looked up and held out his arms. I chuckled, that didn't take much convincing. He snuggled up to me

"Thats my little princess,

"W-why can' i jus come? I don wan a si'ur"

I rubbed wrens back, walking to the sitting room and taking a seat on the couch.

To be fair I didn't entirely trust the two girls that offered their baby sitting service to my darling husband. Isabelle and Emma, they were human, year or two older than Wren. But Ricky trusted them and I trusted Ricky, and the research he'd done.

He asked around, apparently he knows some people who know some people who had used them before and they were good. Ricky has his sources, I don't doubt that.

I could also tell Ricky was a little desperate for a date night, I mean we haven't had one since Wren arrived, I don't blame him for taking the opportunity.

"Bubba do you know what grown ups do on a date"

Wren shook his head

"Well its incrediblely boring, you'd hate it"

"Weally?"

"Yes, we do taxes and talk about boring boring business, like stock and dividends and budgets and-"

Wren whined at my boring business words.

"Da sounds bowing"

"Oh it is, I can barely sit through them"

"Wai'... why daddy escited den?"

A small whoop could be heard from Ricky in the shower, promptly followed by an encore of 'I wanna dance with somebody'. He didn't know we could hear him and I loved it.

"Daddy tries to make it more interesting by getting all dolled up, plus daddy gets excited about most things"

Wren nodded in agreement and I chuckled. Then I heard the shower turn off.

"Hey, do you wanna help daddy get ready? I'm sure he'd love some help"

"Oki"

I carried Wren off to our bedroom where I sat on the bed, wren in my lap. The ensuite door was closed and I called out to Ricky

"Honeyyyyy, got a little boy here who wants to help you get ready"

I could hear the gasp from behind the door. It opened and Ricky stepped out, in a pair of black sweatpants, patting his hair dry.

"Heya baby bear, come 'ere"

Ricky kept the towel around his neck and plucked Wren from my lap. Wren snuggled into his chest, probably enjoying the heat radiating from him. Ricky was always one for insanely hot showers.

"You talking to us now bug?"

Wren hmphfed and nodded. I gave Wren a look and he stuck out his bottom lip in a pout.

"Am sowwy daddy. Jus didn wan oo leave"

Before wren could get upset again, Ricky bounced and hushed him.

"Its alright baby bear, shshsh, my precious little bat. Its gonna be ok"

Ricky sat next to me.

"Now do you wanna help daddy pick what to wear?"

Wren nodded. He was about to start sucking his fingers before they were intercepted by me placing a pacifier between his lips. Wren whined a little but accepted and sucked on the paci.

Wren was passed back to me and we played yay or nay on various clothing items Ricky pulled from his extensive closet.

It became clear right off the bat Wren wanted his daddy to wear pink and Ricky was well on board.

He picked a feminine pink blouse, black trousers, black belt, shoes to match. Overall very pretty outfit. Ricky looked stunning.

I heard the doorbell ring as Ricky showed off to wren his jewelery collection.

I kissed the side of wrens head and walked to the front door. I opened to be met by two teenagers, these must be the girls. They seemed caught off guard by me. One of them, brown hair, glasses hid behind the other, dip dyed pink/blond hair.

The girl in front smiled

"Hi, are you Ricky's husband?"

I answered coldly, can't be getting too chummy

"Yes, you two must be the sitters. Come in"

I motioned for them to come inside.

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"Pwetty Dada"

I pointed to a pair of heart earrings in Daddy's jooley box, I think he called it. Daddy didn't respond for a second so I looked up quizzically.

I saw daddy smiling wide at me.

"Baby bear you're just too precious, you make me wanna never leave this room, just sit here with my little baby"

I took out my paci.

"Ya! Dada do dat!"

Daddy chuckled, taking out the earrings I pointed out and clipping them in.

"I wish I could darling, I really do... but alas, date night is calling"

Poor daddy, having to go on the boring date night. Papa would be fine, he does business every day, but Daddy hates boring things.

"I don wan dem change me tho, oney Daddy an Papa"

"Bubba you've let Andrew change you, it's no different"

I whined as I realised he was right, daddy pulled me into his lap and kissed the side of my head

"Its ok darling, if you need a diapy change, they'll change you, can't have you sitting a wet diaper all night"

I whimpered and snuggled up to his frilly shirt. Daddy rubbed the back of my head and whispered sweet little things.

"It'll be ok, come on now bug-"

"Ricky!"

I heard papa yell from the sitting room and whimpered a little. I knew they were going now and still wasn't entirely ready.

Daddy stood, cradling me and walked out of the bedroom. I hid myself in his shirt, it was so soft.

"Looking good Mr Nightshade"

A voice complimented daddy. I peeked out from Daddy's shirt, a little curious about who was there.

It was the girls from the bus, I think daddy mentioned they would be babysitting me, but I wasn't listening at that point, much too busy crying.

I didn't even realise I was zoned out until daddy bounced me a little

"Go on baby bear, say hi"

I waved nervously

Papa smiled at me encouragingly and I felt a little confidence boost, I mumbled a little "hi".

The one with pink hair stood and stepped right up to me.

"Hey buddy, my names Emma, we're gonna have loads of fun tonight, I like your pyjamas!"

I was wearing my shark footed onesie, its really stupid but I feel brave in it.

"Fank chu"

She seemed nice. The other girl on the couch, izzy I remember, smiled and cautiously looked around.

Daddy ruffled up my hair

"Ok baby bear, me and Papa will be back later but you might already be asleep so no worries ok?"

I nodded, just savouring being in his hold for as long as possible. Daddy addressed the girls.

"I'm sure David's told you the rules, but, dinner's in the fridge, no sweets for wren-"

I whined and izzy giggled. Daddy booped my nose, making me pout.

"Wren" Papa warned, I stopped pouting. I'd earned that punishment, damned crime time.

Daddy continued.

"You have my number, anythings wrong, anything at all, call me."

"Will do sir"

Emma saluted.

Daddy sat me on the couch next to izzy. Papa hugged me and Daddy kissed my forehead

"I love you princess, be good and we'll see you later"

Papa ran his thumb across my cheek and headed for the door. Daddy fluffed up my hair.

"Love you little bat-"

He leaned into my ear

"-if you're good i'll make pancakes for breakfast tomorrow, that sound good?"

Pancakes were good. I nodded and daddy smiled. He followed after Papa to the open door

I cried a little as they left, but I knew it wouldn't stop them leaving so I didn't scream for the comfort I wanted.

More byes, I love yous and one 'Go have fun you crazy kids' were said before the front door finally shut.

Emma and Izzy immediately started talking, not to me, to eachother. Something about papa being scary, he's not scary, he's a softie, that's what daddy says.

I slipped off the couch and toddled to the arm chair, I pulled myself up and looked out the window. Watching as Papa's car drove away. More tears came to my eyes but the stupid mittens I had on kept me from hiding them, not like my sitters were even watching me.

I looked over at them, Emma had her legs stretched out over Izzys lap, resting them on the footrest.

She still had her shoes on. I frowned, Daddy doesn't like shoes on the couch.

"Seriously though, I nearly pissed myself when his voice got that deep"

Emma laughed as she scrolled on her phone and Izzy peeped over to see what she was looking at.

"I know right?!..... you don't think he can actually hurt us tho?"

Emma snorted

"You're seriously still scared of vampires Izz?"

"Of course I'm not its just-"

She sighed

"No I know what you mean, Ricky, super nice, I didn't even figure he was a vampire. David, he's the kind of vamp your brother told us scary stories about"

I frowned, they shouldn't talk about papa that way.

"Yeah, when we were 5 and not gonna lie there Ems, you sound a little speciesist"

Izzy egged her on

"Shut up, it's not speciesist to think the 7ft tall vampire was scary-"

"Papa not scary!"

I yelled suddenly, my emotions getting the better of me. I brought my knees up and them. I cried gently, knowing they were both staring at me.

What felt like way too long passed before I felt my knees being pulled away from my face.

Izzy kneeled in front of me, Emma standing behind her. Both of them looked concerned

"Hey kiddo, I.. uh I'm sorry we called your papa scary, I'm sure he's very nice, we didn't mean to make you cry"

I sniffled

"No my faul'. Am bwave, no cwy"

"Its ok to cry wren, do you.. do you miss your daddies?"

I nodded, flinching when Emma wiped away my tears with her sleeve.

"Thats completely ok wren, but we're gonna have plenty of fun together. No daddies needed"

"Weally?"

"Yes we can... what would you like to do wren?"

"Movie?"

Emma chimed in

"Good idea bud, yous decide on a movie and I'll grab your dinner wren, make this a bit easier"

Izzy brought me over to the couch and put on a movie, she didn't ask what I wanted to watch but I didn't feel like talking anyway. Emma came back and joined us on the couch with my baby food dinner and a bottle of milk. About half way through the movie Emma paused it.

"Nearly forgot to feed you little guy"

She opened the jar and I stuck out my tongue. Baby food was one of my least favourite dinner's. I never knew what it was and it only tastes good half of the time.

Emma tried to guide a spoonful to my mouth but I kept it stubbornly shut.

"Open your mouth kid"

I crossed my arms, no way I was eating that mush.

"Wren you gotta eat your dinner"

I shook my head and Emma groaned.

"Izzy you've got younger siblings, help me"

Izzy took the jar of baby food and plastic spoon.

"Hey wren, do you see the aeroplane?"

She held up a spoonful and waved it around, making aeroplane noises. I'd seen them in my picture books and once daddy pointed one out in the sky.

"Where's the plane gonna land? I think we're gonna need ground control wren to open up the runway"

I giggled and opened my mouth, she fed the spoon of mush to me. Thankfully this was a good jar, it tasted like tasted like fruit.

This repeated until the small jar was empty. Izzy praised me and Emma handed me the bottle. It was cold by now but I didn't want to bother anyone by asking for it to be heated again. On the brighter side, I held my bottle all by myself, like a big boy.

Something was wrong with the bottle though, as I sucked I could feel the top jiggling. I brushed it off and just enjoyed my milk.

I probably shouldn't have brushed it off because not to long into the bottle, the top came off and milk spilled all over me. I started crying, wanting the cold wet feeling gone.

"Izzy what did you do?!"

"What did I do? You're the one who made the bottle!"

The sitters hissed at eachother and I cried harder. Izzy pulled me off the couch

"Hey buddy, you're ok, just a little wet. We can get you nice and dry. Just please stop crying"

She sounded a little desperate, so I tried to stop my cries, downgrading to whimpers. Emma was inspecting the couch.

"Couch clean! We're saved"

Emma sat right back down and unpaused the movie. Izzy glared at her.

"What are you doing?"

"We've establish I suck at all the baby stuff, I talk to the parents, you deal the kid shit"

"Watch your mouth, the 'kid' is literally right here-"

She gestured towards me and I sniffled, trying not to burst back into tears.

"-and no you're not sitting on your butt while I do all the hard stuff. You are helping"

Izzy turned to me, sqeezed my hand and softened her tone.

"Come on buddy, you're alright, and you're being so good for us. I'll be sure to tell your daddies just how good you were for us"

A small smile came to my lips and Izzy smiled back. She brought me to the nursery. Its weird walking to the nursery, usually I just get carried. Sometimes I forget how strong daddy and papa are.

Emma trailed behind us as we entered the nursery. Izzy kneeled next to me

"Ok let's get this off wet thing off you"

She went to pull at the zip but I didn't want her to. I whimpered, trying to hide my discomfort. Daddy said it would be ok, I have to trust him. But it's really hard

Izzy looked confused on what to do. That was when Emma crouched down.

"Hey dude, would it make you feel better if I grabbed your Teddy or a blanket or something"

I pointed to the crib, tears brimming at my eyes.

"Bankie and beawamy peas"

She got up and grabbed my Blanket and held up bearemy.

"This him?"

I nodded and Emma brought them over. She gave me blankie and pretended bearemy was wiping my tears before handing him over. I clutched them both hard.

Izzy said thank you to Emma before speaking softly to me.

"You ok to be changed now?"

I cautiously nodded and she took down the zip. Keeping my eyes firmly shut, she peeled away the onesie. She struggled but lifted me onto the changing table.

I hid in bearemy as she changed my apparently wet diaper. I whined at the cold and squirmed uncomfortably until I felt a new diaper being taped up.

I sat up and hid my blushing face in bearemy, blocking out the praises from Izzy. But I couldn't hear Emma. Looking out for a second, I saw her searching through my clothes.

"Damn wren, you're daddies spoil you, Oooo this is pretty"

I blushed harder, as she pulled out a pink tutu dress.

"Wren you wanna play dress up?"

No no no, I must've misheard what Emma said. Sure she was a bit unfiltered but she's nice.

Izzy repeated what Emma said when I didn't respond.

"Wren do you want to play dress up?"

I started screaming.

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I wolfed down my salmon, it tasted so damn good! David laughed and nearly choked on his roast potatoes.

"Ugh babe I've always wanted to come here. This is so damn good"

I continued to wolf down my food, stopping every now and then for some water.

"You're beautiful"

David caught me off guard, so I answered him with my mouth full.

"Hwuah?"

I spat food everywhere. I quickly swallowed my food and wiped my mouth with my napkin.

"Sorry heh, as I was saying, huh?"

"I said you're beautiful doll, I don't say it enough, you're just as beautiful as the day I met you"

I turned red, no matter how long its been he can always make me blush. I made a bunch of intelligible squeals and David laughed again.

"You're stunning too darling"

He mimicked my squeals and I tried to not laugh.

"David stop, that's not funny"

"I'll stop when you stop laughing"

We were being quite loud, some people were looking but who cares. I stopped laughing for a moment when i felt my phone buzz. I took it out, seeing I was getting a call from Emma, I grew quite worried.

I showed who was calling to David, who in turn look anxious. I answered the phone. I could hear muffled screams

"Emma? What's wrong?"

"Well wren is having a bit of a.. tantrum-"

She sounded unsure and sorta panicked.

"-and he won't let us touch him. He keeps screaming for you two"

"Oh god"

I assume Davud heard because he started started rubbing my shoulder reassuringly. I took a deep breath.

"What set him off"

"I don't know, everything was going fine, hes been so good. He just, I don't know, I'm scared he's gonna hurt himself"

I could just hear wren along with Isabella I'm the background, trying to calm him down.

"Ok calm down, tell me what happened before"

"Well wren spilt his milk on himself and we had to change his pyjamas"

I sighed.

"I'm sorry I didn't think he'd be this upset over changing-"

"Nonono it wasn't the changing, i don't think, he was actually quite good on that front. But it was when I was looking for some pyjamas, I suggested we play dress up and he just started screaming."

"Shit" I mumbled

David mouthed 'what's wrong?' and I shushed him, then immediately grabbed his hand for support. I spoke back to the phone

"Emma I think wren is having a panic attack. Give the phone to Isabelle, grab a stuffed animal from his crib, his blanket and a bottle of water"

"He already has his blanket and a bear"

"Good, now pass the phone"

The cries became more clear as the phone was passed over. They had died down but I could still hear wren heaving. He was gonna make himself sick.

"H-hello Mr Nightshade, wren please stop crying, it's ok. No one's gonna hurt you"

I heard a small scream and I crushed David's hand in my hold

"Isabelle, wren is having a panic attack. I didn't realise, but dress up is a trigger for him. I'm gonna need you to put me on speaker"

"O-ok"

I heard a beep and spoke out

"Wren, baby bear can you hear me? Can you hear daddy?"

A stammering, scratchy version of wrens voice came back.

"Dada?"

A broken whine sounded.

"Wan dada!"

"I'm here baby, no one's gonna hurt you"

"They gonna touch wrenny they gonna touch wrenny"

"Baby believe me, they won't"

"Bu' dey sai- dey say-.... dess up"

Another sob came. Followed by heaving.

"Wren I need you breath. Follow me, in 1, 2, 3, out, 1, 2, 3"