After their fun day outdoors, it was finally time to head back to the hotel. They walked for a few miles, until they reached a tiny little cart to take them back.

Alice, Ben and her two children got our first once they arrived, next out came FP and Gladys.

"I want to cook Gladys mountain, so why don't we get rid of the little rascals." FP mentions as he hops out of the cart.

"What? No. They had them last night, isn't it our turn now?" Gladys exclaims, eyeing Alice and Ben.

"What? No, no no. I-I get the kids- I had them today. That counted as a me day, and then she gets them at night. That's how we do it." FP explains, rubbing her shoulder softly.

"Well, Hermie and Fred, would you like us to watch the kids tonight so that you can have some alone time?" Gladys quirks an eyebrow, as FP is shaking his head vigorously behind her, telling them to say no.

"Oh.. I don't-"

"Yes! Absolutely! Thank you Gladys." Feed interrupts Alice who gives him a death glare.

"Then it's settled." Gladys beams.

Betty and Charles share a nervous look before Fred is pushing them and Alice towards the hotel to hurry the process along. Gladys and FP follow closely behind, FP with a sigh and Gladys with a smile.

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Alice had taken them to their own hotel room first so that they could pack up some things for their sleepover at FP's hotel room.

She didn't like leaving her kids, this was the first time in two years that she wouldn't be tucking them in. She trusted FP more than anyone to look after them, but nonetheless it made her nervous.

They walk into the luxury presidential suite and gasp. Gladys and FP greet them with smiles as the three of them take in the room.

"Hey guys! If you wanna come with me, I think I saw some dolphins out on the balcony." She tells them.

"Dolphins? Well Charles sure loves those." FP exclaims, pointing at the boy remembering that, that was the entire reason why they were here.

They both attempt to go with Gladys but are held back by Alice who does it absentmindedly. They look back at her with reassuring smiles and she lets go with a short chuckle.

"Bye guys." Alice says, placing a hand on her forehead.

They make their way to the balcony with Gladys, leaving FP and Alice alone. She sighs as she starts waking to the door to leave with FP trailing behind her.

"But listen, if anything and I mean anything happens , you know you have to call me." She tells him, turning back towards him once she reaches the door.

"I'm good at taking care of children, I promise. I use to babysit Ben all the time."

"Oh, Ben is your fault?" Alice smirks.

FP chuckles "No... but I want you to really enjoy tonight. It's like a free night, you can do whatever you want. You could knit yourself some socks-" she rolls her eyes at him. "Or shock people with your sneaky hot body." He raises an eyebrow with a smug grin.

"I-I don't know what you're talking about." She shakes her head. "Listen, I'm just going to sit in my room and worry about you, them and everything" she tells him honestly.

He feels bad that it's causing her so much worry, he tries to find a solution to make her feel better, but it's quite difficult.

"Why not just hangout with Ben tonight, have some dinner?" She scoffs. "Oh or is he not good enough? You need real Fred you went on a date with? I'm Fred Andrews man!" He imitates the man with a finger to his chin for the beard with a laugh.

She smiles widely. "That really bothered you that I went to lunch with him."

"What do you mean? You actually went to lunch with him?" FP frowns.

"I told you I was going to lunch with him." She places a hand on the doorknob and the other on her hip.

"Well I thought he asked you to lunch and that you were just gunna like scoff at him, but you actually fell for his charms." He laughs as he imitates the beard again.

"Okay, I don't even understand what this is." She tells him, mimicking the hand on her chin.

"It's the beard man!"

"It doesn't move." Alice lets out annoyed.

"Well yeah, but in the wind man!" He does it again, chucking at her playful eye roll.

"All right, you know what? I'll tell you this." She opened the door. "The guy says through an entire lunch, with a woman, without making up a fake life." She eyes him.

His face dropped. "You just hurt me." He admits.

"That was not nice, but it was the truth. And I speak the truth." She tries to lighten up the mood as she slowly slips out the door.

He chuckles watching her go. "Please pay attention to my children." She pleads.

"Everything will be okay." He assures her.

"Ugh, I'm so nauseous. Okay bye." She smiles and he waves.

She shuts the door and lets out a breath. She starts walking down the hallway when Ben pops out.

"Alone at last." He tries to seduce, but ends up letting out a groan of pain when she punches him in his groin.

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FP, Gladys and the kids had decided to play a fun little board game. They were honestly having a lot of fun, until Charles started feeling overwhelmed by suddenly having a dad.

It was hard to pretend to love "your dad" when you didn't really know how.

It was FP's turn to read our the question on a card. He picks one and flips it over. "Name something that makes you sad."

Betty pouts. "That Judi Dench never won the Oscar for best actress." Everyone nods.

"That NSYNC broke up." Gladys admits, her head hanging low.

Fp's brows furrow at the mention of the band, but is quick to dismiss it as he remembers her age.

"Yeah, that was hard on all of us." He comforts her, rubbing her lower back.

"Who is NSYNC?" Betty asks Charles in a whisper, who just shrugs his shoulders.

"Sadness. Charles, you're up." He tells the boy.

"I don't want to say mine."

"Okay, that cool then. Let's move on." FP places the card back on the table.

"Hey, honey. Come on you can share anything with us." Gladys tells the boy with a soft smile.

"Yeah, yeah. Go on Charles, he looks like he's about to loose it, but okay." FP chimes in.

He sighs deeply. "That my dad doesn't have time for me." He lets the first tear fall.

Tears then start flowing down his face, and Betty moves over to comfort him. FP gives them a sympathetic look, knowing that their father was a piece of shit. He then turns to look at Gladys who gives him a death glare before shaking her head and leaving the room.

"Wow." She breathes out.

"No, no no, Gladys." He fails to get her attention as she leaves the room angrily.

Betty is holding her brother in her arms, until FP came over and tapped him on the shoulder. "What are you doing?" He asks furiously.

- - - - -

"Well that was a major setback." He tells them as they got into bed.

"We're sorry." Betty tells him.

"I know you're sorry, I know you've got real stuff going on with your family and it sucks. But you've gotta just hold it in till we get back, okay? I mean you guys are the ones who wanted to come here and go swimming with the dolphins, or standing with the dolphins because you can't swim!" He spits out.

"Can you act professional? For atleast two more days until I kill you off in a boarding school train accident or something?" He asks them, turning one of the lamps off.

"Yes sir." They say in union.

"Good. Now give me some fake hugs and laugh real loud like we're the happiest family on earth." He tells them, leaning down on the pull out couch and reaching out to pull them into a hug.

They hug him back and they all start laughing loudly, gaining the attention of a certain brunette in the other room.

She walks in with a wide smile seeing them so happy. "Oh hey honey, what's up?" FP ask once he notices her.

"So kids, I just got off the phone with your mother, and you guys are gonna have plenty of time to spend with your father tomorrow, because she and I are going to have a nice, long spa day." She tilts her head to the side.

"Awesome!" They all exclaim as they hug again with laughter.

"I'll see you in a minute sweetie, okay?" He tells Gladys as she makes her way back in their bedroom.

Once he knows she's gone he lets go of them causing them to fall back on the couch. He sighs as she walks to his bedroom.

"Okay, he's loosing it... he's loosing it." Betty whispers to Charles as she covers them with the blanket.

"Goodnight kids." FP tells them, shutting the last lamp off.

"Night." They say together.

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