They dried everyone off and when one of the girls reached for her shirt, Debbie told her no. “That’s Sherry,” Bruce told her which earned him ‘the look’. Bruce just scowled right back at her, as if daring her to say something. He was sore, tired and in a pissed off mood. Plus, he thought Paul had something wrong with him. Babies shouldn’t shit toxic waste that stuck to everything it came in contact with.
Wrapping Paul in a towel, Bruce walked out of the bathroom to his dresser and put on some boxers. He grabbed two of his t-shirts walked back to the bathroom and laid Paul on the floor. Bruce put the shirts on the girls. They could have used them for tents. Turning back around, Bruce went to Debbie’s dresser and looked until he found two t-shirts. He went back to the girls and pulled his shirts off and put Debbie’s on. They were big but the bottom stopped at their ankles. Debbie finished towel drying her hair and wrapped it, then wrapped a towel around her body. Then she and Bruce started brushing the twin’s hair. They walked into the bedroom as Bruce looked at Buffy and Danny lying across the bed.
Bruce put on shorts and a t-shirt as did Debbie with the twins just looking at them. Bruce kicked the bed telling Danny and Buffy to get up as he heard the trash can hit the floor in the bathroom with a squeal of delight. Unable to run, Bruce hobbled quickly back to the bathroom to find Paul playing in the spilled contents
“Paul, quit that,” Bruce said standing in the door. Paul looked up at Bruce like ‘I didn’t do it.’ Then Paul reached out to Bruce. Bruce picked him up and wrapped him back in the towel. “You aren’t getting me today buddy,” Bruce told him as Paul just smiled. Bruce walked over and kicked the bed again telling the girls, “Get up troops. Drop your cocks and grab your socks. Daddy is up so, everyone else has to be up.”
Buffy raised her head up, “Daddy, I hurt everywhere and my legs are tingling,” she wailed, dropping her head to the bed.
“It’s called pain. Like and love it BB. Pain lets you know you’re alive, let’s go,” Bruce said walking to the door.
“Daddy, I don’t want to move,” Buffy complained in a whiney voice.
“Buffy, reach down, find your balls, grab ‘em, then squeeze’em hard and get up,” Bruce said walking out of the room with Paul in his arms and the twins following.
Buffy sat up fast, “I have balls?” she asked.
“It’s a figure of speech Buffy. You don’t have like real balls, like boys, but you do have balls little sister,” Danny said, her head buried in a pillow.
“Well, what are real boy balls for?” Buffy asked causing Danny to sit up fast and Debbie to look at her.
“What?” Danny asked Buffy.
“What are balls for?” Buffy repeated.
“BB did your Mama tell you about boys and girls?” Debbie asked.
“Yeah, she said if a boy touches you wrong to call the cops,” Buffy said looking at Debbie.
“Do you know were babies come from?” Danny asked her.
“Duh, the hospital,” Buffy replied not believing Danny had asked her that.
“Have you ever seen a boy naked?” Danny asked.
“Yeah, when we were at Mr. Marcus’s,” Buffy answered.
“Didn’t you play with other kids?” Danny asked Buffy.
“Only at school, Mama worked a lot and Ms. Miller watched me. She wouldn’t let me go out and play because somebody might take me,” Buffy said.
“Danny you and Buffy take a shower fast, then, you and I are going to have a girl talk with Buffy,” Debbie said. While they showered, Debbie stripped the bed then sprayed it down with Lysol. Taking new sheets and blankets out of the closet she made the bed. Danny and Buffy came out of the shower wrapped in towels and Debbie pointed to the bed. They all set on the bed as Debbie explained the birds and bees to Buffy with Danny telling Buffy what the slang terms were. This was making Debbie mad but after an hour Buffy looked at Debbie.
“That’s what boobies are for?” Buffy asked.
“Yes BB, to feed babies,” Debbie said.
“Then why does Daddy say his- you know girl part hurts?” Buffy asked.
“His pussy,” Danny supplied the word which earned her the ‘look’ from Debbie.
“Daddy just means he’s tired, sore and in a bad mood,” Debbie said.
“Like when Daddy told you to grab your balls, he meant reach down and be strong. Laugh at the pain,” Danny said then continued. “Like when I tell someone to suck my-,”
“Danny, watch your mouth,” Debbie snapped not able to tolerate it any more.
“Mom we have to let her know this, it’s important. You can be here now or I can tell her later,” Danny said wondering why her Mom was being so weird. It must be a Mama thing she thought.
Debbie looked at Buffy, “Don’t use any of those words after we leave this room,” she told her.
“Now, when I tell someone ‘THAT’,” Danny emphasized, “It means I’m about to kick their ass and I’m better than you,” she finished.
“You understand Buffy?” Debbie asked looking at her.
“So, you mean we bleed, then, get cramps that hurt, so guys copy us saying their- -hurts. A guy may have balls, but not have ‘balls’ being weak and a girl can have balls meaning she is tough?” Buffy asked them, twisting her face trying to understand what she was saying.
“That’s it,” Danny said smiling.
“How come girls are referred to as weak?” Buffy asked a little angry.
“It’s just society Buffy. Women are not as physically strong as a man and we have those hormones we told you about. Always remember, behind every great man, is a greater woman. Behind a great woman, you hardly ever see a man,” Debbie said.
“Ok Mama,” Buffy said hugging her then Danny.
They got up leaving the bedroom, Danny and Buffy headed to their room to get clothes and Debbie headed downstairs to the kitchen. Debbie walked into the kitchen. Bruce was in his chair with a twin on each side eating eggs, bacon and pancakes. Bruce had Paul in his lap trying to feed him. Paul was actually eating pretty well even though he was making a mess and Bruce was arguing with him. Debbie stopped as Bruce continued to argue with the baby. Not yelling or using harsh tones, just arguing like the baby understood him. Debbie reminded herself why she loved Bruce and how much she loved him. She could tell the mood Bruce was in and knew why he was in it. Taking a deep breath Debbie let it out slowly. She was sore had no feeling in her feet and the baby wouldn’t let anyone but Bruce hold him. She would not fight with Bruce today. Tomorrow was a completely different story though.
Grabbing the plate that Lynn handed her and the cup of coffee Debbie walked over to her seat. Sitting down with a twin between her and Bruce, the twin turned smiling at Debbie as she ate her pancakes with syrup, which was all over her face. Shaking her head, Debbie saw another shower in the twin’s immediate future. Mike, Nancy, Angela, Alex and Stephanie were at the end of the table watching Bruce argue with the baby with shocked expressions on their faces. Lynn and Susan were in the kitchen with the same expression. Debbie just ignored Bruce and started eating.
“I swear feeding you is like teaching a pig to sing. It pisses you off and annoys the pig,” Bruce said to Paul feeding him another bite of eggs. “You respect nothing and drool too much. I’m not even going to talk about what comes out of your butt,” Bruce told Paul as Paul clapped his hands.
“Emily, don’t put a piece that big in your mouth,” Bruce told the twin sitting next to Debbie as he reached over cutting the large piece of pancake in half and continued. “Look at both of ya, syrup everywhere and it took an hour to wash you last time. I’m going to have to give you another bath and get yelled at by the ‘great hair dresser’ because I’m not doing your hair right. Sherry you just heard me tell Emily not to take big bites.” Bruce reached over cutting her piece in half and kept right on arguing as Paul let out a baby yell to get Bruce’s attention.
“I hear you, you see me feeding someone else, well do ya?” Bruce asked Paul who was smiling looking at Bruce
like, ‘I know you are crazy, but feed me.’ “I haven’t even had a chance to eat because oh no, someone has to scream like a girl when anyone but me holds him. Then two girls from the dammed village follow me around tryin’ to voodoo my ass,” Bruce said to no one and everyone as the twins looked at him at the same time smiling at him. As if saying ‘you are insane old man, but we will love you.’
“Alright you two, don’t be doing that movin’ in unison thing ok, it freaks me out. I swear if your eyes start glowing, I’m packing my bags. I will swim the Pacific Ocean until I find a deserted island. If Robinson Crusoe is on it, I’ll kick his ass, then, feed him to some sharks just so everyone will leave me the hell alone,” Bruce continued as Paul clapped his hands to remind the crazy man to feed him.
“You hear me talkin’, don’t interrupt and let me tell you, we’re fixing to start potty training you,” Angela was going to say something but Debbie looked at her shaking her head no as Bruce kept on. “I have no idea what the hell you ate but keep that toxic waste spillage up and I won’t change ya. You can do it yourself. I will leave that diaper on till it rots off. Let me tell you another thing, you keep demanding me to feed you and I’ll take you outside and put a goat’s tit in your mouth. I’ll tie you to the bottom of the goat and not let you off until you can walk,” Bruce threatened, which Paul must’ve thought was hilarious because he started laughing. Everyone except Debbie was looking at Bruce like he was insane. He was carrying on an argument with a baby that couldn’t talk and four year old girls that didn’t know what the hell he was saying but smiled at him anyway. Bruce never yelled at them or spoke harsh. He was just arguing with himself, and losing. Bruce looked up at the adults and to the adults he used a smartass harsh tone, “What the hell are you looking at me like that for?” they all turned away looking in different directions.
“What, all of you going to take their side? Huh, just cause their kids? Think my balls have fallen on the floor and I’ve started lactating?” Bruce looked toward Debbie, “What took you so long? I’m covered in eggs and little poop machine here threw eggs in my ear. Emily and Sherry both are bound and determined to put a whole bottle of syrup in their hair. But, I’m glad you look good though and graced us with your presence,” Bruce popped off. Debbie just looked at him, shrugged her shoulders and went back to eating. Seeing Debbie not taking the bait, Bruce was fixing to unleash on someone else as Paul let out a huge wet sounding fart and laughed, Bruce sat straight up. “That better be sweat I feel on my leg because if you shit on me again, I swear I’m going to pick my nose and wipe a bugger on ya,” he threatened. Bruce stood up, never looked down and walked to the bathroom. Buffy and Danny passed him in the hall.
“I’m glad you two finally got up,” Bruce told them.
Before he could start bitching at them, Buffy yelled with enthusiasm, “Daddy, I reached down and squeezed my balls and jumped out of bed after Danny squeezed her balls to show me how.”
“Now that’s what I’m talking about! Hell yeah girls, now go in the kitchen and find mine. I think they fell off under the table,” Bruce said his voice fading as he went down the hall. Danny and Buffy grabbed plates and just started eating at the bar.
“Debbie, shit fire, is he bitchy. He walked in and started bitin’ anyone’s heads off. I popped back off but he got hostile with me. Then he sat down and started arguing with the kids. Never raising his voice but arguing and they think it’s funny as hell. Is he ok?” Mike asked.
“He’s fine. Leave him be,” Debbie said in a warning voice.
“Debbie, we’ll watch the kids. Take him upstairs and give’em some. If you won’t go, let Nancy or hell, I’ll go give’em some but make him stop,” Mike offered.
“It’s not sexual frustration Mike,” Debbie said.
“What is it Debbie?” asked Nancy.
“I can’t say right now,” Debbie said looking at the twins.
“Why didn’t you say something to him when he started on you?” Angela asked with everyone else agreeing wanting an answer.
“That’s what he wants. Let’s all get something straight right now. I love you all and will die for you. If anyone starts an argument with Bruce today that person and myself are going outside. I’ll walk back in. The other person will crawl back in,” Debbie warned sipping her coffee.
“Debbie-,” Lynn started to say as Debbie held up her hand.
“Angela sneak down the hall to the bathroom, don’t let Bruce hear you and come back and tell us what you see,” Debbie told her. Angela got up left the kitchen and came back shortly.
“He is playing with Paul talkin’ baby talk,” Angela reported with a confused look on her face as she sat down.
“Debbie, please just say it. I’m a man and I don’t understand what you are saying,” Mike said.
Turning to Buffy and Danny at the bar Debbie said, “Danny and Buffy, I want you to take Emily and Sherry upstairs and wash them off and I want you to do it now.” Hearing the ‘tone’ they ran over to the girls and rushed upstairs with them.
“You’ve seen this before with Buffy, to a lesser degree. Now don’t take this the wrong way for those that have not lived in this family. I’m going to talk fast so keep up and don’t interrupt. Mike’s family, our family, Stephanie, Cassandra, Joshua and Angela’s family, because they are his residents which Bruce sees as his kids, are his close family. If anything happens to them it’ll hurt him something horrible. Because each one has a piece of his heart and that piece will die with them. Everyone else is next to his heart and he loves you. If something happens to you, it’ll hurt him but he’ll be able to continue. Then Buffy took a piece of his heart. Now he has two little girls and a baby that are demanding a piece of his heart. Bruce doesn’t want to give it to them because he’s scared. We are living in a war here and Bruce doesn’t want to lose a piece of his heart. He feels if he does, he won’t think straight and he will lose someone else he loves, until he’s alone. That’s Bruce’s greatest fear, being alone,” Debbie told them looking at each of them.
“He wants someone to argue with him so he can get mad and not let those three kids have a piece of his heart,” Debbie said. Stephanie was fixing to say something but Debbie held up her hand reading her mind. “It’s totally a guy thing Stephanie. Mike does it and so do the boys, though not to this degree but they do the same thing,” Debbie said with Nancy agreeing, saying Mike just pouted which Mike disagreed with her about.
“How long will it last and what can we do besides not argue with him?” Stephanie asked wanting to help.
“It will be over by this evening. The ones that are going to stop it are up stairs washing syrup off of two little girls. Bruce will pop off at one or both of’em hurting their feelings. They’ll do that Daddy’s little girl thing and he will feel like crap and give up. He will tell the girls he’s sorry, then, he will be the Bruce you know. We will get our apologies tomorrow,” Debbie told them as Mike just stared at her. She knew Bruce better than Bruce knew himself. Then Mike saw the bigger picture. Bruce never got away with anything. Debbie just let him think he did. Mike looked at Nancy and she was observing him with a smirk. He knew it was the same way for him.
“Paul, not the baby, Cheryl’s husband, wanted to go over some upgrades today,” Mike said.
“Tomorrow,” Debbie said as Bruce walked back in arguing with baby Paul.
Bruce continued to argue with the kids and trying to pick a fight with anyone. Then it played out just like Debbie said it would. He yelled at Danny and Buffy causing tears to come to their eyes as they sat on the couch. Feeling like a total piece of shit, Bruce went over to them carrying baby Paul and sat down with them. He told them he was sorry and called the twins over as they all hugged. Resting on the opposite couch in her shorts, Debbie smiled with her sore feet propped up. Bruce got up with baby Paul and walked over to Debbie, moving her pillow he sat down putting her feet in his lap. Bruce put the baby on her chest and Paul started to cry as Bruce snapped, “That’s your Mama so drop it bo
y.” Paul cried for a minute as Debbie talked to him then he started playing with her face and hair.
Bruce started rubbing Debbie’s feet which hurt like hell at first but felt so good. The pain went away and her feet felt so good when he was done. Sitting up, Debbie kissed Bruce then took baby Paul to the kitchen to feed him before movie night started. She did not notice the two women looking at her like she was a mortal deity. Angela and Stephanie could not put into words the awe they felt. What they did not understand was Debbie and Bruce did not have secrets from one another. The love they shared was the love that many would never know.
Chapter 9
Hearing a baby cooing, Bruce slowly woke up. He opened his eyes rotating to the sound, moving little bodies off of him in the process. Paul was sitting up by Debbie’s head slapping her in the face.
“PJ, quit that! You’ll wake up Mama,” Bruce scolded reaching for Paul, who just looked at Bruce like ‘I wasn’t doing anything’.
Last night Debbie asked Bruce if they could call the baby Paul Jack Williams after her father, Jack, who had died two years ago. Bruce told her that was a great idea and started calling Paul, PJ. PJ didn’t care what anyone called him, as long as Bruce and Debbie fed him.
Bruce picked up PJ, who started giggling as Bruce shushed him. This only turned the giggling into laughter. Bruce rushed PJ into the bathroom to change the toxic diaper he could smell. After changing PJ, he walked back to the bedroom and looked at the bed.
He could not even see where he had been sleeping. The twins had the most room followed by Buffy, then poor Debbie. Bruce didn’t even see Danny in the bed and started looking on the floor. He found her asleep on the floor on Debbie’s side of the bed. Grabbing a blanket, Bruce covered up Danny then smiling to himself he left the bedroom and headed to the kitchen. It was Sunday and if they wanted to sleep late then that was ok.
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