Troublemaker

Warnings: none.

Words 1399

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"JENNY! NO!" Tyler screamed as he chased his small daughter around.

He was trying to change the little toddler, before she completely took off butt naked around the house.

She began to laugh loudly, as she ran around the kitchen with her underwear on her head.

"Jenny!" Tyler said calmly, as he cornered her. She began to laugh harder when she saw the determination on her daddy's face.

Jenna was out with her friends for a night, and Tyler promised to keep Jenny safe.

"You're going to take a bath, Jenny." He said, setting himself is a defense basketball position as if he was defending a basket. More like making sure the ball didn't escape.

"No BATHS!" She screamed, and Tyler winced at the loud shriek.

"Do not yell at me!" He demanded, and Jenny plopped herself down on the cold tiled kitchen floor and began to cry. "Jenny..." he said comfortingly. He began to feel bad, so he let down his position of defense, and slid down beside her to hug her.

She then began to laugh, as she shot up and ran into the living room.

"Damn it child!" He shouted as he chased her around the couch.

"Damn it damn it damn it!" She began to scream, and that's when he took a sharp turn and grabbed her from the ground.

"Do not say that in front of your mother." He told her.

"Damn ittttt!!" She screamed louder, and he rushed her into the bathroom.

He set her down and closed the door. Jenny began to cry again, but Tyler knew better than to comfort the little devil.

"Now you are washing your dirty butt off." He demanded, as he set her into the already made warm tub.

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Once Tyler get everything settled and Jenny was washed, he dried her off quickly, and changed her into her PJs.

"Damn it." She whispered.

"Stahp." He whispered back annoyed, and she giggled.

He then brushed out her light blonde hair, occasionally telling her to quit moving.

When she was all ready for bed, he carried her into her room.

He kissed her on the forehead and began to make his way out of the room.

"Daddy!" She asked in a whiny voice that made Tyler sigh.

"Yes, Sweetheart?" He asked, turning himself back around.

"Sing for me. Like you sing to mommy sometimes." She said, and a small smile crept on his face at the memory of him singing to Jenny's mommy.

"Okay." He whispered quietly, as he sat down on the side of her bed.

"Wise men say-"

"No the other one. With the buttercups." She gleamed, and he chuckled.

"Why do you build me up, buttercup baby-"

"That's not how you sing it to mommy." She frowned, and he furrowed his eyebrows.

"Well, I sing mommy a special version." He said, and she kept the frown engraved on her lips.

"But I like that version." Her eyes brimmed with tears, so he sighed and looked down.

"Why do you fill me up, buttercup baby, just to let me down and mess me around. And worst of all you never come baby when you say you will, but I love you still." Tyler mumbled softly, but Jenny didn't seem to mind.

"FiLl Me uP!" Jenny screeched, and Tyler covered her mouth.

"Don't say that!" He demanded.

"Why?" She argued.

"B-because... because I said so!" He said, and then he got off the bed. "Go to sleep."

He then left the room and turned off the light.

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Jenna got home a bit late that night.

Around 11:30 PM.

She made her way through the long halls and stopped to check on her little girl.

Jenny was asleep, with her back turned from the door. Jenna smiled at her small creation and made her way into her room to sleep.

She found Tyler reading a book, with a focused expression.

"How was Jenny?" Jenna asked, making Tyler jump out of focus and look up at his wife.

"She was... fine." He said shrugging. "I've never handled her without you before, and she's a handful but I survived." He said.

"Good." She then climbed in bed, and turned off the lamp.

Tyler closed his book, and threw his arm over his wife's side; spooning her.

"Goodnight, love." He whispered into her ear, and she smiled as the good shivers went down her spine. She hummed as a response as she drifted to sleep.

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Tyler woke up to the Spongebob theme song playing in the living room.

He sat there for a moment until he heard Jenna's muffled voice telling Jenny to switch the channel.

"But daddy let me watch it!" Jenny whined, and Tyler eyes opened wide.

He darted out of bed, putting a sweatshirt and some pants on.

"He did what?" Jenna asked, and Tyler made his entrance into the kitchen.

"I did not! She's lying!" Tyler argued, and Jenna moved her gaze from her pouting child to her husband.

"We've agreed you wouldn't watch it when she's home!" Jenna scolded him, and he looked down.

"Well, it was a new episode." He retorted innocently, and Jenna sighed and rolled her eyes.

"Pancakes are done. Jenny if you don't turn that channel I'm taking your TV privileges away." Jenna threatened, taking the roll of the mother.

Tyler sighed as he followed close behind to sit down at the table.

He began to eat his pancakes, as Jenna frustratingly made more pancakes. She had already had it today, and it was only 9:30 in the morning. She was up late with friends, and she was tired.

They then heard what sounded like a remote control fall and hitting the ground, and then Jenny's high-pitched voice yell "damn it!"

Jenna jumped at the incident, as she turned to face Tyler with a angry look.

Tyler's eyes were wide with shock, and he shook his head.

"I can't believe you." She whispered, as she made her way into the living room to see what happened.

Tyler then rubbed his face with his hands.

"You're so stupid. Stupid stupid!" Tyler mumbled to himself.

"That is a bad word, and if I hear you say it again you're grounded from TV for a week got it?" Jenna asked calmly, and Jenny slowly nodded. A small pout look on her face. "Pancakes are ready. Come eat, ladybug." Jenna said, a smile engulfing her face.

Jenna picked Jenny up and placed her in her high-chair.

"We'll talk later." She told Tyler, and he ran his fingers through his hair nervously.

He never understood how she was so good at being a parent. Jenny always listened to her, and she never listened to Tyler. Only when he said some terrible word.

"Jenny, what did you and daddy do last night?" Jenna asked her daughter as she gave Jenny a small pancake.

"We watched TV, and then we ran around the house naked" Jenny started, as she stared at her pancake in thought.

"W-wait you both did?" Jenna asked.

"N-no! I was trying to chase her to get her in the bath!" Tyler argued.

Jenna nodded her head.

"Yeah. I then went to slep." She said, and Jenna giggled.

"Sounds like fun." She said.

She then got up and grabbed Tyler's arm, tugging him into the bedroom and closing the door.

"Okay, I know this is terrible. I'm a terrible dad and I know this! It's just she got me frustrated and the word just slipped out and then she started repeating it." Tyler cleared himself before Jenna could speak.

"What? you're not a terrible dad." Jenna giggled, and Tyler furrowed his eyebrows.

"B-but I let her watch spongebob and she says damnit." Tyler said confused.

"I know, but she loves you, Tyler." Jenna said smiling. "You're doing the best you can, and that's all that she needs."

Tyler let a small smile take over his face.

"Really?" He asked.

"Yes really." Jenna smiled.

It was a long pause for a moment.

"Oh, I also sang her Fill Me Up Buttercup." Tyler confesses nonchalantly. "She likes saying 'fill me up' now."

Jenna's face became serious.

"Are you serious?" She asked, and Tyler's smile faded.

"No. I'm joking." He began to fake laugh, and she joined in.

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I would love to have Tyler as a dad. Yes.