Ship: Bryllon (I love this ship and I ship Dallon with a crap ton of people) 

Word Count- 1094

Genre: Dd/lb floof

Both boys are about 5'2- 5'5 cause a giant Dallon is a little impractical for Beebo to carry.

This week has been nearly impossible for Brendon, not only was he having to work more, since they just lost an employee at the guitar shop, but he was handling all the responsibilities of being a full-time daddy, and the pressure of doing local shows around town for a few extra bucks. He's gotten less than three hours of sleep a night, and basically survives on coffee and Red bull at this point. He tries not let his stress show, he can't worry his little boys like that,

"Ry?"

"Sup Dall?" Neither of them were feeling super small tonight, just small enough to want to cuddle on the couch  and watch sponge bob, and Ryan being the little shit he is, sipping on some apple juice from a sippy cup,

"Daddy has been acting funny.." The tall boy flipped around to look at his cuddle buddy, "I mean, he seems stressed, is he okay?"

"Now that you say it... I think daddy is sick!" Ryan jumped up and sat in the floor, having Dallon sit on the other side of the table. No matter how big Ryan is, he will always act like a two year old given the opportunity. That made a plan, right now their Daddy was at work, and he would be for several more hours. They called their Uncle Pete, asking him to come over and help make Brendon a surprise dinner.

Pete, along with his own boyfriend Patrick, were always who they'd call if they ever needed anything while brendon was gone, whether that be dallon getting hurt, them not having anything to eat that didn't require cooking, or if there was a moderately small spider in the kitchen. They were often needed, so they ended up moving just a block away from the boys, close enough to walk if needed.

Pete claimed he'd be right over, and the boys waited on the couch. As they watched a rerun of some random nickelodeon show, they heard the door knob jiggle twice, someone knock once, jiggle the knob, then knock to more times. It was a simple pattern so the boys would always know that it was someone safe and trusted coming in, the only people who knew it were the boys, brendon, patrick, pete, and Brendon's mom.

"Boys! It's me!" Pete yelled from the apartment door,

"Uncle Petey!!!" the boys yelled, running towards the door,

"No running in the house!!" He tried to maintain some control. But the boys didn't slow down, both wrecking into the man. Pete let out a sound resimbling an 'oof' The boys just hugged him tight, "There are my two favorite littles." The boys nodded, "Now, let's make the beebs some dinner," he reached out ruffling the youngest's hair.

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The boys distroyed the kitchen making dinner, it was small and simple, pete had made some spaghetti, and had the boys help him stir together the sauce, add the noodles to the water, simple things. By now the boys have regressed much more, probably just from the playful energy around them.

Right as the boys got changed into some less messy pajamas, and pete cleaned up quite a bit, begining on the dishes, brendon came home. He did their little code, and opened the door. Shocked to be met with the smell of spaghetti, he figured the boys were big today, which was a relief but still slightly worried him. He got much more panicked (!) as the boys raced from the kitchen with a shout of "DADDY!!!" clearly very small.

Pete stepped out, leaning on the doorway and saw brendon visibly relax, since the boys did not cook, alone, while little,

"The boys wanted me to help make a special dinner for ya beebs." He was drying his hands with the dish towel, "I'm gonna get going,"

"Hold up," He pried his littles off him, reassuring them he'd be right back. Him and pete walked into the living room, "You didn't have to do this for me,"

"But i wanted to," The boy spoke matter of factly, sure of his answer, "the boys called me, saying you seemed a little stressed, so we made you some dinner, and now you can just relax with your boys for tonight. I also called in and took the shift you were supposed to work tomorrow. Beeb, you need sleep, you look like shit, and spend some time with the babies, they need you." Brendon pulled the shorter boy in for a hug, thanking him for everything,

"You know I love ya like a brother bren, i'm not gonna let you pass out from stress. Your boys need you more then anything,"

"I love you too pete, now get going before Patrick starts to think we kidnapped you," Pete flicked brendon's shoulder, the older faking hurt, Pete said goodbye to the littles, leaving to go back to his boyfriend.

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After everyone enjoyed their spaghetti, and brendon cleaned up his messy boys, they decided a movie night would be appropriate. They retreated to brendon's room, and the boys choose 'Corpse Bride' as their movie of the night. They all cuddled up on the bed, Brendon holding ryan close to his chest, and ryan slinging his arm, and leg, over his fellow little

After the movie, brendon switched off the TV, turning over and spooning ryan, who shuffled around to position Dallon's head on his shoulder, keeping an arm under his head. They all soon fell asleep, and Brendon could never be happier to have two amazing littles, and a best friend who was willing to do something like this for him, he's gonna have to get Pete some new eyeliners and a fancy candle.

A/N-- , thanks to @ajships for the request, i had losts of fun writing this, even if it is 1 am. I also learned i share a bday with RYAN FUCKING ROSS WTFFFFFFFFF We are exactly 18 years apart. TIs that too old for it to be considered creepy?

QOTD- For SWS fans, do you like gossip?

Alternative QOTD- Old or new panic?

Alternative QOTD 2- Do you like the young veins? (ryans band after leaving panic!)

AOTD 1- I'm kinda obsessed, i was terrified id hate it tbh,

AOTD 2- Old panic imo (she says wearing a DOAB shirt and listening to vices and virtues)\

AOTD 3- IM OBSESSED