~Peggy's office in the Laurens apartment~

"Hey guys and welcome to another video!" Peggy enthusiastically did her intro.

"Momma, who are you talking to?" Frances said while tapping her small fingers against the camera glass.

"The fans. Say hi to them." Peggy said.

"Oh, hi fans!" Frances waved at the camera. "Wait, people are gonna see me? I have to get ready! Be right back." Frances ran off into her room to 'get ready'.

"Today my daughter, Frances, will be joining me and doing my make-up once she's ready." Peggy informed the camera.

"I'm back." Frances said dramatically, entering the room in a tiara and princess dress.

"Perfect." Peggy said with a smile. "Ready to start?"

 "I get to touch your make-up?" Frances asked, staring down in amazement at her mom's infinite collection of make-up. 

"Yep a once in a lifetime experience." Peggy answered.

"Normally, I just have to steal it secretly. I mean nothing." Frances said.

"We'll talk about that later, young lady." Peggy said sternly. 

"Or not. I'm gonna start with this." Frances said, picking up bright red lipstick.

"Alright." Peggy said.

"Go like this." Frances said puckering her lips. Peggy did as she was told and Frances smeared the fire hydrant colored lipstick all over her lips. Peggy moved to fix her hair and accidentally bumped Frances hand sending lipstick up her cheek. "Uh oh." Frances said staring at the streak of red across her mom's cheek.

"It's all right. Cover it with concealer." Peggy instructed. Frances looked down at the collection of concealers on the desk. 

"Which one?" Frances asked. 

"Any of them." Peggy said. Frances grabbed one and covered up the stripe of red messily. "Now, blend." Peggy directed her while handing Frances a beauty blender.

Frances rubbed the product all around. It ended up looking like a dark bruise covered Peggy's cheek. "It doesn't look right." Frances said, turning her head to see if it looked right from a different angle. 

Peggy looked down at the concealer she had used. "Oh no. I bought that when I had a spray tan. You know what? Just leave it, keep going." 

"Alright." Frances said unconvinced while fixing her tiara. 

~10 minutes of make-up mishaps later~ 

"All done." Frances said, placing down the brush she had been using. "Do you wanna see it?" Frances asked excitedly while holding a small mirror behind her back. 

"Yes!" Peggy said, a little scared of what she might see. Frances brought the mirror out from behind her back and placed it so her mom could see her reflection. "Oh my..." Peggy said, staring at the make-up disaster she had become. Bright blue eye-shadow covered her eyelids all the way to her eyebrows and pounds of blush covered her whole cheeks. A patch of dark barely covered up the streak of red under it. Firetruck red lipstick covered her lips and the area around them. 

"Do you like it?" Frances asked happily.

"I look beautiful! Thank you." Peggy lied for her daughter's sake. "Well that wraps up this video. Hope you guys enjoyed! See you next time! Say bye to the fans Frances."

"Bye fans!" Frances said waving at the camera.  Peggy turned off the camera and went to reach for a make-up wipe.

"Your gonna take it off? I thought you said you liked it?" Frances said with a little frown covering her face. 

"Oh no, of course not." Peggy said while placing her hand by her side. "You did great. Now you get to go to daddy's work."

"Yay! Let's go." Frances said, getting up off the floor.

"Okay." Peggy said. I have to go to John's work like this, Peggy realized.  

~At the aquarium~

"Mommy, why are you wearing your hood and sunglasses?" Frances asked as they walked through the aquarium to John's office.

"I forgot to brush my hair and it's sunny out." Peggy lied.

"We're inside." Frances pointed out.

"Oh, yeah. Silly me. I forgot." Peggy took off her sunglasses reluctantly. "Here's his office." Peggy said as she grabbed Frances hand. They walked in to the office and John turned around in his spinney chair to greet them.

"Hey Frances! Hey Peg... What happened to yo-" John began but was interrupted by Peggy motioning for him to shut up. "I mean you look stunning."

"Thanks! Frances did my make-up." Peggy said.

"Oh! It's beautiful, Frances." John complimented.

"Thanks!" Frances said. 

"I gotta go, my barista shift starts in a hour. You two have fun!" Peggy said, checking her watch.

"Bye!" they said as she walked out the door.

"I have to go to the bathroom.  You stay here I'll be right back." John said while also walking out the door.

"Okay." Frances said with a mischievous smirk.

~1 bathroom trip later~

"Frances?" John called into his office. The office was exactly how he had left it except for one thing, Frances. "Frances, where are you? We are not playing hide and seek here." How could I have lost her already? I only had her for five minutes, John thought.

All of a sudden, screams shot out from down the hall. I think I found her, John thought to himself. Wherever Frances went trouble always followed close behind. John raced down the hall to the Turtle Touch Tank. Frances stood in the middle of the tank with her dress held up by her hands so it wouldn't get wet. Her tiara was almost tipping off her head. 

Parents stared at her and raced out of there with their children. Little kids stared at her in awe like she was their queen. Some other kids had followed her example and climbed in the Turtle Touch Tank too. "Frances! What are you doing in there?" John yelled.

"I'm being a turtle." said Frances with a very serious expression.

John couldn't help but smile at the utter ridiculousness of the situation. "Frances, your not allowed in there. Sorry." John said.

"Dang it!" Frances said as she began to climb out of the tank.

John picked her up and placed her on the floor. "My tiara!" Frances said, frantically patting her head where her tiara used to sit. 

"What?" John asked.

"My tiara! It's gone." Frances said.

The tiara floated on the surface of the water but when John went to grab it a small green turtle grabbed it in its mouth. The sneaky green turtle swam over to a rock and sat with the tiara. 

"That stupid turtle." Frances spat as she reached over to grab the tiara back. The turtle snapped at her and Frances yanked her hand away. "Stupid and mean turtle."

"He's not stupid or mean, just protective." John said and he began to pet the turtle. 

"He's not biting you." Frances noted as John snatched the tiara from the turtle. "Thanks!"

John handed her the tiara and said, "Your welcome, princess Frances." Frances giggled and placed the wet and turtle spit filled tiara on her head.

"Listen, we can't mention this to mom. She would kill me." John said.

"I can make that happen... for a price." Frances smirked.

"What's your price?" John asked.

"5 cookies." Frances said.

"Alright." John sighed. 

~Later that day at dinner~

 "So, how was the aquarium?" Peggy asked.

"Great." John said.

"I swam wi-" Frances began but John gave her a glare and she remembered the deal. "I mean I saw turtles swim."

Peggy looked between the two suspiciously but said, "That's awesome."

"And Dad's a turtle whisperer!" Frances exclaimed.

"Care to explain?" Peggy asked John.

"Nope." he said before racing to the other room.