After a stupid bet is made one father is left with four kids....boy how he messed up.

"You are hopeless..."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"James put that down! Jenny don't color on that! Jessie leave Lulu's bowl alone! And for goodness sake Jacob where's your diaper!" The dark haired man said to his hyperactive children who were currently running amok in the kitchen. He stopped Jenny from drawing on the wall by taking away her crayon ,though she simply picked up another from box of 64 they had got her for her birthday. He then went to Jessie to get their dogs food bowl from her but she wasn't having that so she picked it up and ran away squealing.

"No, Jessie sit! Heel! Drop it!" He yelled but the little girl kept running.

Why? Because she's in the early stage or the rebellious part of the toddlers call the terrible twos!

"Jessie's not a dog daddy." Their eldest son Jacob said before running downstairs still naked. Jordan groaned and when he walked past James he took the decorative apple out off his hands.

"Appa no!" The two year old yelled as he tried to get it back.

"Yes James this is not a toy and it's not for you to eat either." He said sternly, holding it up higher as the small child kept jumping up for it.

"But if you help daddy get Lulus bowl from your sissy I'll give you a real apple later." Lightening his tone while crouching to the others level hoping to gain a comrade in this situation, but of course failing miserably.

"No you poopy head! Essie appa try trick me!" He yelled while walking down the stairs to the sitting room to his twin sister.

"How rude!!" Came from downstairs.

Jordan's eyes widened running down the stairs as well to see Jacob jumping naked on the couch, the twins screaming as they ran from Lulu who was trying to get her bowl. He ran a hand through his hair and groaned in frustration. Why did he think he could do this?! Why did he have to challenge his husband?!

"I so can take care of them on my own! I'm the man of the house they'll listen to me." Jordan said crossing his arms.

"Oh really? You're the man of the house now?" His husband, a dark skinned man with a scary personality, said while placing his hands on his hips.

"Well I am the man in the relationship. I'm sure I can take care of the 'fearsome foursome' by myself Javon."

"Alright you know what I'm gonna call up Sonja and we're gonna go shopping. If I come home and you still have control I'll do the laundry for a month but if you lose," he took a step forward making Jordan take a step back, "you have to do the laundry, cook dinner, and change diapers for. A. Month." The shorter husband said heatedly while jabbing him in the chest with his finger and a look that could kill.

The taller took a deep breath and held eye contact before saying the one word that sealed his fate.

"Deal."

He held up his hand to which the other shook with a crushing grip, not breaking eye contact before taking out his phone and calling Sonja.

"Watch it'll be a lot of fun! You'll come home and be like 'oh Jordan you're such a lovely husband what would I ever do without you' " He said in a high pitched voice, which the darker skinned male smiled sinisterly before walking out the door.

He was brought out of his thoughts from the conversation that got him into this mess when he felt himself falling to the floor.

"Dog pile on daddy!!" They screamed together and jumped on him. He yelped as he was pinned to the ground by the four children and panicked when he saw Jacobs butt in his face. They all started laughing and giggling as their big and strong father began to beg and wiggle, but Jordan didn't want to accidentally hurt them so he closed his eyes and mouth and waited for the stink bomb to engulf him.

Except it never came and the laughter ended abruptly as well, did he die? He quickly opened his eyes and saw the kids looking at the entrance to the sitting room so he looked as well and saw an angel with devil horns, his husband.

Javon stood there, arms crossed over his chest, leaning on the doorway, tapping his foot. His large belly even looked intimidating even though it was holding their fifth child. His dark brown eyes held such malice and so much anger Jordan was sure he saw fire.

"Hey Javon, Jenny said tha- oh my god." Sonja came downstairs and began laughing as she saw the scene before her, the little girl on her hip giggled. "Dada icky!" Jordan blushed darkly as Sonja took out her phone and took a picture. "Well it looks like someone lost a bet." The brunette smiled but it faded as she looked at the pregnant male next to her who was seething in anger.

"Sonja. Take the kids upstairs. Now."

The kids were up the stairs in an instant not wanting to witness the possible death of their father. "Jordan....you were a great foolish ma-" "Sonja." "-Right, going." She quickly walked upstairs to the kids. "Kids let's start planning you fathers funeral!"

Jordan slowly stood up daring to not speak a word knowing the other would lash out. After a few minutes of silence Jordan couldn't take it anymore, the eyes is what was killing him, the complete silence from his usual loud mouth husband was tearing at his soul.

"L-"

"20 minutes. 20 fucking minutes you were alone with them and the house goes to shit." Javon spoke in a low tone, the icy words stuck deep in the other who flinched upon hearing them.

"Oh I'm the man of he house they'll listen to me." The shorter said mockingly. "Bull. Shit." He hissed out. Jordan hung his head feeling ashamed of himself, 'There goes my pride.' He said to himself.

"Let me hear you say it."

"You're the man of the house...."

Javon walked over and lifted the others head with a sweet smile on his face. "Don't you forget my hopeless little hubby." He pressed a kiss to his cheek.

Jordan nodded and laid a hand on his husbands large belly. "Can you handle five though?" He smirked, the other gave him a 'really' look.

"Damn right I can just you wait I'm gonna be like mother fucking Teresa." He said making Jordan laugh and kiss his forehead.

"I bet you can."

Screaming came from upstairs.

"AHH WE HAVE A CODE BROWN!"

"EWW JACKEY DONT TOUCH ME!!"

"YOUR SON TOOK A DUMP ON THE FLOOR!!"

Javon patted Jordan on the shoulder. "That's all you big guy."

Jordan sighed and grabbed the mop and paper towel.

"Why me...."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

A/N- God this was terrible xD I've been writing it for the past week or so so to the few who read it I hope you enjoy!