~ About 6 weeks later, when they're settled in ~
~Freddy's POV~

I ran down the stairs, fixing my bowtie. I checked the time on my phone. "Shit. SMITHIE! HOPE! WOOFY! YOUR GONNA BE LATE!!!!" I said as I scrambled down into the kitchen, grabbing my keys as I heard laughing. I looked over to see Smithie sitting on the couch laughing her head off with the sound of spongebob in the background. "Dad." She looked at me dead serious, her expression cold and emotionless as she said: "Its Saturday. Plonk your big bear ass on the couch." She then turned around to the TV as I jumped onto the couch. "Where'd you learn that?" "What?" "Since when did you say ass?" Smithie looked at me. "Well no one told me I couldn't." I nodded in agreement. "Don't say it in front of your mother." She nodded and turned up spongebob.

~No ones POV~

Smithie and Freddy both watched TV for a while before they heard the front door slam open and followed after it hear: "ITS YA BOIIIIIIIIII!" They turned around to see Smithies best friend Maxy walking through the doorway. "Parents said for me to come here, I have news." Smithie and Freddy turned around. "What is your news, child?" Smithie asked. "I'm getting a cat." Maxy said and ran back to her place.