I scowled as I looked under the bed.

"Daddy, I can't find my purple sweater," I called.

"Check under the bed," he said.

I pouted as I looked around. Where did I have it last? Maybe the playroom. I went into the playroom and smiled when I saw it on the nightstand. When I turned around I frowned. There were toys laying on the bed, a pair of cuffs, a blindfold and a vibrator wand.

"Why are these out?" I asked, running my fingers over the chain on the cuffs.

The only reason they'd be out is if Daddy was using them. But we haven't been in here together since the babies were born. Who was Daddy using these on?

"Did you find it, Kitten?" Frank asked.

"Yes, Daddy," I said, hurrying out of the room.

I hurried to sit on his lap and he smiled.

"Where was it?" He asked.

"In the playroom," I said.

Frank smiled, kissing my cheek.

"I love you," he said.

"I love you too, Daddy, I love you so much," I said.

Miles started crying and I cooed as I picked him up.

"Hey there," I said. "What's wrong?"

Miles just kept crying, his kitty ears pressed down flat against his head.

"I think he's tired of tummy time," Frank said.

I smiled, tickling Miles. His crying stopped as he laughed, his little ears twitching happily. I kissed the top of his head and watched his sisters.

"Are you happy, Daddy?" I asked.

"Of course I'm happy, why wouldn't I be?" He asked with a small chuckle.

"I don't know, I just thought that maybe you wouldn't be happy with the way our lives are right now," I said. "You seemed really scared for the babies, almost like you didn't want them."

Frank wrapped his arms around me, pulling me close.

"I love you and I love the babies," he said.

I smiled when he leaned down to kiss Miles.

"Also, Dallon is coming over later," I said.

"Again?" Frank asked. "Baby, he's been over three times in the past week already. Why is he coming over so much?"

"Because he's my friend," I said.

I gave him a kiss and smiled.

"He told me he'd be here in five minutes," I said.

"Alright, do the two of you want something to eat?" Frank asked. "I can get you a little snack or maybe Sarah can make you something."

"No, that's okay," I said.

The doorbell rang and I smiled, holding Miles as I opened the door.

"Hi, Dallon," I said.

"Hey, Gee," he said. "Hello there, Miles."

We went into the living room and I smiled as I set Miles down into his little seat.

"Daddy, we need to have secret kitten talk," I said.

"Dallon isn't a neko," Frank said.

"But I am," I said. "And I'm honoring him temporary neko so we can have our secret kitten talk."

"Alright, I get it, I'll leave the two of you alone," Frank said.

He walked out and I sighed, leaning back against the couch.

"What was that about?" Dallon asked.

"I don't wanna see him right now," I mumbled.

"Why? What's wrong?" Dallon asked.

"I-I think he's cheating on me," I whimpered.

"Why would you think that?" He asked.

"He's just...he's been having these secret conversations with Sarah and she's been staying late just to see Frank and h-he even gave us both the same necklace," I said. "A-and I just found some toys left out in the playroom, the toys used for naughty things. But we haven't done naughty things in there since we heard the babies were coming. But they were out and I-I don't know he was using them on but it must've been Sarah, who else would it be?"

"Maybe there's a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this," he said.

"Like what?" I asked.

Dallon bit his lip. "I-I don't know, maybe it was all just a weird coincidence, maybe the world is just playing some kind of cosmic joke just to scare you a little bit."

"Do you really believe that?" I asked.

Dallon hesitated for a moment before shaking his head. I sniffled, resting my head on his shoulder.

"Do you hate me for breaking up with you?" I asked.

"No, of course I don't," he denied. "In fact I have a date this weekend."

I gasped. "With who?"

"A beautiful girl named Breezy," he said.

"Is she a neko like me?" I asked.

"No, she isn't a neko," he said. "But she seems really great."

"I hope it goes really well, you deserve to be happy," I said. "And I hope you get married and have lots and lots of pretty babies."

Dallon chuckled softly and I gave him a hug. Dallon picked Lily up and smiled.

"Seeing you and your children makes me want to start my own family," he said. "And I hope that my family turns out just as perfect and beautiful as yours."

"My family isn't perfect," I mumbled. "He's cheating on me with the housekeeper."

"Maybe it's all just in your head," he said.

I shrugged. "Does it sound like it's just in my head?"

"It does sound a little bit sketchy," he admitted.

"If I find out it's true what am I gonna do?" I asked. "I-I can't get a job, I can't afford to raise four kids on my own, it's too much for me to do all alone. I-I wouldn't be able to survive on my own out there on the streets, let alone take care of four kids."

"Well, if worst comes to worst then just divorce him," Dallon said. "Of course the court would take pity on you, a boy whose husband cheated on him with the housekeeper and was left alone to raise four kids. You could get a pretty good sum of money, you could get this house too."

"That's kinda mean," I mumbled.

"Frank will be fine," he said. "He'll still have a nice, cushiony job and enough money to get a nice apartment or something. Frank has so much money, he's insanely rich and will be able to live on his own. He makes thousands of dollars a day, he wears designer suits and fancy watches. Frank will be fine if you even take the majority of his money. But even if you only take a quarter of it you could be set for life, you and your kids."

"I-I don't want that," I whimpered. "I just want Daddy back to myself."

"I know you do but what if one day he doesn't want you anymore?" Dallon asked. "He'd want a divorce and you might as well get something out of it for everything that he put you through."

I nodded my head, sniffling quietly.

"O-Only if worse comes to worse," I said.

Dallon smiled, holding my hand.

"You'll be okay," he said. "And your kids will be okay and your grandkids will be okay. And then one day you're gonna be an old neko and you're gonna have a bunch of your little great-grandkids running around, little baby neko ears as they all stumble over their own feet because they're too young to have coordination."

I giggled happily, nodding my head.

"Hey, Gee," Frank said as he walked in.

Frank glanced down to where we were holding hands and scowled.

"Yes, Daddy?" I asked, pulling my hand away.

"I was just gonna ask if we needed more diapers so I can run to the store to grab some more," he said.

"Let me go check," I said.

I went upstairs to the nursery, looking at the diapers. We only had a hundred diapers. Well, that'll last maybe two days, we go through about forty diapers everyday.

I went downstairs and saw both Dallon and Frank standing there a little awkwardly as they tried to make some sort of small talk. It was pretty clear that the two of them didn't really like each other all that much.

"We need diapers, we only have a hundred," I said.

Frank sighed. "So I will get...a thousand more?"

I nodded and he chuckled.

"The people at the store always think it's hilarious that we're always in there with a grocery cart full of diapers," Frank said.

"Also make sure you get some more formula for Lily," I said. "Make sure you get the special preemie formula, she needs that kind or else--"

"I know," Frank interrupted. "I'll get her formula. Do the other kids need formula?"

"No, it's okay, they have enough formula," I said.

"Alright, I'll be back soon then," he said.

Frank gave me a soft kiss and I smiled.

"I love you," I said, smiling up at him.

"I love you too, Kitten," Frank said.

He walked out and I sighed as I sat down next to Dallon.

"Sometimes he seems so sketchy and other times he seems so perfect," I said.

"No matter what I think he really does love you, Gee," Dallon said. "Maybe he's not faithful but he still loves you."

"Do you think the love is starting to fade?" I asked.

"I knew Frank loved you when we were dating," Dallon said. "It was pretty obvious. And he still loves you now."

"But does he love me the same?" I asked.

"It...it seems a little bit stifled," he said. "But it's just normal married couples arguments that although may make the light flicker it doesn't diminish it for a second."

"Daddy loves me?" I asked.

"Yes, he loves he," he said.

"Good because I love him so much and I just don't want my family to fall apart," I said. "I thought that having kids will finally help to fulfill my dreams but the kids just seemed to make if fall apart. But I love them so much, if I had to choose between Frank and my kids I would choose my kids in a heartbeat."

"That's understandable," He said. "Your kids need you, they need you so much. And they're gonna love you until the day they die."

"Good, I can lose Frank but I'll never be happy without my kids," I said. "It'll hurt to lose Frank but I need my kids just as much as they need me. I would choose my little babies over Frank."