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"Daddy, whoth dat?" Ally asked, pointing to a picture of the guys when they were still in high school.

"That's Uncle Andy Sweetie," he chuckled, looking at the picture they took one Halloween.

"Why is he in a dwess? Dwesses are for dirls."

"There's something you should know about your uncle Andy," Joe laughed as Pete threw a pillow at him.

"You corrupt her mind, I kick your butt!"

"Geeze Wentz, I was just going to say that he secretly likes pink," Joe pouted.

"Liar," Mia laughed, kissing his cheek.

"Okay so maybe I am, but that's not the point."

"Uh-huh, Pete who's that one of?" She asked, reaching over his shoulder to point out a class picture.

"That my Dear is your lovely boyfriend when he was," he paused to think, "Fifteen."

"Aww, you were so cute!"

"Hey Joe, wasn't that the day you ripped your pants or something?" Natalie asked, looking up at him.

"Aww, you ripped your pants? Poor Baby," Mia cooed, trying not to laugh.

"Ha, ha, very funny. And yes that was the day I ripped my pants, well more like /burnt/."

"What'd you do?" Mia smiled, sitting down next to him.

"I didn't do anything! Patrick caused a freak accident in Chemistry, it had nothing to do with me."

"Liar!" Pete "coughed" before winking at Allison.

"Fine, Trick and I had to work as partners on a project involving gummy bears, test tubes, a Bunsen burner, and some unnamed chemicals. Anyway when you mix the gummy bears and the chemicals together it causes a reaction that results in something similar to a flare. And I wasn't paying attention and kind of got in the way and the next thing I knew there was a hole in the back of my pants."

"Aww, poor Joey," Natalie laughed as he glared at her.

"If I remember correctly I wasn't the only one to have a moment like that, Miss. Spray Paint."

"That had nothing to do with school and besides there isn't a pic of it in here."

"Wanna bet?" Pete smirked, flipping the page.

"Where the freak did you get that?!"

"Your mom gave it to me after graduation," he smirked, looking back down at the picture of Natalie. Her hair was red and blue, and she had every other color known to man spray painted across her body and clothes.

"Okay, so what exactly happened?" Mia asked.

"Long story short, I used to be a major art junkie and the day everyone was doing graffiti and spray-paint and such was the day I happened to come to class late. Which of course meant I got stuck in the middle of everyone as they began painting, meaning I was covered from had to foot in spray-paint."

"Yep and her hair was that color for a good week."

"God you guys are evil," Natalie pouted as Ally climbed off of Pete's lap and onto hers.

"I wuv you Natty," she smiled, giving her a kiss.

"Love you too Sweetie, come here," Natalie smirked, whispering something into the little girl's ear.

"Daddy what's a wet dweam?" Ally asked, as Pete choked on his water.

"Natalie Mae, what the hell did you just tell my daughter?!"

"Nothing," Nat smiled innocently.

"Ally, what did Natty tell you?"

"She staid dat when you twere younder you went tamping and dat you haded a wet dweam and tared Untle Patty Takes," she smiled as Andy and Patrick entered the house. [Translation: She said that when you were younger you went camping and that you had a wet dream and scared Uncle Patrick]

"God Pete, what are you teaching that girl?" Andy asked, kissing her forehead as she ran to him.

"I'm not teaching her, Nat is!"

"Daddy you till hab to tell me what a wet dweam is!!!"

"No I don't, you won't need to know what those are until you're 109."

"Pweaseeeeeee? Is it a dood dweam or a bad dweam?"

"Oh it's a good dream, a /very/ good dream," Joe chuckled.