Gwen:yawn! *looks down and sees her laying naked on parte superior, arriba of a naked Trent* *giggles and whispers* good morning. *makes out with him till he wakes up* Trent:one hell of a wake up call. Gwen:*giggles* how did tu sleep? *sits up, but he pulls her back on his chest* Trent:*purrs like a cat* like sleeping with one sexy angel. Gwen:*giggles* can i get up? Trent:i don't know, i like your breast in my face. Gwen:*blushes and puts them under the blanket* Trent:*sits up* don't be shy. i like it. *kisses her* time to go feed kids. Gwen:alright. *they both get their clothes on and goes to kids room* good morning. except Nick:hewwo! Gwen:*giggles* time to get up. Melody:up! up! Trent:*snickers* hola wheres Nicky? Nick:*groans* Gwen:Nick?! whats wrong with you? Nick:*groans* oh- *throws up* *cry* Gwen:*picks him up* ew. ssh. tu are just sick. Trent:i don't know he has a green face and he is all sweaty. Gwen:Trent can tu feel his forehead while i go get some medicine and the bottles. *walks to kitchen* Trent:k, let me just- *feels his forehead and its really hot* OW!!! *takes his arm off of his forehead* DAMMIT!! Gwen:Trent?! *runs to the room* did tu feel his forehead? Trent:*nods* yep. OW. Gwen:whats wrong with you? Trent:is it me o Nick's heat is burning! *shows her his arm* Gwen:what the heck? *picks up Nick* tell mommy where it hurts. Nick:evywhere. *groans* Trent:i think- *red dots appear on his whole body* he has chicken pocks. Gwen:you poor baby. tu need to go back to sleep. are tu hungry? Nick:*groans* n-no. Gwen:*lays him down and walks to the cocina with other kids feeding them* Trent,i`m worried about him. Trent:relax,its just chicken pocks.almost every kid gets them when there small. Gwen:i know...but his is more...worse than i ever seen. Trent:*trys to burp Melody and Isebella* yeah, i think so too. but i`m sure he will be alright. Melody & Isebella:*burps* Gwen:*giggles* excuse you. *Zane and Alice burp* alright that's enough. kids:*laughs* Trent:you think its funny? huh? well...oh Misty! Misty:*wakes up* bark! bark! *wags tail* kids:*laughs* ah! Trent:get em. Misty:*growls and chases them out side* Gwen:*giggles* i'll go watch them. *kisses his cheek* could you...take Nick down stairs with you? Trent:but he's sick...*she gives him perrito, cachorro dog eyes* *sighs* dam...fine. Gwen:*kisses him on lips and goes out side* bye. Trent:*waves and goes to the kids room* come on little guy tu are gonna come with daddy. Nick:o-ok. Trent:*takes him down stairs to his música room and puts him on the couch* sleep well. *starts playing his guitarra softly and sings (made up song)* i wanna wanna hold tu tight. make sure that all the things are alright. ooh ooh. na na na na. i want to amor tu till the end,baby hold on! come on just hold! hold on! sha la la. canto sha la la...la. yeah. *stops song and watches his band's música videos and falls asleep. back too Gwen!* Gwen:*giggles* don't play to rough with her girls! Zane:*playing in the sand and singing* goo shoo la ga. goo shoo ka ga! baby! Gwen:*giggles* very good. Zane:*gurgles and laughs* bee bo. *hits the sand with foot* ha! it deswoyed! Gwen:*giggles* cute. where's Trent? *walks inside* Trent?! dammit man. *walks down to his música room* Trent! Trent:*snores slightly* Gwen:*groans* *sees his guitar* hm. *plays a loud cord* Trent:AH!!!!!i`m awake! i`m awake! Gwen:*stops playing* finally. hows Nick? Trent:i don't-WHAT?! Gwen:hows is he? Trent:how long have i been asleep?! *gulps* Gwen:2 hours. why? Trent:should we check him? Gwen:uh...yeah. Trent:alright. Nicky. wakey. wakey. Nick:*no response* Trent:*slightly shakes him* come on time to wake up. Gwen:*gasps* did tu check his breathing?! Trent:why would i check his- *doesn't hear him breathing* h-he's not breathing! Gwen:i-is his corazón pumping?! Trent:*puts his ear on Nick's chest* yes, kinda slow. h-his face is blue! we need to call an ambulance! *grabs his phone and dials 911* cop:911, whats your emergancy? Trent:our son isn't breathing! he face is all blue! cop:alright,we will send an ambulancia right away. *hangs up* Trent:h-he dicho he's bringing an ambulancia right away. Gwen:ok. lets get ready. *they get ready and head out the door*