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Jan. 21st, 2013 08:35 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
guppy_sandhuThe snow has been falling thickly in Holby for three days. Guppy is glad to only live five minutes from work, and finds himself thinking what he would do if he applied for the consultant posts. It would be a longer commute, and Holby tends to get bad winters.
On Sunday, they get an email to say that Cherry Tree Primary will be closed tomorrow. Guppy groans internally - the older two kids have already been going stir crazy in the house. With that, he puts his interview preparation to one side, and starts attempting to tire them out.
"Fry, games console goes off in ten minuntes." he says.
"Whyyyy?" Fry asks, not looking away from the screen.
"Because if you sit there all day you won't sleep." Guppy says, honestly. "We have to do something active."
"Can we play ninjas?" Coral asks, appearing next to him and tugging his trousers.
"...Yes, but we have to move the table and sofa this time." Guppy says. "And no using the Wii nunchucks as real nunchucks."
"YAAAAAAY!" Coral runs upstairs and appears a minute later trying to drag her Peppa Pig quilt, which Guppy moves over to help her carry and spread on the floorr.
"Frogspawn, where's the d10?" he calls upstairs.
"In the tortoise jar. Which if you're playing ninjas down there needs to go in the cupboard please." Fran calls down.
They take turns rolling the dice - each number of the d10 corresponding to a different 'Ninja skill', and the d6 how many times to do it.
"Four sneaks around the room!" Guppy calls. Naturally, they're expecting him to join in.
"Three crawls under the quilt!" Fry calls.
Coral rolls the dice when it gets to her turn.
"Three..." she reads off the dots of the d6, then pauses to look at the figure 3 on the d10. "What's that?"
"That's a three as well, a number three." Guppy says.
"Three flying leaps!" Coral yells. On cue, Fry launches himself over the arm of the sofa onto the cushions, and she scrambles up to follow him. "Now Daddy!"
"I can't do this one, I'm too big." Guppy says. But for the kids, he kneels on the arm of the sofa and dramatically does a face first flop onto the cushions, which gets them both giggling.
He hoped the rowdy games would get them tired out enough. But he wakes at four in the morning to the sound of running water... he scrambles out of bed and into the bathroom, where both taps are running full blast and Fry is playing in the giant puddle on the floor.
"Fry! That's naughty!" he turns off the taps. "Clean that up right now, young man!" He hands the boy a towel.
"I can't sleep." Fry says. "I'm bored."
"That's no excuse to make a big mess." Guppy says sternly. "If you can't sleep, you play quietly in your room, you know that. You should only go to the bathroom at night if you want the toilet."
He takes Fry back to bed, tucks him in, and goes back down to his bedroom. But there's still intermittant suspicious noises coming from upstairs. He tries to ignore it - he's got to be at work in the morning - and eventually he falls asleep again.
The next time he wakes up, the burglar alarm has gone off. Fran sits up, alarmed. In the next room, Brooklyn starts to scream. Upstairs, Coral starts to cry as well.
"Who the heck is burgling us at five in the morning in a foot of snow?" she asks, getting out of bed and going to the window. "It's Fry."
"Oh for... I'll get him, you sort the girls." Guppy gets on a dressing gown and goes downstairs. The back door is wide open. Now, to be fair, he did teach Fry how to unlock the back door, but it's only for emergencies. He can't get out of the back garden. There's a cable trailing out into the snow as well... did they leave the pulg protector out or did he learn how to pick those out as well?
"Fry! What in the name of sanity are you... DROP IT!" He races out and grabs the pair of scissors Fry was about to close over the cable. "Fry, you never cut a cable, ever! That's very dangerous! Go inside right now."
He reaches down to pick up the running hairdryer, hears a loud BANG, and feels a sharp burning pain in his hand.
"And that is why we don't mess around with electricity and water..." he says, when he's finished running his hand under the tap. "I just got a little shock, but cutting that cable, you could have been in hospital."
"Sorry Daddy." Fry says quietly. "I didn't want my garlic plants to die so I was trying to warm them but it was too short."
"If you want to break the rules you must ask me or Mummy. They're there to keep you safe."
"But my garlic..."
"Your garlic will be fine, it won't die. You could die if you mess around with electricity." Guppy says severely. "As your punishment there will be no video games for two days."
The next day, he wires a new motion sensor to the top of the stairs.
On Sunday, they get an email to say that Cherry Tree Primary will be closed tomorrow. Guppy groans internally - the older two kids have already been going stir crazy in the house. With that, he puts his interview preparation to one side, and starts attempting to tire them out.
"Fry, games console goes off in ten minuntes." he says.
"Whyyyy?" Fry asks, not looking away from the screen.
"Because if you sit there all day you won't sleep." Guppy says, honestly. "We have to do something active."
"Can we play ninjas?" Coral asks, appearing next to him and tugging his trousers.
"...Yes, but we have to move the table and sofa this time." Guppy says. "And no using the Wii nunchucks as real nunchucks."
"YAAAAAAY!" Coral runs upstairs and appears a minute later trying to drag her Peppa Pig quilt, which Guppy moves over to help her carry and spread on the floorr.
"Frogspawn, where's the d10?" he calls upstairs.
"In the tortoise jar. Which if you're playing ninjas down there needs to go in the cupboard please." Fran calls down.
They take turns rolling the dice - each number of the d10 corresponding to a different 'Ninja skill', and the d6 how many times to do it.
"Four sneaks around the room!" Guppy calls. Naturally, they're expecting him to join in.
"Three crawls under the quilt!" Fry calls.
Coral rolls the dice when it gets to her turn.
"Three..." she reads off the dots of the d6, then pauses to look at the figure 3 on the d10. "What's that?"
"That's a three as well, a number three." Guppy says.
"Three flying leaps!" Coral yells. On cue, Fry launches himself over the arm of the sofa onto the cushions, and she scrambles up to follow him. "Now Daddy!"
"I can't do this one, I'm too big." Guppy says. But for the kids, he kneels on the arm of the sofa and dramatically does a face first flop onto the cushions, which gets them both giggling.
He hoped the rowdy games would get them tired out enough. But he wakes at four in the morning to the sound of running water... he scrambles out of bed and into the bathroom, where both taps are running full blast and Fry is playing in the giant puddle on the floor.
"Fry! That's naughty!" he turns off the taps. "Clean that up right now, young man!" He hands the boy a towel.
"I can't sleep." Fry says. "I'm bored."
"That's no excuse to make a big mess." Guppy says sternly. "If you can't sleep, you play quietly in your room, you know that. You should only go to the bathroom at night if you want the toilet."
He takes Fry back to bed, tucks him in, and goes back down to his bedroom. But there's still intermittant suspicious noises coming from upstairs. He tries to ignore it - he's got to be at work in the morning - and eventually he falls asleep again.
The next time he wakes up, the burglar alarm has gone off. Fran sits up, alarmed. In the next room, Brooklyn starts to scream. Upstairs, Coral starts to cry as well.
"Who the heck is burgling us at five in the morning in a foot of snow?" she asks, getting out of bed and going to the window. "It's Fry."
"Oh for... I'll get him, you sort the girls." Guppy gets on a dressing gown and goes downstairs. The back door is wide open. Now, to be fair, he did teach Fry how to unlock the back door, but it's only for emergencies. He can't get out of the back garden. There's a cable trailing out into the snow as well... did they leave the pulg protector out or did he learn how to pick those out as well?
"Fry! What in the name of sanity are you... DROP IT!" He races out and grabs the pair of scissors Fry was about to close over the cable. "Fry, you never cut a cable, ever! That's very dangerous! Go inside right now."
He reaches down to pick up the running hairdryer, hears a loud BANG, and feels a sharp burning pain in his hand.
"And that is why we don't mess around with electricity and water..." he says, when he's finished running his hand under the tap. "I just got a little shock, but cutting that cable, you could have been in hospital."
"Sorry Daddy." Fry says quietly. "I didn't want my garlic plants to die so I was trying to warm them but it was too short."
"If you want to break the rules you must ask me or Mummy. They're there to keep you safe."
"But my garlic..."
"Your garlic will be fine, it won't die. You could die if you mess around with electricity." Guppy says severely. "As your punishment there will be no video games for two days."
The next day, he wires a new motion sensor to the top of the stairs.
