Patricia padded around the small kitchen, taking plates and food out and setting them on the countertop. She glanced behind her at an open door and rolled her eyes. "Eddie! Get up, or I won't make any pancakes at all!"

"I'm coming, Mom." Eddie's tired voice shouted back. Patricia rolled her eyes again and dripped some pancake mix into the pan. A few minutes later Eddie lumbered out of the bedroom, rubbing his eyes and yawning widely, and sat down heavily at the small dining table. "Wha' time'sit?" He slurred, laying his head down on his arms. "It's six – "

"Six? In the morning? Patricia!" Eddie gasped, raising his head and settling his chin on his arms. "Easy there, drama queen. I got a call about that case – I need to go to the office." Patricia explained, flipping the pancakes over and then walking to put bread in the toaster.

"Then why did you wake me up, too?" Eddie persisted, watching her tiredly. "Because, I figured you'd want some breakfast. And if I don't make it for you then you'll just eat junk-food and candy all day and then complain that your stomach hurts when I get home. You're like a little kid… Speaking of little kids, you have to watch Addison today." Patricia said, finishing quickly. However, even in his tired state, Eddie caught this last part.

"I have to watch Addie?" He repeated, his eyes wide.

"That's what I just said, weasel." Patricia retorted, checking the pancakes. Eddie gave a dramatic groan. "How am I going to watch her? She's like a carbon-copy of Amber, how am I going to keep her entertained? And why did you volunteer me for this!?" He groaned, laying his head in his arms again.

"You'll be fine. And I didn't, well, not really. I told Amber I would watch her last week, but like I said, I got a call about that case and need to go. So you need to watch her, we can't cancel now." Patricia said simply, putting the pancakes onto their plates and then turning to take the toast from the toaster. Eddie huffed and glared at her through tired eyes. Patricia walked towards the table, balancing their two plates, butter, and syrup.

"Thanks." Eddie mumbled, taking the syrup as she set it down and drenching his pile of pancakes with it. Patricia watched him in disbelief as she sat down, buttering her toast. "Do you really need that much syrup?" She scoffed, taking a bite of the toast.

"Have to drown the burnt taste of your cooking out somehow, Yacker." Eddie replied with a mischievous grin before stuffing a piece of the pancake into his mouth. Patricia gave him a short glare before continuing to eat her breakfast. "I'm leaving around 7:30, and Amber's probably dropping Addie off at the same time. She has an important meeting to go to about those designs she sent in a while ago – you remember her telling us about that, yeah? And then her and Alfie are meeting up for lunch or something, I don't know. Anyway, she said they'll probably pick her up around one." Patricia explained, wiping her mouth with a napkin.

Eddie blinked lazily, nodding here and there as Patricia spoke. She seemed to know that he wasn't fully listening, but didn't care. "Right, I'm going to get dressed… Do something with yourself, you look terrible." Patricia said; standing and surveying Eddie's disheveled morning appearance. "And put pants on, Addie doesn't need to see your cartoon boxers." Eddie's chest puffed out indignantly at this comment, but Patricia had already walked off to get ready.

Patricia emerged from the bathroom a while later, fully dressed with her hair and make-up done. Eddie, in the while it took Patricia to get ready, had moved from the table to the couch, and was now flipping through the television channels boredly.

"Eddie!" Patricia scolded, walking up behind him and hitting his head lightly. He jumped a bit and turned, looking at her questioningly. "Hmm?"

"Go put pants on! Amber and Addie will be here in a few minutes." Patricia demanded, shooing him from the couch. She had only sat down for what felt like a second when a knock at the door sounded through the little house. Patricia scrambled up, grabbing the remote and shutting off the television, and then to the door as the knocking got quicker and louder. "I'm coming!" She shouted, and shook her head as she walked past the dining room table, where Eddie's breakfast plate still sat.

"Auntie Trish!" A small girl cried as Patricia opened the door. Patricia smiled and looked down at the little girl. She had skin that looked tanned, with big brown eyes, and curly dirty blonde hair that was currently tied back into a ponytail with a ribbon that had a big bow. Addie held up her arms, and Patricia scooped her up willingly. Addie smoothed out her frilly pink skirt and then beamed at Patricia.

"I got called into office, Ambs. Eddie's going to watch you though, 'kay?" Patricia said, turning to the girl in her arms who nodded quickly. Patricia motioned for Amber to step in and shut the door.

"Oh, this place is so cute, I'm glad you two bought it. I'm still up for helping you guys repaint and decorate, though." Amber sung, clapping her hands. Patricia rolled her eyes and set Addison down. "If we let you decorate it, it would be pink and frilly and sickening." She scoffed. Addison looked up, hurt.

"I like pink and frilly things, Auntie Trish." The little girl said said, putting a hand on her hip. Amber reached down and twirled her daughter's ponytail around her finger affectionately. "I've taught her well." She beamed, before squatting down.

"Mummy's leaving now, and Uncle Eddie's gunna watch you. Be a good girl, okay? I love you, baby." Amber whispered, pulling the little girl into a hug. Addie smiled and threw her arms around her mother's neck. "Okay, love you too, Mummy." Patricia had walked away during this short exchange, and poked her head into the bedroom where Eddie was supposed to be changing.

"Eddie! Come on! Amber and Addie are here, and I'm leaving." She snapped upon entering the room and seeing Eddie laying sprawled out on the bed. But hey, at least he had finally put pants on. He groaned and got up, trudging behind Patricia.

"She has some things in this bag here, Eddie. Are you leaving now, Patricia?" Amber said, looking up as her friends reappeared and motioning to a bright pink bag she had sat on the floor. "Yeah, sure." Patricia nodded, and turned to face Eddie. "See you later, have fun." She whispered with a smirk before giving him a fleeting kiss, grabbing a small briefcase from a table, and rushing out with Amber while waving goodbye to Addie.

The door shut, and Addison's head whipped around to face Eddie.

"Let's play with my dollies." She said, walking towards him and grabbing his hand. Eddie obediently followed her as she led him to his couch – he couldn't say no to kids. After making sure he was sitting down, Addison walked to grab the pink bag her mother sat down and tugged it over. She sat it down on the coffee table in front of the couch and rooted through it.

"This is Cynthia. She's a model, and she's dating Travis. But I left him at home so we can pretend they just broke up." Addison introduced, pulling a brown-haired doll from her bag. "And this is Jen; she's a hair-doer and owns this unicorn, Pinky." The little girl continued, pulling out a blonde doll and a plastic pink unicorn. "You can be Cynthia."

Eddie coughed and then grabbed the doll from the girl's hands. "Oh Jen, I need my hair done." He said in a shrill voice, making his doll dance across the table. Addison scowled at him.

"No, she's sad. Her and her boyfriend just broke up. Make her be sad." Addison ordered, picking up the blonde doll. "What is wrong, Cynthia?" She made her doll ask, making her walk towards Eddie's on the table.

"Travis just dumped me!" Eddie wailed dramatically, making his doll collapse.

"Shh, don't cry, Cynthia. Travis was a butthead anyways." Addison's doll soothed as it was made to bend over and awkwardly pat Eddie's doll's head. This playtime went on for a while, with Jen soothing Cynthia and then taking her for a ride on her unicorn. Finally, Addison sat back against the couch.

"This game is getting boring. Can I do your hair?" She asked brightly, scrambling up onto the couch beside Eddie and putting her chin on his shoulder. Eddie's head turned to look at her, she had her bottom lip puckered and was looking up at him pleadingly.

"God, you're so much like your mother." Eddie sighed in defeat, running a hand through his hair. She couldn't mess it up that bad, right?

"This is my makeover kit; Mummy bought it for me. It has everything I need to make you look fabulous!" Addison squealed, pulling a little box from her bag and getting back on the couch beside Eddie. She opened it in her lap and pulled out a little brush.

"Hold very still." She instructed him as she stood up on the couch and positioned herself behind Eddie. Addie immediately plunged the brush in Eddie's hair and began yanking and pulling it into the proper positions as Eddie complained here and there. Her little hands occasionally reached into the box beside her, taking bows and clips out of it.

"Hmm… Let me see." Addie hummed, jumping from the couch and walking in front of Eddie. She gave a dramatic gasp and grinned widely, "Uncle Eddie, you look great!" Addison exclaimed, grabbing the kit and pulling a small mirror from it and held it in front of Eddie's nose. He gently took it from her hand and held it away from him, staring in disbelief at his reflection.

Eddie's hair was separated on each side of his head, secured by two large purple bows. Besides that, sparkly multi-color clips cluttered his dirty-blonde hair. He tore his gaze from his reflection to the beaming girl in front of him and sighed, mustering up a brave smile.

"It does look great, thanks, Addie." Addison grinned even more widely at this praise.

"Daddy lets me do his hair all the time. But it's not as fun as yours. Do you think Auntie Trish would let me do her hair?" She asked, cocking her head and leaning back against the table. Eddie shook his head, and her smile wavered a bit before her attention was diverted. "Can we turn on the tellie?" Eddie's forehead scrunched for a minute before he realized she wanted the television on, and nodded, standing up and grabbing the remote from the dish on the table.

"What do you want to watch?" He asked, as Addie curled up in the corner of the couch.

"Princesses." Was Addie's short reply. Eddie bit his lip and prayed silently that some stupid Disney movie was playing or else he might have a tantrum on his hands. Luckily, after a few minutes of searching, Eddie found 'Cinderella' playing – they'd already missed about fifteen minutes of it, but Addison was happy with it.

Eddie stretched out, putting his feet on the coffee table and his arms behind his head. Addison was still curled up in the corner, her eyes watching the figures playing across the television screen, her blinking getting slower and more frequent. Eddie glanced at the clock on the wall – 8:30. His gaze wavered back over to Addie, and her eyes were slowly fluttering shut. Smiling, he settled into the couch for a short nap as well.

Patricia pushed open the door to the little house, rubbing her eyes tiredly. Shutting the door, she turned and her gaze swept over the house, noticing with a twinge of annoyment that Eddie had still not picked up his breakfast dishes. Grumbling to herself, she grabbed the dishes and took them to the sink, wondering where Eddie and Addison were.

"Auntie Trish?" A small voice said, and Patricia turned around to see Addison standing in the doorway to the kitchen. "Can you get me a drink? And a cookie?" She asked. Patricia nodded and grabbed a cookie from the jar she kept on the counter and gave it to Addison before turning to pull a cup from the cupboard.

"Where's Uncle Eddie?" Patricia asked, pouring the little girl some juice. Addison pointed to the den.

"Sleeping. On the couch. I gave him a make-over then he went to sleep. I did too for a while, but then I woke up." She explained, taking the cup of juice from Patricia's hands and sipping it. Patricia's mouth twisted into a smirk.

"A make-over?" She repeated slowly, leaning against the counter and looking down at Addison with her eyebrows raised.

"Well, just his hair." Addison admitted, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand and taking a bite of the cookie.

"How about we give him some make-up, too? And maybe paint his nails?" Patricia grinned, and Addie nodded happily. Patricia waited patiently for her to finish her cookie and juice, and then they quietly walked into the bathroom. Patricia bent down and rooted through the cupboard under the sink before pulling out a small basket of nail polish and setting it at Addie's feet, and then raised herself up to grab some of her make-up from the countertop.

"Right, so you said he has purple bows in his hair? Then, we'll put purple eye shadow on him… and maybe some blush. And lipstick. And you can paint his nails – did you pick a color?" Patricia asked, gathering the correct colors of make-up and glancing down at Addison, who was squatting on the floor, digging through the nail polish.

"Yes, this sparkly pink one." She decided, holding up an old bottle that Patricia was sure came from Amber at one point or another. Patricia grinned again and nodded, and they crept back into the den. Eddie still laid sprawled on the couch, mouth open and snoring quietly.

"Let's get to work." Patricia whispered, and the two began their make-over. Addison busied herself with Eddie's fingers and toes, coating them all numerously in sparkly pink nail polish. Patricia took to the make-up, careful to gently apply the dark purple eye-shadow and lipstick as to not wake him up. Once finished, they both stood back to admire their handy-work.

"He looks great!" Addison whispered behind her hand, struggling to contain her giggles. Patricia nodded in agreement, taking out her phone and snapping a few pictures – blackmail was always a good thing to have around Eddie.

Finished, Patricia stretched and glanced at the clock, which was now nearing ten. "Want some lunch, Addie?" She asked, and the girl nodded eagerly.

"Can I help you cook? Daddy lets me help him." Addison asked as they walked to the kitchen. "Will you make grilled cheese?"

"Sure. Do you think you can drag a chair over here?" Patricia asked, motioning to the table and chairs. Addison nodded smugly, walked over, and began to tug the chair over while Patricia gathered the cheese and bread.

"Here, put the cheese on." Patricia instructed, setting down a few pieces of bread and handing Addison a small stack of cheese. Addison did as she was told, humming loudly as Patricia turned the stove on. They kept up a simple conversation about unicorns, Addison's kitty, and what she wanted for her birthday as they prepared their early lunch.

Just as Patricia was taking the grilled cheese from the pan, Eddie stumbled into the kitchen, rubbing his nose. He was blinking oddly, feeling an added weight to his eyelids, and licking his bright purple lips. Patricia watched and couldn't help but laugh at his expression and ridiculous appearance.

"Good morning, sleeping beauty." Patricia chimed, turning back to the food and putting some of the sandwiches onto plates. Eddie scowled as he sat down in one of the chairs, running a hand across his mouth. He glanced at it and looked away, but quickly did a double take.

"You did not…" He mumbled, standing up and grabbing a spoon to survey his appearance. "Patricia! Addison!" Eddie whined, wiping his mouth furiously. Both of the girls were laughing loudly now, and Eddie stormed off to the bathroom.

"Here's your grilled cheese, Addie. Come sit down." Patricia chuckled, walking over and setting the plate on the table as Addison pushed her chair back over.

"Thanks!" She sung, blowing on the food carefully.

Patricia took her plate as well and sat down beside Addison, leaving Eddie's plate on the counter. Soon enough he came back in, his lips and eyes a bit red from the scrubbing, but the make-up was gone. Eddie had also removed the bows and clips in his hair, Patricia noticed. He took his plate and sat down, offering Patricia a glare that she returned with a cheery smile.

"What? You asked for it, weasel-face." Patricia pointed out, taking a bite of her food. Addison nodded and did the same.

"After I played dollies with you, you colored all over me?" Eddie said dramatically, looking at Addie with a fake look of hurt on his face. She frowned for a minute, feeling bad.

"It was Auntie Trish's idea!" She gushed, pointing at the auburn-haired woman. Patricia gaped at the little girl, and then narrowed her eyes.

"Way to rat me out, Addie!" Patricia teased, reaching over and tickling the little girl's side. She giggled and squirmed away, taking another bite of her food. Eddie and Patricia playfully bantered as they ate, Addie chiming in her two-sense here and there.

"Everything went great – they loved my designs!" Amber gushed as her and Alfie sat down on Patricia and Eddie's couch. Addie climbed into Alfie's lap, snuggling against his chest.

"That's great, Amber! You'll have your own company before you know it." Patricia smiled, sitting down on the arm of Eddie's recliner. Amber nodded excitedly, twirling her hair around her finger.

"Still meeting the rest of us at the pub tonight?" Alfie asked Eddie while Patricia and Amber continued talking. Eddie nodded, "Yeah, it'll be the first time in a while all of us'll be together without them." He chuckled, motioning to Amber and Patricia and implying the other guys' wives. Alfie snorted and agreed, playing with Addie's hair.

"You have fun today?" He whispered, and she nodded innocently. "Yes I did. But can we go home now? I miss my other toys." Addie replied, snuggling closer to her father. Alfie smirked, glancing at Amber, who had heard her words as well.

"Alright, guess we'll be off, then. Thanks for watching her, Trixie, Eddie." Alfie grinned, standing up with Addison in his arms and shooting the two a grateful smile. Amber nodded in agreement, hugging both of them. "Bye! Call me later, Patricia? I need to tell you something." She whispered as she hugged Patricia. Patricia nodded in agreement, waving them off.

"Bye Addie!" Patricia called one last time before she shut the door, and then listened to their car crunch out of the drive.

"About time, Jerome." Eddie yawned as a tall man slid into their booth. He shot Eddie and look and scratched his neck tiredly. "Joy has the weirdest cravings. I can't keep up with them. Last night she sent me out at two in the morning to find pineapples and peanut butter – she doesn't even like pineapples! And just before I came here she had me hunting down some kind of crisps I've never even heard of." He complained, ordering a drink as the waitress came over. Alfie nodded sympathetically.

"Amber was the same. But she had like, shopping cravings. We had to get up at five in the morning if she remembered the baby didn't have any mittens or something." He laughed, taking a drink from the tall glass in front of him. Eddie made a face, and cut off Fabian, who was about to share his story.

"Come on, we're going to talk about pregnant wives? Let's do something fun." He complained, taking a swig of his drink as well and nudging Alfie. Jerome smirked and rolled his eyes.

"You wait till Trixie's knocked up. She's going to be the devil." He mocked, stretching out his arms. Eddie chuckled, shaking his head.

"I don't even think she wants kids. And I'm not pushing it after hearing you guys' horror stories." Eddie replied, watching as the waitress sat Jerome's drink down.

"Hey, Eddie?" Fabian piped up, and Eddie looked over at the dark haired man, who was chuckling quietly. Eddie shot him a confused look, "Huh?"

"That color nail polish looks great on you." Fabian replied, and Jerome howled with laughter. Eddie looked confused for a moment more before glancing at his fingers and groaning.

"It was Patricia and Addison! Patricia's a horrible influence on little kids…" Eddie grumbled, standing up and stomping off to the bathroom, leaving the rest of the guys laughing loudly in his wake.

This is a long one as well, sorry! I'm still working with Addie's character, but she's basically a little Amber. Her name has no great meaning like Eve's, but I've just always liked the name Addison (and it fits with the rest of the 'A' names in the little family!)

This was originally suggested by Sibunamylife, though I've tweaked it a bit – hope you don't mind! Keep those prompts coming, guys!

xGaloshes