Disclaimer/Author's Note: Sadly, I don't own anything High School Musical related. This is my first shot at an HSM fic, its only going to be a couple of chapters. Just a little Troypay fluff!!!

Sharpay eye's slowly opened as the bright, morning sunlight filtered into the room. With a big yawn, Sharpay outstretched her arms eliciting a groan from the figure next to her. Oops, Sharpay giggled to herself, she had accidentally hit her husband when she stretched. Hopefully he wouldn't have a bruise when he woke up, whenever that was. Her husband slept like the dead most nights, especially after a game. He didn't make home until real late, Sharpay was barely awake but welcomed his kiss before completely drifting off. Sharpay sighed, it was time to get a start on the day, and she really needed to get up as much as she would like to stay in the warm embrace of her husband and covers. Sharpay threw the covers off and slowly stood up, placing a hand on her belly and one on her back for support. She was hugely pregnant and balance had been a major problem for her lately. She was about to climb out of bed when she felt an arm wrap around her stomach.

"Don't get out of bed," her husband murmured and spoke into her back as he attempted to pull her closer.

"I thought you were sleeping," Sharpay turned around.

"I was until your hand beat me up," he chuckled, his eyes still closed, not willing to fully get up.

"Sorry babe," Sharpay's sweet giggle filled their master bedroom. "I was just stretching but I really should get up."

"But its morning cuddle time."

"Morning cuddle time?" Sharpay glared at her husband. "Morning cuddle time ended when Zac arrived."

"It was worth a shot."

"I know what you wanted and it definitely does not involve any cuddling," Sharpay shook her finger at him and his naughty thoughts.

"After," he wiggled his eyebrows at her.

"Goodbye you," Sharpay hauled herself out of the comforts of their warm and comfy bed. "Ouch."

"You alright?" he bolted up in bed, he was always on edge when she pregnant event though they had a little over a month before their new one joined their ever growing family.

"Yeah just a monster kick," Sharpay rubbed her stomach soothingly, "We've got quite the dancer on our hands."

"Future basketball player."

"No way, she's a little ballerina not a basketball player; you've already corrupted the boys into liking basketball."

"Corrupted? I didn't know basketball was so evil."

"Oh you know what I mean," Sharpay huffed as she made her way into the bathroom. When she returned her husband was fast asleep once again. With a roll of her eyes, Sharpay grabbed her silk robe and padded out of the bedroom. Perfect timing too.

"Mommy!"

Sharpay smiled at the sound of her little guy, "Hi Tommy!" Sharpay exclaimed as she walked into the room.

"Mommy! Mommy!" Tommy jumped in his crib, more than excited to see his Mommy.

"Did you have a good sleep sweetie?"

Tommy nodded his head and put his arms out, "Me out da crib!"

"Alright," Sharpay bent over as much as she could and put her hands on her son's waist before she pulled him out. "Oh this is getting hard," Sharpay took a couple of deep breaths as she put him down. "Mommy's getting too big for that," Sharpay patted her stomach. "And so are you! You're getting heavy big guy." Maybe it was time for them to think about getting Tommy a big boy bed before the baby came.

"Me big boy!" Tommy puffed out his chest proudly.

"Yes you are," Sharpay tousled his hair. "Do you need to go potty?"

"Yuppy," Tommy held his hand out for Sharpay to take which she did and walked him over to the bathroom which he shared with his older brother. Tommy pulled down his little train covered pajama pants and pull up before sitting down on his little portable potty on the floor. "Potty!"

"Good job sweetie!" Sharpay clapped before grabbing a fresh clean pull up out of the cabinet.

"Ok, lets go make breakfast," Sharpay said once Tommy had flushed and washed his hands.

"Bweakfast yum yum! Me want pancakes!"

"We'll see," Sharpay said warmly.

"I want pancakes too," Zac rubbed his eyes as he followed them down the hallway; the five year old had just woken up and heard them talking about breakfast and he was always in the mood for food.

"Pancakes! Pancakes!" Tommy squeezed Sharpay's hand.

"Ok, ok, we'll have pancakes for breakfast," Sharpay gave in despite the fact that she was craving French toast, oh well. It was hard to fulfill her cravings when she had three hungry boys in the house. "Come on guys."

"Where's daddy?" Zac questioned as they walked down the stairs.

"He's still sleeping," Sharpay answered. "He came in pretty late, his basketball game went into overtime but they won."

"Yeah you wouldn't let us watch the end," Zac pouted.

"It was already way past your bedtime buddy," Sharpay reminded him as they walked into their huge, gourmet kitchen. "Do you guys want to help me make breakfast?"

"Can I crack an egg?" Zac questioned.

"Me stir bowl!" Tommy looked up at his mother.

"Yes to both," Sharpay smiled at her adorable looking boys, each had sandy brown hair and beautiful blue eyes.

Finally they were finished making their breakfast despite a couple of lost egg shells and lots of batter on the floor. They still had a good time, lots of laughter was shared.

"Hold still Tommy," Sharpay struggled with her youngest as she tried to wipe his messy hands and face which were caked together with batter and flour.

"Mommy," the little boy whined.

"Almost done," Sharpay took the wet paper towel to his forehead.

"Can I go get Daddy for breakfast?" Zac asked, he was sitting patiently in his chair waiting for Sharpay to make his plate.

"I guess so," Sharpay replied, he had been sleeping long enough as it was. She wanted him to get a good night's sleep but the boys were starting to wear her out, she needed a little back up.

"Ok!" Zac bolted out of the room.

"Me too! Me too!" Tommy managed to get out of his mommy's grip, he had to do everything that his older brother did.

"Tommy!" Sharpay shouted but the fast little guy was already out of the kitchen. Sharpay just shook her head, there was no way she was about to run after him, not in her delicate condition. Instead, she grabbed the milk out of the refrigerator and grabbed each of the boys' favorite cups.

"Zwac! Zwac! Wait fow me pwease!" Tommy ran up the stairs after his older brother.

"Shh!" Zac yelled at his little brother. "Don't be so loud!"

"Sowwy," Tommy frowned as they walked, he didn't like making Zac mad at him.

"Its ok," Zac smiled, he didn't like to make his little brother sad at him; Mommy would get upset too and he didn't want that. "Come on," Zac took his little brother's hand and guided him into their parents' bedroom. "Let's go!" Zac ran to the bed with Tommy following him, they both jumped on the bed.

"Ah!"

"Wake up Daddy!" Both boys screamed as they started jumping on the bed.

"Daddy no wakey up," Tommy tugged on Zac's shirt alerting him to the situation.

"Daddy?" Zac bent down, their father hadn't even moved at all. "Daddy?" Zac got closer.

"Got ya!" Troy screamed as he began to tickle Zac causing the youngster to break out laughing.

"Me! Me!" Tommy flung himself at his daddy.

"You? You?" Troy laughed as he began to tickle both of the boys, "Come here you!"

"Stop…stop," Zac managed to pull away from his dad several minutes later, he was all tickled out.

"Ok ok," Troy laughed as he struggled to catch his breath, his boys tired him out faster than any basketball game ever could.

"Me misseded Daddy wast night," Tommy crawled onto Troy's lap and wrapped his arms around his neck.

"I missed you too buddy," Troy gave his youngest son a little kiss. "But I'm going to be here all day, so we can do whatever you guys want!"

"Yay!" Both boys screamed

Thanks for reading! I would love some feedback on my first Troypay fic!