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**KingCrowley** · June 24th, 2015, 09:59 PM

Since Peter Burke worked a lot of hours at the Bureau, he didn't really have time to look after Neal all day. Neal was four years old and had been for a while now, he even had the brain of a four year old. Peter left him at playgroup in the morning and picked him up when he was finished with work, which was earlier than it used to be.

"Neal! Look who's here!" Called one of the nursery teachers.

"DADDY!!!" Little adorable Neal came running out of the sandbox and lifted his arms up to Peter.

"Neal had a little accident after snack time, his wet clothes are in this bag, and he also hasn't been very kind to his friends or teachers today. Neal's been biting a lot of the other children and bit one of the workers when he was told off." she explained and looked at the little boy, "It's not kind to bite your friends, is it Neal?"

Neal pouted and hid his face in Peter's shoulder.

**W1nchester** · June 24th, 2015, 10:05 PM

Peter smiled as he came into the nursery, one of the teachers pointing him out to his little boy, Neal immediately squealing for him, leaping out of the sandbox and he ran over to him--Peter immediately noticed that he wasn't wearing the same clothes he had left in this morning, and he would ask about that in a moment, but for right now he was busy scooping up his baby boy into his arms and giving him a large bear hug. "Hey there, tiger." He greeted, kissing his cheek. He turned to one of the nursery teachers who accompanied Neal over, listening to the woman speak.

She said that Neal had had a little accident, which was alright, he supposed. It wasn't naughty of him to have an accident--but what was naughty of him was what she told him next, about biting his friends and one of the workers, Peter looking at the little boy whom hid his face into Peter's shoulder. "Neal." Peter said in a slightly stern tone. "Your teacher asked you a question, little boy. Is it kind to bite your friends, Neal?" He asked, waiting for an answer.

"I'm very sorry, Miss. I promise that it won't happen again, I'll have a conversation with my little guy. Thank you so much." Peter said, shaking her hand and taking Neal's bag, before saying goodbye and carting Neal out to his car.

"Looks like someone didn't have a very good day today." Peter said as he buckled Neal into his seat, looking at the boy. "Anything else you need to tell Daddy, Neal?"

**KingCrowley** · June 24th, 2015, 10:10 PM

Neal whined, he hated being told off, like most kids in his play group, but he wanted to play with what everybody else had and when they wouldn't give it to him, Neal thought biting them would make them give the toys to him. He didn't answer when Peter reiterated his Nursery teacher's question, the little boy knew he was in trouble and he didn't like it. He just hugged onto his Daddy's neck, hiding his face.

She smiled a bit, "It's alright, other than that Neal's been very helpful with snack time and listened when it was time to tidy up." she explained, "Bye bye Neal, see you tomorrow." she smiled.

"Bye Bye..." Neal answered and then looked at his Daddy when he was buckled into his car seat, "No shawe toys..." he answered unhappily, "Me wanted toys..." he shook his head when asked if there was anything else he needed to tell Daddy. "Maked pi'ture..." he told him, "Maked pi'ture fow Daddy..."

**W1nchester** · June 24th, 2015, 10:13 PM

"Hmm." Peter hummed as Neal didn't answer the question for him either, gently patting Neal's little backside, going back to talking to his nursery teacher. "That's good to hear at least." He smiled, before saying goodbye to her and letting Neal say goodbye, heading out towards his car and he got his pseudo-son buckled up into his car seat, listening to him as he said that they didn't share the toys and he had wanted the toys. "I'm sorry that they didn't share with you Neal, but you know better than to hurt them, little guy." Peter told his son, voice gentle, but still firm.

He asked if there's anything else that Neal wanted to tell him and he smiled when Neal said that he had made a picture for him. "Can you show daddy when we get home? Or do you want to show Daddy right now?"

**KingCrowley** · June 24th, 2015, 10:17 PM

Neal looked up at his Daddy when he said he was sorry his friends didn't share with him but he knew better than to hurt them, "Me no huwt..." he answered, telling a lie but only because he didn't want to be in trouble, he knew what happened when he got in trouble with his Daddy. He then nodded when he smiled about the picture, "Show now!" he answered and picked it up, it was basically a green squiggle on paper.

"Dwawed Fwoggy." he told him, pointing to it, "Fwoggy fow Daddy!" he giggled, giving Peter that adorable cheeky grin.

**W1nchester** · June 24th, 2015, 10:23 PM

Peter raised an eyebrow at his little boy as he said that he didn't hurt them, basically. "You know better than to lie to Daddy. I think someone really wants a spanking." He warned him, before his little boy got all excited about a picture that he had drawn for him. So he asked his little boy if he had wanted to show him now or when they got home, and the little boy opted for right now. So he waited patiently as he got out the drawing and showed him the little grin squiggle, Peter beaming nonetheless.

"A froggy!" Peter said, making himself sound very excited. "Thank you so very much, Neal!" He said, pressing a kiss onto his little boy's cheek. "You hold onto the Froggy for Daddy and he'll put it up safe on the fridge when we get home." He said happily, before ruffling his hair and hopping in the driver's seat of his car, starting it up, and he started the drive home.

**KingCrowley** · June 24th, 2015, 10:26 PM

Neal's blue eyes went big and wide when his Daddy mentioned a spanking, "No pankin!" he whined sadly and then showed his Daddy the picture, giggling excitedly when the man got excited, "Daddy welcome!" he answered when he thanked him and kissed his cheek, he took the picture back and nodded his head, watching his Daddy get in the driver's seat. It was a bit of a drive back home, and Neal didn't do so well in car journeys.

"Daddy..." he whimpered, "Feew sick...." he sniffed, tears pooling in his eyes, "Me be sick..."

**W1nchester** · June 24th, 2015, 10:32 PM

"Then you be good, Neal." Peter warned his boy, before getting all excited about the froggy that his son had drawn for him, thanking him and kissing him on the cheek, before telling him to keep it safe whilst Peter drove them home, which was a pretty long ride but he tried to keep Neal entertained throughout it. After a little while, Neal piped up that he was feeling sick, and Peter slowed down the car a bit.

"Do you want Daddy to pull over, Neal?" He asked him sincerely. "Or do you think you can make it home, little guy?"

**KingCrowley** · June 24th, 2015, 10:40 PM

Neal nodded his little head when Peter asked if he wanted him to pull over, the little one needing to be sick and it was probably best that he did it outside, "Me be sick Daddy..." he whined, holding his arms up to be picked up and let out of the car, "No wan be sick in caw...."

Around quarter past, Aaron Hotchner walked into the playgroup and saw his little son Spencer playing in the water bowl with some other friends of his. He smiled and then held his arms open, "Spencer!" he called out softly but loudly so the little guy would hear him.

"OH! Look who it is Spencer!" one of the staff smiled and turned Reid round to see Hotch.

**W1nchester** · June 24th, 2015, 10:48 PM

Peter listened to Neal as his little guy told him that he would be sick, Peter immediately turning on the right blinker and he pulled over onto the side of the road. "I'll be back there in just a second, buddy." Peter said, jumping out of the car and he ran to the passenger side, to the back and he opened the door and unbuckled Neal, getting him out and he set him on his feet on the grass, kneeling down and rubbing his back.

"You need to be sick, buddy? You can be sick if you need to be." Peter soothed him softly.

Spencer heard his name being called and he turned to see his daddy there waiting for him, beaming and he pushed himself up without saying a word--he was rather quiet around his friends--and he ran over to his Daddy and jumped right into his arms hugging him tightly. Spencer had had a... fairly okay day. He played with everyone nicely, but he had refused to pick up his toys all day and left messes in his wake.