Unexpected turn of events (the script, Glen Power fanfiction)

Chapter 19

He immediately knew that the tables had been turned as both his son's started to walk up to him. He tried to escape, before finally letting Arthur catch him and let him 'tackle' to the ground as he started to tickle him as Luke held him to the ground.

"So what do you want to have for dinner?" Glen asked an hour later when the three of them were settled inside since it had started to rain. Luke was watching the 101 dalmations on the TV, something Arthur apparently hadn't seen before. "Can we have pizza?" Arthur asked with a hopeful tone, Glen knew that once in a while Kate allowed him to have takeout, but it wasn't often. Oh well, it wouldn't hurt and it would allow him to spend time with both his son's without having to think of needing to cook dinner. "Of course bud." Glen smiled at his youngest son as he sat down on the couch as well.

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Later that evening, Luke had decided to go out with some friends for the night which in turn had given him son time with Arthur alone. He'd already given him his bath which had certainly been an amusing thing, to say the least. He'd figured that it would be easier to take Arthur in bath with him, and he wouldn't have to leave his son to take a shower later on.

well, that had turned out to be both torturous and hilarious at once. "Daddy why has mummy only got boobs and you and I don't?" Arthur asked Glen with a mischievous glint in his eyes that reminded Glen so much of Kate.

"Cause mummy is a woman and we're men," Glen told him in an awkward manner and a reluctant smile. If he didn't know any better, he might think Kate put him up to it, he wouldn't put it past the little minx that was his girlfriend.

"But why is she a woman and we men?" Arthur questioned with a tilt of his head and he figured with the curiosity of his mother, Arthur wouldn't be giving up on his quest to find answers. He'd keep going till he was satisfied with the answer. "cause that's how it's always been, there needs to be men and women. I don't know why maybe you could ask mummy then." Glen explained as he reached for the shower head to wash his son's hair.

"But why do women have boobies and men don't?" Arthur asked, so not satisfied with the answer his dad had given him so far. Glen leant his head back and let out a silent groan, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Why don't you ask mummy when she gets here?" Glen told him, Kate would know what to do with these questions. She was the scientist, she should be the one being able to explain these things a lot better than he ever could. "but mummy isn't here and you are daddy." Arthur pointed out, looking back at his dad over his shoulder.

"Please Arthur?" Glen almost begged as Arthur looked up at him with that innocent yet curious look of his. "Daddy?" Arthur asked his dad as Arthur tilted his head back, he could so imagine the smirk Kate would give him at this point, the little minx would be enjoying this way too much.

"ask mummy, she's a woman, she can tell you," Glen told him as Arthur tilted his head at him in thought before nodding his head at his dad, it seems like a reasonable answer at this point. And his mum always answered his questions after all. "I will daddy." Arthur chuckled, turning his back, back to his dad so he could wash his hair.

"Daddy?" Arthur called, bringing Glen out of his train of thoughts of the embarrassing conversation in the bath.

"Where do babies come from?" Arthur asked his dad, they were watching Nanny McPhee and seeing the baby and other children but he didn't see a mum anywhere, he had questions once more. "Arthur for crying out loud," Glen whispered to himself, dropping his head back on the backrest. Soon he really was going to think that Kate put him up to this.

"But that baby, her mummy isn't there, so where did the kids come from?" Arthur asked, pointing to the movie. "Well," Glen whispered, shaking his head a little. For crying out loud, here he'd thought to have a relaxing weekend with his son whilst his girlfriend had a girl's weekend with her friend. Well, so far it had turned out great, this evening however his son had decided to ask him the questions any parent dreaded.