"Uncle JC?" Cameron asked softly as he followed her up the stairs, "Can we play Barbies?"

JC nodded, swallowing. "Sure Cam," he answered, smiling as Jess’ niece trudged up the stairs, her short black bob in two pigtails at either side of her head. He had been asked by Jess to baby-sit until her class was finished, and like a fool he had accepted. So here he was, a man who could hardly change a diaper with three children to watch.

Three children which included the five-year-old Cameron, the eight-year-old Jordan, and the eleven-year-old, Chase. God did he have his hands full. Two of the three children where aware of he and Jess’ ugly breakup, so two of the three children found it to be their job to seek revenge on their mean Uncle JC.

Cameron was the exception. "Uncle JC?" she asked again softly as they reached her room at the top of the stairs. It was a vision in pink, complete with a white iron-cast canopy bed, pink lace comforter, and bows; not to mention bears in ballerina garb.

"Yes, Cam?" he answered again, taking a seat at her desk, pictures of N Sync, mainly he and Justin, covering a small portion of the walls above it, a framed picture of he and Jess on the desk beside her signed N Sync poster.

She had ventured into the closet, pulling out a trunk and presented him with two naked Barbie dolls, one Barbie, one Ken. The Barbie was clearly Asian, with short fringe over her eyes for bangs and a long raven colored mane which flowed down her back. The Ken had dark brown hair and bright blue eyes, a permanent smile lighting his face.

"These are the Barbies Auntie Jess always plays with. That one is Jess," she said pointing to the female, "and that one is JC." She let out a cute little giggle, "We made them get married. They live together in that house over there," she said pointing to the pink Barbie Dream House on the other side of her room. Beside it was a Barbie pool, a hot pink and purple Corvette and a Barbie boat, complete with hot pink life vests.

"Now," Cameron said as she dumped out the remainder of the chest onto the floor and deposited the remaining unused Barbies on her bed. "You have to dress them, they are going to a party." She pointed to the mess of clothes that she was standing in, smiling.

JC picked out a pair of black pants for his doll, and placed a shirt over the doll’s chiseled chest, chuckling at the fact that he was nearly 25 and playing with Barbies. He found a short pink dress for Jess, sliding it over the plastic and found a Barbie brush to brush her hair with.

"Barbies, eh?" a voice asked from the doorway, a bright smile lighting up his eyes. JC looked up, a rose tint filling his cheeks as he dropped them and looked up.

"Hey don’t act like you weren’t just brushing that Barbie’s hair," Justin laughed as he entered the room. "I saw you, man."

"Uncle Justin!" Cameron screamed, jumping onto Justin’s legs. He lifted her up and over his head, and smiled.

"Hey Camarooni!" he said, laughing as she giggled. "What’s up girl?"

"Uncle JC and I are playing Barbies, do you wanna play with us?" she asked as she looked at him with those big brown eyes, eagerly awaiting his answer.

"Sure," he responded as JC muffled a snicker.

JC grinned as Justin plopped down amidst the dolls and clothes, Indian style. "Here Justin," JC said as he smiled a smug smile, one that screamed ‘HA! You have to do it too!’, he handed Justin two unclothed dolls, "these are your dolls. You have to dress them, they are going to a party."

"Auntie Jess?" Cameron whispered seriously, "Jordan kicked Uncle JC in the pee-pee."

Jess stilfed a laugh as she ventured futher into the house, depositing the two boxes of pizza on the kitchen counter. She found JC laying on the couch a bag of ice on his crotch, a grimace on his face.

"Aww," Jess laughed, "did Uncle JC get his pee-pee hurt?" she asked as she sat down beside JC, resting her head on his shoulder. "Poor baby."

He scowled, crossing his arms over his chest. "Yes."

She kissed his cheek, "Does that make it better?" His heart fluttered as her lips touched his flesh but said nothing, a scowl still present on his lips.

She smiled, as she rested her head on his shoulder, her warm breath tickling his neck. "So what’d you guys do today?"

"Uncle JC and I played Barbies," Cameron exclaimed happily.

"You did?" Jess asked impressed, looking towards JC for confirmation.

He nodded. "I got Jess and JC. We went to a party. And then our baby got sick and we had to take it to the hospital. Justin on the other hand was the pimp of the whole situation and had three different girls."

"Then I went to go play football with Jordan, and he kicked me in the nu-…pee-pee, when he went to score a field goal, " JC said, grimacing again. "After that episode, Jordan decided he could play video games in his room."

"Justin is with Chase. I have no clue what they’re doing, but it’s something about Lance," JC said shaking his head.

"Looks like you were quite the Daddy today," she said softly, her eyes closing as she inhaled his comfoting scent, his arm wrapping behind her back.

He nodded, "Mm hmm, how was class?"

She shrugged, "Good. Our lecture was actually interesting for once."

He smiled, "That’s good. Hey, um Cameron asked if she could come home with us and spend the night, and I told her it was okay. Is that okay with you?" he asked softly.

Jess looked up towards him, wondering what exactly had gotten into him. "It’s fine, but are you sure that you want a five year old in your bed all night?" she asked, laughing. "Because she’ll want to sleep in the bed with us, that would be the whole point of sleep over. She gets up to pee about every hour and wakes up at one in the morning to tell you she’s hungry."

JC shrugged, "And she’s different from you, how?" he kidded as she hit him. "Hey, hey! I am an injured man, have mercy."

"Okay guys, " Justin said as he entered the living room, grinning happily as he saw Jess and JC on the couch together, "I’m going to go. I have to go and inform Lance that Chase loves him."

"Hey! I thought Chase loved me!" JC exclaimed as Justin shrugged.

"Hey man, don’t shoot the messager. She thinks Lance’s voice is sexy and that he is more manly than you are."

"Oh no she didn’t," Jess exclaimed as she jumped from JC’s embrace. "She did not say sexy, I swear to God I am going to kick her eleven-year-old ass!" she said as she stormed down the hall.

Cameron looked towards Justin and JC puzzled. "Uncle JC, Uncle Justin? What’s sexy?"

"Uhhh…JC you wanna take this one?"

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