Royal's POV

Everest was getting to the end of his rope with me. Sure, Seth and I expected this but it wasn't supposed to be this bad. He refused to eat or use his diaper. Not to mention the cussing. I could already feel the headache coming on.

After I tucked Everest into the swing, I propped up a bottle with a pillow and eased it into his mouth. I held it there until he began to drink. I put some medicine in there that would make him over-sensitive to the slightest things. Hopefully, this would push him into his headspace.

He quickly finished the bottle and then spat it out. I let him be in the swing, hoping that the vibrating would lull him to sleep. It worked and now all I had to do was help Seth get Noah down. That wouldn't take long at all.

The boys slept for about two hours. Everest was the first one to wake up. He opened his eyes and looked around before going pale. I knew he had wet his diaper but I was so fed up with him that I decided to punish him a little more. I got him out of the swing and set him in the playpen on his tummy. Since he was going to be about 0 to 6 months we had to make sure to give him lots of tummy time.

Aiden was the second one awake. Blake and Anthony were planning on heading back to their house tonight. It was good that Everest got to meet his cousin. Aiden was a sweet boy who had been with Blake and Anthony for about a year now. He had settled right into headspace too.

Seth had scheduled for us to take Everest to the doctor's in a few days and that was going to be fun. We'd probably give him medicine so he couldn't move and the other stuff I gave him should stay in his system for a while.

"ROYAL!" I heard Everest yell. I ignored him. He would simply have to learn to call me Papa. "SETH!" was the next name. I grabbed my husband's arm before he went to check. "Let me go, he needs us," Seth said. "He will learn to call us Daddy and Papa," I tell him. Seth rolled his eyes at me but stayed put.

Soon, I could hear crying coming from the living room. I smirked and went to go get Everest. He was lying on his back now, closer to the edge. I dramatically gasp and Everest's eyes dart up to me. "Baby, you could have gotten hurt," I say, being over-dramatic. He bursts into even louder sobs. "It's okay, Papa's here now," I coo. "Do you need a diaper change?" He nods once and I pick him up.

I brought him up to his nursery to get him changed. I strapped him to the changing table and set to work. First, I took him out of the sleep sack and unbuttoned his onesie. Next comes the diaper. I untaped it and like I had thought, there was a rash. I made quick work of cleaning up his bottom. He didn't like that and squirmed around a lot. I finally got him cleaned up and was able to put some cream on to help with the rash. After a fresh diaper was on I buttoned up his onesie and brought him downstairs.

I sat Everest in the playpen with the other two boys before I went to find Seth. We had to get packed up because we had to take Everest and Noah to the doctor's. It was a full day's trip because lord knows how these two would act. We would simply get up early and get home really late. It was going to be tiring but at least we could get our boys the help they needed.

Seth was in the kitchen making dinner, already. It wasn't even four yet. Blake was in there helping him. Of course, it was pasta, Blake and Seth had an unhealthy obsession. I guess tonight they decided on chicken alfredo with a salad and bread. "No, don't even ask," Blake states. He was cutting up some carrots for the salad while Seth was making homemade noodles. I slowly back out of the kitchen. I could use this time to get to know Everest.

I headed back into the living room and sat down on the couch. Everest was sitting in the playpen while Noah and Aiden played. Everest looked miserable and it was sad watching him sit in the pen all alone. I got up off the couch and climbed over the bars of the playpen.

I scooped Everest up into my lap and grabbed some nearby toys. I shook a rattle in his face only for him to rip it out of my hands and throw it. "We don't throw things," I remind him. He pouts and looks up at me with sad eyes. I kiss his forehead and grab another toy, a stuffed owl. He grabs onto it immediately and hugs it close. I smile and set him back on the ground, closer to the playing boys.

I quickly set the table and then grabbed Noah. I set him in his high chair and gave him a plate of food. He quickly digs in, along with Aiden. Everest on the other hand, looked close to tears. "Bubs, what's wrong?" I ask. "I'm fucking hungry," he stated. I smiled at him and gave him some puffs to eat. He was going to be treated like a 4-month-old with no solids. His bottle will have nutrients in it to help him stay healthy. "You will be punished for that," I tell Everest.

I quickly finish eating and take Everest upstairs. I give him a quick bath and dress him in a warm onesie. I bring him into his room and set him in the crib. "You'll stay here for 20 minutes," I tell him. I exit the room to go help Seth get Noah ready for bed.