“Kids, I’m not gonna say it again, let’s go”, Shawn yells while zipping up each lunch pale. He looked down at his watch and sighed, they had fifteen minutes and they need fifteen hours!
“Daddy! Jax keeps hiding my stuff”, your youngest daughter, Summer, yelled down to her father.
Shawn, whom the stress was really piling on today, rolled his eyes and let out a sigh of frustration, “How does Y/N do this”, he whispered before pinching the bridge of his nose, “Jax! Give your sister her stuff! And where’s Cecilia? And Hunter”, he referred to your high schoolers.
“Right here”, Cecilia said while tapping away on her phone.
Shawn’s eyes went wide as he looked up at the sight of your daughter in a mini skirt and a crop top.
She saw his expression and spoke, “Mom lets me wear this”, she shrugged.
“The hell she does! Go change, now! And while you’re at it, grab your siblings”, he shook his head and she made her way upstairs.
“What Dad”, Cecilia’s twin brother, Hunter, sighed dramatically.
“We need to leave”, Shawn sighed again, “Your mom is gonna kill me.”
Hunter let out a laugh as Cecilia made her way downstairs with only Jax, “Got ‘em”, she said, still on her phone.
“Where’s Summer? Give this to me”, Shawn snatched her phone and put it on the counter, “Summer? Baby are you okay”, Shawn called to your youngest.
“No”, she cried.
Everyone’s eyes went wide as they looked up the stairs.
“What’s wrong”, he asked uneasily.
“Mr. Unicorn is in the toilet”, she sobbed as the other kids started laughing.
“Guys”, Shawn started while looking at his other three kids, “I’m coming! The rest of you, in the car now”, Shawn told them before running up the stairs.
“There we go baby, let’s just put it in the washing machine and dryer for a bit”, Shawn opened the washing machine, tossed it in, and got it started, “Now let’s go”, he washed his hands before grabbing his youngest daughter’s hand again and leading her down the stairs.
He opened the car door and buckled her in as Cecilia was face timing someone, “And her 'Mr. Unicorn’ got stuck in the toilet or something”, she rolled her eyes.
“Who are you on the phone with”, Shawn asked while sitting the driver’s seat, buckling up, and starting the car.
“Mo–”, she began.
“Shawn Peter Raul Mendes!” He winced as you yelled into the phone, “Put your Dad on, now!”
Cecilia passed the phone to Hunter, who passed it to Summer, who passed it Jax, who held it up for Shawn.
“Yes babe”, he asked while giving his attention to the road.
“If I get another call saying that the Mendes kids’ are late again, I will lose it”, you said while rubbing your temples.
“I think you already lost it”, Shawn mumbled as your kids busted into fits of laughter, a smile painted Shawn’s face at their reactions as he waited at a red light.
“Shawn”, you stated calmly into the phone, “I am coming back tonight. If I come home to messy rooms, kids, a dirty house, everyone, undid laundry”, you groaned at the thought, “Everyone is grounded! Including you Shawn!”
Shawn pinched the bridge of his nose as everyone soon followed, they got it from their dad.
“A-alright babe, love you”, he tried to keep a smile on his face as he hung up and the phone was handed back to Cecilia.
“Well”, Shawn pulled the car into a U-turn, “Looks like the Mendes kids aren’t going to be late again, they’re taking a 'sick day’”, he announced as fits of 'woo hoos’ and 'yays’ erupted through the car.