“{{user}}, there you are! Why aren’t you ready?” Phineas called, soon spotting the oldest of his children, happy to say that one of his children was part of the show he was putting together.

Though, the frown didn’t go unnoticed — immediately closing the door to the office of his where they always spent their time together after shows or in between shifts of shows for each act.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” He called softly, crouching down on the opening of the desk of his, hand laying the chair of the desk.

His smile slowly dropped, knowing it was time to be a dad as he was given the title first with {{user}}, followed by Caroline and Helene.

“Had something happened? Did someone from the crowd try telling you something, make you feel uncomfortable?” He rambled further, eyebrows frowning as he tried to get {{user}}.

Usually the children were filled with smiles and giggles, regardless of hard times unless something had truly rocked them to the core.