As they continued to argue, Eric seen his wife out of the corner of his eye.
"Don't look dad. But mom and my naughty wife are taping us again."
Mac was concentrating on the barbecue. Not hearing a word of what Eric said. Turning on the propane, he could hear a hissing sound.
"You hear that son? That hissing sound?"
"Yeah. I told you dad. There's a hole in the hose. Now shut it off before the barbecue goes flying through the air."
"Oh would you stop being so melodramatic. Grab me that electrical tape."
Reaching for the tape, Eric tried desperately not to look at the girls. He knew damn well they were waiting for something to happen. Backing up to stay out of the video, Eric decided to let Mac be the one to get caught. Or so he thought.
"Come here son. I need you to hold the hose."
"Dad. Dad. Would you stop and listen to me."
"What is it Eric?"
"Mom and Mackenzie are taping us. Would you just stop and do the steaks in the house."
Turning to face the door, Mac seen them as they tried to hide.
"Sneaky buggers."
Closing the lid on the barbecue. They headed back inside. Seeing the girls sitting at the table, they decided to play dumb.
"Did you get the barbecue started?"
"Nope. Eric was right. There was a hole in the hose. So we will have to cook the steaks in the oven."
Stella and Mackenzie were disappointed.
"What's the matter love? You look upset."
"Oh no. Everything's fine."
Winking at Eric, Mac grabbed the steaks from the fridge.
"Get me the sauce Eric."
As Eric went to the fridge he heard Shannon calling him.
"Hold on dad. I'll be right back."
Mac was getting pissed. For if he didn't get the steaks started soon, they wouldn't be eating tonight. Leaving the steaks unattended, he walked over to the fridge, while King and Kong Jr came in.
Sniffing the meat. They walked over to the counter, and pulled at the brown bag. As the steaks fell onto the floor, they began eating them.
"Stel. Where's the sauce?"
"I don't know Mac. Look for it."
Turning around, Mac seen the dogs.
"Noooooooooooooo...King, Kong, sit."
You have got to be kidding. Sit. Not well they had those steaks in their mouths. Taking off with them into the den, Mac followed.
"Eric grab those damn dogs."
As Eric reached for the collar of Kong, he pulled Eric down on his butt. Just as Mac was behind him. Tripping over Eric, Mac reached for the half eaten steak.
Kong faught with him. Pulling and growling.
"Damn it Eric, help me here."
"I'm trying dad. It would help if you got off my damn arms. Why is it everytime I'm with you. I feel like we are in a bad version of the three stooges?"
"Shut up son, and help."
Mackenzie and Stella were filming every second.
"Damn you Mackenzie, put down that video camera."
Mackenzie was trying to stay focused with the camera, but she couldn't stop laughing.
Releasing Mac's legs, he went sliding across the floor, while Eric reached for the camera.
"Eriiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiic!!!!!!"
Stella was in stitches, Mac was being pulled across the floor by the damn dogs, while Eric was fighting his wife for the video camera. Letting go of Kongs collar, Mac was finally able to get up.
"Funny Stella. There goes dinner."
She couldn't help it. Her stomach hurt from laughing so hard.
Walking over, Mac helped Eric get the camera from his daughter.
"Haaa....let her go Eric. I got it."
Letting go of his wife, she took off upstairs.
"Shoot. That was to easy."
Looking inside the camera, Mac noticed the tape was gone.
"Get her Eric."
Running up the stairs, Eric caught his wife in the hall.
"Where is it Mackenzie?"
"Where's what Eric?"
"The tape. Give it to me Mackenzie."
"Give it to you? You want it here, now?"
"Yeah. Yeah I do."
"Okay.
Grabbing her husband by his collar, she passionately kissed him, while grinding herself against him. Making him forget all about the camera, the steaks, and the damn barbecue.