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The spotlight hit the front center stage and a brown bear stood there wearing nothing but a glittery purple Speedo.

“Donny! Not in front of the kids!" The koala smacked his face with his palm.

“Relax, Dirk, I went off script a bit. I don't think the crowd minds that much. Right boys?" Donny flicked his large bulge at them and a resounding yell rewarded him. He then turned and clapped his cheeks at the audience, keeping the cheers going.

“Papa bear is lookin for who's naughty and who's nice."

Dirk walked off backstage in a huff followed by the other 3 dads.

Donny kept the dance going as high energy music played behind him. He soon realized he had very little moves to do so he kept repeating the same 3-4 that he knew got the crowd pumped up. It seemed as if no matter what he did, they'd just keep cheering. At one point he decided to stop dancing and just touched his toes. A guy in the front row fainted.

Once the song ended, Donny left the stage and went back to the locker room to change back into his dad attire.

As he slipped on his white t-shirt and blue jeans, he could hear some of the other dads enter the locker room.

“Did you see what Donny did up there? I could have put on a better performance in a wheelchair!" Dirk could be heard saying from the doorway. “How many times can a bludger flick his bulge before they catch on that he's got no substance?"

Donny quickly slid on his flannel and his Timburrland boots and moved out of sight before the guys reached him. He hung around the corner and heard the others open their lockers.

“Well if it's so easy, let's see you do it." Apollo snapped back.

“Yeah, and we all agreed to let him do what he does when we became the Five Fathers. Are you going back on your word?" Ronnie, aka Dadger, chimed in.

“All Dirk is saying is if Donny didn't get that power from Martin then none of the sons would fall for him so easily," Bruce replied.

“It's not like he can turn it on and off at will," Ronnie said. “And he never asked to be the Ultimate Sex Appeal in the first place."

“It just feels like Donny has no respect for our talents compared to his 'appeal'."

Donny felt his throat clench as he held back a growl.

“I'm sure the kids will catch on eventually. Dick slinging to Born This Way over and over can only get him so far." Dirk threw his tux into the locker and slammed it.

The bear had heard enough and quietly made his way out of the locker room, hopefully without being detected.

He stroked his chin as the words of his friends ran through his head over and over. He had no idea they had an issue with his actions before then. Nothing tipped him off to them feeling any sort of displeasure at the teases he did on a fairly normal basis.

The boys liked it. Although the other Fathers did have a point about his power having a clear effect on how they saw him. He'd yet to meet a son that didn't ask to get railed by him. Not that he minded all that much, but it did get tiring after a while.

“Bah! I'll show them! I'll make a new routine and everything!" Donny pounded his fist into an open palm. “Then they'll have to know I take my job seriously."

A week later, Donny took the stage once more. He swapped the speedo for a pair of tight gym shorts. He whipped the towel from around his neck and threw it on a chair he'd placed on the side of the stage. He pointed to the ceiling and the music began to play.

As he began his routine, he could hear Dirk's words on repeat coursing through his thoughts. He missed steps, he fell multiple times, he even stayed on the ground for a minute trying to cleanse his thoughts of the negative comments. But throughout it, all the boys kept cheering.

“Yeah, daddy! Dance off-key!"

“Fall over more! That's so hot!"

“You lie on the floor so sexy!"

Donny clutched his head, left the stage and headed for the locker room.

As he shoved on his boots, Apollo walked in and sat next to him. The Saint Bernard gently placed a paw on his shoulder.

“Hey there, Grumpy Paws."

“Leave me alone, Apollo…" Donny replied coldly.

“Oh, come on. You could use some belly rubs."

“I don't want your belly rubs."

Apollo lifted Donny's shirt and began tracing circles around his chubby belly. Donny didn't make any moves to stop him so he kept going, incorporating his claws into the rub and combing the bear's fur through them.

“Who's a good bear?" Apollo stroked under Donny's chin with his finger.

Donny puffed his cheeks and replied, “Me… I am."

He really did enjoy Apollo's belly rubs, but he was still angry.

“Now tell your best friend Apollo what's wrong."

Donny turned towards his friend. “Apollo, be honest with me. Do you think I think I'm better than the rest of you?"

Apollo stopped rubbing and pulled Donny into his chest. “Listen to me. You're a kind genuine man and I don't think that you truly believe anything that Dirk or Bruce said."

Donny pulled back and asked, “How'd you know I overheard you?"

“Don Don, I know your growl anywhere. Plus my hearing is much better than the others even at my age."

Donny looked down at his boots. “I try really hard to take my position seriously but I don't even know what my position is anymore. Am I just a hot piece of dad ass or a two-buck fuck?"

“Well, you're definitely not a two-buck fuck. The rooms cost a lot more than that." Apollo shot him a goofy smile but was only met with a dead stare. “For real, Donny, you're a role model and a true part of the Five Fathers. I know how you treat the sons off the stage and if the others saw it too they'd see you have a lot more to offer."

“I can't even show them I'm good enough ON the stage, let alone off."

“You're great on stage though!"

“You saw me out there. Those guys would've kept cheering even if I started reading from the phone book."

“I feel like that's something you would do for a laugh." Apollo giggled.

“FOR A LAUGH! Not as a tease. Yet they just keep cheering." Tears began to well up in Donny's eyes.

“Donny, I-"

“Thanks for the rubs, Apollo, but I just need some time."

Donny left the locker room and stalked to the bathroom. He sat on the toilet and stared down at his paws. His vision blurred fully as he let the tears fall, sucking in shaky breaths and dry heaving into his shirt. As he reached for the toilet paper to wipe his nose, he saw that there was none.

“Oh, great! What else can go wrong today!?"

"Uh...everything okay in there? Do you need toilet paper or something?" A shaky voice said from the stall next to him.

"Oh... I'm so sorry. Actually, I do." Donny felt the blood rush to his cheeks and rubbed his knees.

A feathered hand passed an extra roll to Donny from under the stall. "You must've had a pretty stressful day to be upset about toilet paper."

Donny blew his nose and sighed. "Yeah... People think I'm just a hot dad with no other redeeming qualities. I know I'm more than that, but I have no idea how to show it."

"I'm sure you have something other than your looks. I mean no guy can coast on looks alone."

“I literally lied down on stage during a dance routine and the boys kept cheering." Donny cleared his throat and blew his nose again.

"Well... Either way, they enjoy what you do no matter what. Isn't that a good thing?"

"But the others all have their special thing: Wordplay, Nurturing, and even dadly Wisdom. All I can do is look hot and give the boys super boners..."

"Super boners...?" The person next to him paused, and then said, "Never mind that. The point is that you're just as special too. Not because you give boys.... a boner, but because you're you. Yeah, that's a pretty cheesy answer but you're not them. You don't have to fill their role because you can do whatever you want. Sorry if this doesn't help you with your feelings of self-worth. I'm just a penguin in a bathroom stall wanting to help someone because I want to be kind too."

"You are very kind, kid. Thanks."

"You're welcome." The penguin's voice regained its slightly shaky quality.

"I bet you kill it with all the guys."

The penguin laughed, "Oh no the only thing I kill is the atmosphere."

"Nah, you're a pretty cool guy. I'm sure you've got at least one secret fan."

"Then they should reveal themselves right now."

"You don't like surprises?"

"Only if it's my birthday or it involves food. I tend to eat snacks a lot."

"I like snacks too. They're good after a workout."

"I guess we both have another thing in common, although I'm... a little bit on the heavy side." The penguin gave a dry laugh. “I've never been one to work out."

"It's all good! That's just more to love. You've gotta be more confident, kid."

"I never really had that sort of thing growing up. It's hard for me to be confident in myself."

“Then let's try this. Take a pic of yourself and show me."

“B-but we're in separate stalls," The penguin replied.

“I mean we could always step out and I could look you over." Donny stood up, his boots hitting the floor. "Ready when you are."

The penguin took a deep breath, "M-might as well bite the bullet." He slowly opened the door and dragged his feet out of the stall.

Donny stepped out at the same time and smiled down at him. The penguin was up to his chest in height.

"I hope I don't look too disheveled."

Donny let out a whistle and crossed his arms. A sweet smile and glowing red eyes looked back at him. He was a rockhopper penguin: Donny could tell by the orange beak and spiked yellow feathers on either side of his head. "Damn, you're really cute. Like actually cuter than I expected."

The penguin sharply inhaled and covered his beak. "S-sorry I uh...thank you?" He laughed. "Ha-ha... well you're something else entirely, you... you're very attractive too."

"I've got nothing on you, little man. I can't believe no one has tried to tie you down."

"That probably won't happen for a while, but hey. If you're telling me to be confident, you should be too."

Donny couldn't place his finger on it, but their conversation felt different from any other conversation he'd had with a patron. For one, the kid hadn't moved to try to touch or grope him yet. Nor had he asked to take their conversation somewhere more private.

“What's your name, kid?" Donny crouched slightly so they were eye level.

“Roy, sir." He replied.

“Call me Donny. Or dad. Your choice really."

“Ok, Donny sir." Roy put his hands behind his back and smiled.

“What brings you to the Good Boyz Café?"

“Oh! My friends told me it'd be a good place to help gain some confidence."

“Well there are plenty of dads here that can help you with that." Donny stood back up and turned to leave.

“Like you?"

The bear froze. “M-m-me?"

“Yeah… I-I-it's just that nobody ever really compliments me like that. I kinda just melt..." His hands made all sorts of gestures in his panic.

Donny was shocked. Usually, the boys he talked to would be all over him by now and asking to 'explore him' but this guy was here, sputtering up a storm and being extremely respectful.

"For an Arctic bird, I'm sorry for making you melt." Donny touched his shoulder. He could feel his toes curl at how cringe that line was.

The fidgeting stopped and the penguin looked at Donny's paw. He shuddered softly, "It's no problem. That's just how I function. Besides, I really enjoyed having some company even if it was in a bathroom." He chuckled a bit as he kept staring at Donny's paw, then back to Donny.

"I should get going. Thanks again, Roy. You're an awesome guy, you know that?"

“ME?! Awesome?! I don't know about that, but thank you for thinking so."

He moved his paw and went for the door. “Take care."

“You too." Roy waved at him.

As Donny left the bathroom, he clutched his chest as a sharp pang hit him. The pain faded as soon as it came. Something in the back of his mind told him not to let the penguin go just yet. He agreed, so he waited outside until the bird decided to exit.

Roy left the bathroom and squawked as he crashed into Donny's chest.

He took a moment to feel the bear's soft yet firm pecs before quickly backing away. "S-sorry! I didn't mean to do that!"

"It's ok, really. Did you like what you felt?" Donny flashed his upper fangs.

"M-maybe just a little..." Roy looked down.

"C'mon be honest, kid. I'm not that scary right?"

"Not in the literal sense... but okay yeah I kind of did like that... a lot." Roy's cheeks tinted red.

"I like honesty." Donny steps back and rubs his head. "Hey, umm… I don't usually do this but do you want to maybe go on a walk together with me sometime away from here?"

Roy picked his head up. A walk sounded nice. "Sure. I'm almost always free ha-ha."

"Wait really? You know I meant like a date right?"

"Ah!" He jumped back a bit, hitting the wall. Pushing back the shock of how oblivious he could be, he replied, "Haha yeah. I knew it was a date the entire time and did NOT mistake it for something else." He could feel the sweat drip down his neck as he pushed his smile to comical levels of big. "But yes, I would like to hang out with you, date or no date."

"It's definitely a date." Donny leaned in. "Gotta show you your secret fan cares after all."

Roy let out an awkward laugh, his cheeks gaining an even deeper crimson hue. "I can't wait, Donny... I-I should really give you my number if we're going to g-go on a date."

"Here, I'll put it in your phone."

Roy handed Donny his phone. Donny clicked his number in and added a nice caption to his contact name. Donny XO

Roy leaned over and looked at what Donny typed and covered his face. "Donny! W-well if that's what you wanted then... I won't change it."

Donny slipped the phone back into his hand. "I just like teasing you a bit."

"You're doing a great job."

"I hope you don't mind. I just love the cute faces you make."

"N-no! Not at all! Tease me as much as you want sir-I mean, Donny," Roy said, moving his hands back onto his face. "I may look like a mess n-now but I assure you I like it. This is just my normal reaction to... teasing."

Donny moved Roy's hands and leaned in close. "You gotta let me see your face or I'm teasing you for nothing."

Roy took several deep breaths, unintentionally breathing in Donny's natural bear scent. "A-ha-ha well... my bad," He chuckled, “Well at least I'm seeing your cute face up close now."

Donny leaned in until he was an inch from Roy's beak. "Well, I'll see you soon, Roy~"

Roy gulped and looked away, "Same to you D-D-Donny..."

Donny took the opening and kissed him on the cheek before walking off.

Roy touched the spot where Donny kissed and proceeded to lose consciousness.

A few days later, Donny found himself in front of Martin's office. He gripped the pocket watch that his boss gave him the night he joined the Five Fathers in one hand and his cell phone in the other. He looked down at his phone and saw that it was about 5 minutes to open so he didn't have much time.

He knocked and heard the telltale grunt that meant come in. He pushed the door open and saw Martin with his feet up on the desk, looking up at the ceiling.

“Martin? Can I ask you something?"

Martin kicked his legs down and turned in the other bear's direction. “What's up, Donny? I thought you were still off work?"

“Why did you pick me for the Five Fathers?"

“Wh-what makes you ask that?"

“Is it only because of my looks or because I put out like a two-dollar slut?"

“No!" Martin stood up. “You show the boys here lots of love and give them equal attention. And you can cut the slut stuff. I don't even know what you do when those doors close."

“Then why did you give me the title Ultimate Sex Appeal?" Donny crossed his arms.

“Donny, you're pretty damn hot. You can't deny that."

“Of course. And every other dad has something outside their looks to fall back on. Then there's me, the himbo with a big dick."

“Who made you think this?"

“What does that matter? It's how I feel and I'm sure I'm not the only one."

Martin walked over to Donny and placed his paw on the older bear's shoulder. “Let's talk this out like men."

“Why not get Ronnie to talk? It's what he's good at." Donny shrugged Martin's paw off.

“Whoa, what's gotten into you?"

“I finally found a guy that didn't wanna bang me on sight and it felt amazing. Now I'm not so sure that I like how I've been acting lately."

“Wait…" Martin took a few steps back. “You said there was a guy that was immune to your charm?"

“Well, he definitely found me attractive, but not as attractive as every other guy in this place."

“It's starting earlier than I thought…" Martin stroked his chin and walked back behind his desk.

“What?"

“Oh, nothing. But I want you to know that if you don't want the power anymore, you can just give it back."

“I can?" Donny blinked.

“Yeah, just gimme the watch back." Martin tapped the table.

“It's that simple?"

“Yes."

Donny took a second to think about his decision, then asked, “Would I still be one of the Five Fathers?"

“Also up to you. If you left it'd just be the Four Fathers."

Donny was unsure if just stepping down was the right choice, but he had a few days to think about everything and he knew what had to be done. He brushed his paw over the engraving then placed it on the table.

“I want to step down. Being known as the Ultimate Sex Appeal is something I can do without."

“Maybe one day you could get a new title. You're still a Father in my eyes though."

“Thanks, Martin."

“No problem. Now head on home. I got some paperwork to get done." Martin sat in his chair and pulled out a few blank sheets of paper. He began scribbling a note to someone as Donny closed the door.