(Buckley)
After his brothers had gotten back from their cool mission, Buckley felt very grumpy about the fact that he'd been left behind. He pouted and didn't want to talk to his bros. For a while, Andrew tried to get him to stop being so grumpy. As for Drake, he simply went to the couch and fell asleep (this makes him seem like a bum, but, the thing is, despite being stronger, Drake's magic now tired him out much more than it had before). As such, Andrew was on his own (Chompy was out cold too).

(Andrew)
For the next two hours, Andrew kept on trying to cheer Buckley up, all the while thinking of what had happened w/ Gester and giving Drake the occasional chin scratch. Andrew wasn't sure how to feel about that strange fusion, and he kept on wondering what had happened to get him the way he was. Thankfully, though, Buckley eventually stopped being a small grump (good thing too, because Grey and Cedric were due back soon along w/ Azrael).
"But why can't I go w/ you three?" Buckley asked as Andrew carried him over to the couch.
Andrew sighed as he set Buckley next to a sleeping Drake and went to the kitchen.
"I've told you already," Andrew said as he got out some ingredients to make a sandwich, "You're too small and young, our dads (more specifically C-dad) would have a conniption if I let you, and, finally, you still don't know how to summon your SOUL weapons. Did I miss anything?"
"But I can still be of use!" Buckley said, feeling like he was being put down, "What about my detective skills, or the fact that my small size makes me a harder target, huh?"
"Your "detective skills" could use some work, and your small size doesn't mean anything if you can't defend yourself, little buddy."
At that, Buckley groaned in exasperation.
"Oh, come on, don't be like that," Andrew said as he came back w/ a ham sandwich, "You know that you won't have to wait for much longer before you're allowed to."
"I know, but I hate that I have to wait..." Buckley complained.
"I know, I feel you. I promise that you can go w/ me and Drake when you're old enough, though," Andrew said while munching on his sandwich.
"...You mean it?" Buckley asked w/ a pout.
Andrew winked w/ a smile.
"Of course, bud."
"Ok..."
They then hugged onto the part of sleeping Drake that had sleeping Chompy and watched some TV.