Helena had been up very early this morning, just after dawn trying to persuade Duncan back to sleep. He was nearly a year old but he still refused to sleep through the night, instead choosing to wake early and keep her up until about eight or nine and then falling into a peaceful sleep. By the time she had succeed, the terror duo were up and ready to play. Sebastian was such a mild mannered child when he was alone, he reminded Helena so much of Liam, but the second you put him in the same room as Marcus, he went ballistic. The two of them could bounce of the walls from dawn til dusk.
Helena had coffee in hand as she made the boys breakfast, it was simple toast. They couldn't make too much of a mess with that. Helena placed in front of them on the table. "Sebastian, now can you watch your brother while mummy takes a shower?"
"Why does Sebastian have to watch me?" Marcus sulked.
"Because you're a baby." Sebastian said.
"Am not, Mum tell him I'm not a baby."
"But you are a baby."
Marcus threw himself at Sebastian, fists flying. Helena quickly separated the two of them. They were either as thick as thieves or at each other's throats there was no middle ground with these two. "Okay that's enough, nobody is a baby."
Sebastian was so cute he nodded and gave a little yeah while he ate his toast. "Can we watch TV?" He asked in his good boy voice.
"Not until you finish."
Helena headed for the shower, quickly made her way in and out and was back to the kitchen fully dressed in less than five minutes. She stared in horror at the war zone she saw, there was jam and butter across every surface, the toast had somehow migrated to the ceiling and the boys sat there in their pyjamas in front of the TV while, they watched cartoons. Helena was ready to hit the roof, how could they have done so much in so little time. "Boys!" she fumed, as she stomped into the living room. "What did you do?"
"Marcus accidently flicked some jam on me so I threw my toast at him and then he threw it back at me and then I threw it back at him and then we had a war in the kitchen, but we were attacked by pirates so we had to ruin the cupboards in order to make a quick escape into the living room where we were safe as it was land." Sebastian had always been a creative child and had good verbal skills; Helena was suspicious as to how he was so alike to his father.
"Okay this is what we're going to do. We're going to clean that kitchen until it sparkles like a freshly polished deck, and then you two are going to march to your rooms and think about what you did, is that understood."
"But Sebastian started it." Marcus whined.
"Nu-uh."
"Ya-hu."
"Stop it, I don't care who started it I'm finishing it." It was then that Helena heard the last thing she needed at the moment, a screaming Duncan from down the hall. "Turn that off right now and when I get back with your brother you better have started cleaning."
Helena raced down the hall to collect Duncan. "You're going to be good for mummy at all times aren't you sweetie." She cooed as she made her way back to the boys. Her eyes almost popped out of her head as she saw what the kitchen had become the water was running full blast from the sink as water and bubbles overflowed onto the floor. Helena was ready to scream as she once again found the boys in front of the TV. "What is this?"
"It's cleaning itself." Sebastian chimed in without looking away from the screen for one minute.
"Hold your brother." Helena said passing Duncan to Sebastian. As she ran for the sink almost ripping the thing out as she slipped and turned the tap off at the same time. Helena landed flat on her but. "Boys go to your rooms now." She snarled.
Helena spent the good part of an hour cleaning the mess that was the kitchen while taking care of Duncan. She scrubbed her desire to murder her sons away with the eventual completion of the task. Helena was just finished changing Duncan when she heard noise coming from Sebastian's room. It was almost like cheering as Helena crept closer she could make out what they were saying. "I'm beating you Marcus."
Helena opened the door to see the most disgusting thing she had seen in her life. There was Sebastian and Marcus both stand on the edge of Sebastian's bed pissing into the draws, all over clean cloths. "That's it!" Helena yelled. She laid Duncan down safely before grabbing the boys by the back of their necks and putting their faces right in the draw. "What the hell where you thinking, were you raised in a barn? This is filthy and now I'm going to have to clean it up."
"Good thing she hasn't seen the hole." Marcus whispered as Sebastian slapped him over the back of the head.
Helena turned around and closed the door to find a gigantic hole in the wall. She peered inside at her risk, to fins black smelling garbage in the wall. "Are those rotten apple cores?"
"Yeah and some veggies and a dead lizard and some chips and half of a cookie and some green stuff we didn't put in there." Marcus said proudly. "We're making a potion."
Helena was shaking with rage her fists clutched tight, fingernails digging in to her skin as she repeated. "Do not hit the children, do not hit the children, do not hit the children." Each time she said it her voice rose a little bit.
They sat in the living room while Sebastian stood in one corner and Marcus in the other. Helena played with Duncan as they stood there in silence. "Mummy can we come back now?" Marcus said turning around.
"I don't know, are you ever going to mark your territory like an animal again?"
"No Mummy I promise."
"Alright then, how about you Sebastian are you ready to come back yet?"
"Yes Mum."
"Alright you two play with your brother while I make us some lunch, how about you go outside and I'll bring lunch to you."
Helena came out into the backyard with the food; the day had gotten even worst Marcus was jumping out of the window and into a pile of leaves, while Sebastian played wizard in the mud with Duncan. Helena ran to Duncan first. "No sweetie we don't eat the mud." She said as she pulled his hand away from his mouth, by what she could tell he'd already indulged a little before she had gotten there. Next she took care of Sebastian who was covered from head to toe in thick brown mud. Helena pulled him by the ear as she made her way back to the house. "Marcus Drake you have exactly three seconds to stop what you are doing before I throw you into next week."
Marcus hid deeper in his pile of leaves fearing his mother's fury. When Helena finally made it there pulling Sebastian and trying to stop Duncan from eating the remaining mud off his hands, Marcus had appeared, with splotches of dirt all over and leaves tangled within his hair. Helena gave Marcus a stare that would have made grown men cry as she led them all to the bathroom. Helena ran the water, as her back was turned Sebastian slowly headed for the door. "Don't you dare." Helena spat.
Helena did Duncan first clearly away all of that yucky Mud. He was sleepy when she was done, it always worked the kid was asleep by the time he left the water. "Now I'm going to put him to bed and if either of you does anything that could be considered naughty, I don't what I'll do, but trust me you won't like it."
Helena returned to a bathroom not completely in disarray, there were a few suds on the floor and they were drenched as though they had had a splash war, so she was relatively pleased with them. Until Helena slipped on the soap causing her to see that the ceiling was covered in suds and soap marks and shampoo and conditioner. Helena fought the urge to scream as she scrubbed those to almost the point of pain. By the time she had the boys washed, dried, clothed and ready for dinner it was just after dusk.
Helena ran to hers and Liam's room, to find him there fully dressed and sexy as ever. She planted a big kiss on him before saying. "This is your entire fault, so tag you're it."
"What's my entire fault?"
"These kids you got me pregnant three times so you deal with them. Oh and have fun with what they did to the bathroom." Suddenly Duncan began to cry. "That's your job; I'm retiring for the night."
"What happened to you?"
"It's been a long day, a very long day."
