Title: Big Time Sequel

Summary: This is the sequel to Big Time Accident. This is their life after the wedding with the four children. There are so many surprises to this story.

(Short Summary)

Warning: Um...make up your own

Disclaimer: I don't own Big Time Rush or as my other brother says By Time Much. (That wasn't funny and I don't get it.) Also I don't own the random celebrities I throw in here.

Princess Dork: Missed me? No. Okay. I am making a sequel to my original story Big Time Accident. If you haven't read it. Do so, so you can understand. If you have read this Proceed with the enjoyment of the story.

After the wedding everything seemed fine til it was time to buy a house. "Well, I would actually like one back in Minnesota." Logan told me randomly one day.

"Look Logan. I hate Minnesota and besides I don't want to go back to the midwest." I said as I was cleaning Feather up. She had just made a mess, spitting her milk everywhere. I'm glad this one doesn't breast feed. "But Diamond," Logan whined. "It's fun in Minnesota." I held Feather at a distance from me as I turned to look at Logan.

"Logan I already have my own apartment here. Why don't we stay here?" I asked him trying to find a towel. Where did I put that towel? I asked myself. Logan held the towel opened for Feather. He sighed LOUDLY. "What now?" I asked a slight Irritation moving in from the north bound.

"I really want to go back." He pleaded with those puppy dogs eyes. You looked away just as a crying Jet was on the floor and a screaming August laying on the bed and a laughing Kitten. Wait do babies even laugh so young? Kitten has a problem at such a young age. Logan and I look at each other and already knew. He put Feather in the makeshift baby bed he had made and scurried to Jet laying on the floor crying. "Poor baby. What happened?" Logan asked knowing well enough he can't speak. Logan glared at me, but didn't say anything. I went to a hollering August. I wanted to shake him so bad. His screams was like a fires truck siren. Loud and annoying. I swore I was against child abuse and I'm sticking with it. Kitten's laughter got unusually creepier than the first. I wondered why Carlos and Niall like this little bundle of...what's the word...child. I cooed to August. "Mommy is here. Everything is better now." Logan didn't say anything else about Minnesota. I was pretty happy until night fall.

~~~Night Fall~~~

"Baby," Logan put his arm around my waist.

"What?" I asked trying to go to sleep.

"Minnesota is a great place to live." AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH hear we go.

I turned around, so I can be facing Logan Mitchell. "Logan. Please shut up." I patted his face. He didn't move.

He sighed. "Diamond, you never been there before." I looked at him as he said that.

"Yes I have. And I didn't like it. It was too quite." I then turned away from him trying to go back to sleep.

"Saint Paul was really boring. I'm never going back there again." Logan imitated my voice. This time I flipped around leaning on my arm for support as I faced Logan for what felt like the hundredth time that night. Just before I was about to open my mouth the baby monitor revealed a crying...one of them babies. Logan was the one to get up to go see which one of the babies was that. "Think about it will ya?" He asked before leaving. He returned a few minutes later with Jet. Of course Jet...and Kitten..Crazy ass Kitten was finally crying. Not that was a good thing. "Here can you hold Kitten while I put Jet in between us." He handed me Kitten and then sat Jet down. Jet wasn't sleep he was sucking his toes. Talk about Daddy's Little boy. I gave Logan a sneaky smile. He probably didn't see it.. I looked down at Kitten who was also sucking her toes. Weird and gross. At least their feet was clean. "Did you think about it." It wasn't a question. I looked at Logan confused as he turned the light on. I was wondering when he was going to do that. He smiled and hoped back in bed bouncing a foot sucking Jet. Logan looked at me breast feeding Kitten. "Think about what?" I asked as his gaze shifted from Kitten to mine.

"Minnesota." I groaned wanting him to drop the subject.

"What about your friends?" I asked. Logan looked at me like yeah what about them. "The band."

"Gustavo is giving us a year or more off." I was surprised and my face showed it. "He wants to go home abd spend some time with your mom and Liam."

"Really?' I asked knowing well enough that mom gave her manger of the band title to someone else because Gustavo asked. Logan waited for me to say something else. "What's that smell?" I asked Logan who looked down at Jet who was just grinning away. "It's Jet." Logan said taking him to the bathroom.

"What are you doing Logan?" I yelled from the room.

"Changing his diaper." He responded. I laughed a little noticing that Kitten was asleep now. I took her off my nipple and wiped her mouth before laying her down next to me. I fixed my shirt and layed down next to Crazy Kitten.

Shortly after Logan appeared with three more kids. I groaned as he laid them all next to me. Feather kicked me in the face and August burped right by Kitten's ear who seem oblivious to anything while she was asleep. "Logan really?" I asked moving Feather away from. She rolled over a now sleeping Jet and a playful August. Logan only nodded. "So, what do you say?" He asked with hope in his eyes.

"It's only been two days since the wedding and you want to move." He nodded still hoping. "Fine. I guess it want hurt to move to whatever Minnesota." I told him. He jumped off the bed tripping as he did so. He bumped his head on the night stand. "Are you okay?" I asked pushing Feather away again as she kept rolling over towards me. "Yeah." He gave a thumbs up. Then he came back to bed. "That hurt." He said rubbing his head.

"Of course it will." I yawned closing my eyes.

"You know Feather is still up?" He chuckled. "Is August up?" I asked. "No." Logan replied switching the light off.

"Good." I yawned again causing Logan to chuckle.

Princess Dork: OMG OMG OMG! I tripped and hit my head too...That's where this idea came from. How was it. The sequel I mean.

Me too. I liked it.

Do Babies laugh when there barely two months? I dunno.

My friend told me when her daughter was born she was laughing when the doctor hit her, so I was like weird. And now I'm using it.

I know right? A whole Year? Gustavo is so nice.

Sorry for bad spelling and other things.

THANKS TO DANA2184 AND CHYNADOLL FOR RECOMMENDING A SEQUEL! I LIKE TO YELL!

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