Okay. If you haven't read my story (Christmas Morning Fun) then you need to go back and read it (Before you read this). It won't matter too much but it will help. (With names and such)
And to those who have read that story, this is my thanks.
Disclaimer: Me no own.
"Zoe Malaya! Christophor Rei! Come in here. Now!" A red-haired mother yelled.
Two children came tripping down the hall to the living room where their mother was presently standing.
"Yes, Mama?" The four year old Zoe asked innocently. Her mother knew better; she was just like her father.
"What is this?" She pointed angrily at the broken radio; it looked like it had been stomped and ripped apart, multiple times.
"A broken radio." Christophor replied meekly, hiding his eyes. The six year old couldn't lie as well as his little sister but he could pull a fast one on anyone who wasn't their parents.
"Who did it?"
"We dun know, mama." Said the four year old; gazing up at her mother innocently.
"If you two do not feel like coming clean now, fine. We will wait until your father gets home." She said calmly, walking into the kitchen.
The two children look at each other and gulped.
***
"Daddy!" Zoe screamed as she launched herself into her father's arms.
"Hey, sweetheart." He said, kissing her head.
He set her down and she ran back to her bedroom.
His red-haired wife of ten years came out of the kitchen and smiled at him.
"Hey baby." She said, leaning up and kissing his cheek.
"Hey." He said, kissing her lips gently.
He knew she was a little perturbed so he had to ask.
"Something wrong?" He asked, wrapping his arms around her shoulders and pulling her against him.
She sighed. "Chris and Zoe are getting harder and harder to handle. Today they broke the vase on the table and a radio." She let her head fall on his shoulder.
He gave her a gentle squeeze.
"Christophor will be starting first grade soon. Zoe will be starting preschool. You'll have all the free time you need."
She pulled away. "It's not that I want free time, I just want them to stop acting so much like us." She said with a smile.
He chuckled. "We were quite a handful at their age, huh?"
"Yeah. I'm not sure how my uncle handled us for as long as he did."
"Well, we lived. So, they'll live."
"Mhm. I know. But I have a feeling I won't know what to do with myself all day after having at least one of them home for years."
He smiled. "You'll get used to it. You'll be hanging out with your friends more and you might even be able to get a part-time job."
Her face lit up. "Good idea! I could do something from home or work somewhere part-time so I cans still pick up Chris and Zoe!"
"Whatever you want to do is fine by me."
Her smile slowly turned seductive; she stood up on her toes and laid a kiss on his lips.
"Mmm." He moaned into the kiss; continuously pulling her against him, trying to get closer to her.
"Mine." He says against her lips.
She smiles and pulls back.
"I'm yours; forever. And you're mine; always."
"Forever and always, baby."
"You're so corny."
"So are you." He says childishly.
"Nu uh." She shakes her head.
"Yeah huh." He nods his head.
"Nope." She crosses her arms.
"I'll prove it." He picks her up and deposits her on the couch; promptly falling on top of her.
She squeals as he kisses her neck.
Seconds later a small throat was cleared and they spring apart hastily, like two teenagers caught red-handed.
The both turn in unison to see Chris and Zoe staring at them.
"Daddy?" Zoe asks innocently.
"Yes, sweetheart?"
"Are you hurting mommy?" The little girl's brow furrowed in confusion.
"No . . . I was . . . Planning a TICKLE FIGHT!" He reached out and pulled both kids to him.
"Get mommy!" Zoe proclaimed suddenly.
"Get mom!" Chris agreed.
Their dad complied.
"MORGEAD!!!!!" Jez shrieked.
***
It's been ten years since Jez and Morgead got married on Valentine's Day.
Hannah and Thierry's twins, Sarah and Andrew, and Keller and Galen's only child, Ithyca, will be turning ten soon and going into fourth grade.
Sarah was still her brother's protector and they stuck together like glue.
Ithyca was spoiled rotten but, as an only child, everyone agreed that she needed to be spoiled.
Raven and Val had given up on getting pregnant. They tried everything they could but nothing worked.
Claire went off to college and came home in love. She was enthralled with Blake and him with her. They now lived together and, unknowingly to Claire, Blake would be proposing very soon.
And Thistle was still rambunctious Thistle.
At the moment, it was still summer break but school was only a few weeks away.
***
It was Saturday morning at the breakfast table when Zoe asked a father's second most dreaded question.
"Daddy, will you take me shopping for clothes?" She asked after she took a swallow of her orange juice.
Shopping. In, girlie, pink stores. Morgead shuddered.
"Will you Daddy?" Zoe asked, bringing him out of his imaginative, self-induced torture.
"I thought Mommy was taking you?"
Zoe shook her head. "She had to take Chris to the doctor's later and she said she won't be able to take me." Zoe sniffled.
"Well, why don't you guys go tomorrow?"
"'Cause Daddy! I need to get my clothes today, before everybody else takes them all!"
Morgead laughed. "Sweetie, I don't think all the clothes will be gone before tomorrow."
"All the good ones will." She said despairingly.
"Sweetie-"
"And Daddy, I can't go to school in my baby clothes. I'm four now, I need new clothes. Please Daddy?" She sniffled and looked at him pleadingly.
He sighed. I have a feeling I'll be condemning myself with these next words.
"Fine. Get ready. We'll leave in an hour."
***
"Come on, Dad. All the good clothes are gonna be gone if we don't hurry." Zoe said as she drags her father through the mall.
"Okay, okay." He picked up the pace.
They got to the door of the store and stopped dead.
"You like Gap Kids?" He dad asked, astonished.
"Yeah. What, did you think I'd wanna go to Limited Too?" She asked.
He fidgeted. "Well, yeah. You're a girl."
She shook her head and walked in to the crowded store.
Morgead sighed and followed her warily.
He walked up behind Zoe just as she pulled a pile of t-shirts down on top of her head.
"Watch it." He said amusedly as he pulled the clothes away to see her laughing smile.
"That's what you're here for."
"Oh, so, you're just using me for my height?" He smiled.
She shrugged. "That and your money."
He laughed and picked her up. "You little munchkin."
She giggled as he tickled her sides. "Stop. Please." She said breathlessly.
He set her down.
He looked around the store to see women and children galore.
"You were right. There are a lot of people."
His daughter wasn't paying any attention to him as she combed through a pile of green t-shirts; trying to find her size.
She mumbled an 'aha' as she pulled a shirt from the pile of clothes she'd been looking through.
"Here." She placed it into her father's awaiting arms and walked over to some blue shirts; starting the process all over again.
"How long are we going to be here?" Her father whined.
"Daddy." She giggled.
"What?" He looked down at her. Her hands were on her hips and she was shaking her head in such a way that reminded him of his wife.
"You sound just like Chris." She smiled.
"Well, he may have your mother's red hair but he's got my charming personality."
She rolled her eyes. "Sure daddy. I believe you."
"You better." He smiled.
Zoe finished up her shopping then drug her father to the check-out.
***
Here is the sequel to Christmas Morning Fun.
Here's the deal. I won't write another CH if ya'll don't give me some ideas.
This story is focusing on the children.
Zoe and Chris and maybe the other children, if you want that. (Sarah, Andrew, Ithyca)
But here is the deal. You need to be telling me things you wanna read.
Like Zoe's first day of school. Or, Chris' first kiss. It can be pretty much anything really. (Nothing dirty please)
Whatever you wanna read. And if you ask, I might even do it in their POV.
If I'm swamped with stories, which I have been or this would've been out sooner, I will send a message to whoever told me what to write and let them know.
I will also let you know when I'll be using your CH idea. (Approx. date)
So, this is, basically, you getting your own author to write out the scenes you want to read. (That's pretty much exactly what it is)
I think that might be it.
Thanks for reading.
And I hope to be getting some ideas soon!
Eamarat
OH YEAH. The CHs can skip two years and then backtrack a month. You don't have to progress slowly with their age. Any date.