Cocoa Chaos

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B´Elanna and Tom has got three children. Annie, Benny and Celin. They are both civilians.

Their table is covered with toast, marmelade and cheese. On the sink stands a tall pitched filled with cold cocoa.

Benny jumps up on the sink to reach a clean glass and knocks the pitcher down.

Tom screams; "Oh no! There goes this weeks supply of cocoa!"

"Which one of us can afford being late to work?"

"I´ll stay and dry this up, you ga and give the ids a ride to the care center."

"Then I´ll need the car."

"I´ll run to work! Now, go, go, go!"

B´Elanna and the three noisy children left and a peacefull quietness lowered over the house.

Tom took a rag from a closet and oggled at the cuckoo clock at the wall. He was already late.

Lying on his hands and knees wiping cocoa of the floor he misses the times when he and B´Elanna were alone and Neelix took care of all the dirty work in the Messhall.

Not that he regretted having children, but sometimes it was almost tooo much.

Tom had to run up and change his clothes again and when he locks the housedoor and walks, halfruns towards his job he´s already twenty minutes late.



End, 3/1/2002 *Tha1nonlyvoygirl*