A/N: I'm going to try and set this whole story in the POV of Freddie, but if I ever decided to use someone else's characters I will state clearly
I was woken from my peaceful slumber by the sound of my youngest daughter's cries echoing through the house, beside me my wife stirred but made no attempt at getting out the bed meaning I was going to be left to see to our daughter. Quickly untangling myself from the warm embrace I was situated in I climbed out of bed as Sam rolled onto her side; quietly as I could I slipped out the bedroom and began to make my way down the hall to the noise of the cries. Luckily the noise had not woken up anyone else as I opened the door and spotted Sophie who was stood up and holding onto the sides of her cot as tears spilled down her cheeks.
"Aw sweetie, are you hungry?" I asked as I walked over and lifted her out of the cot, placing her on my hip and kissing her on the cheek, she didn't stop crying all together but she did calm down ever so slightly; like she knew she was just about to be fed. I grabbed her favourite teddy bear and placed it in her hand as I headed for the kitchen.
I pulled open the fridge and grabbed a bottle of breast milk from the top shelf and placed it in the microwave to warm up. Sophie was still crying on my hip but it had quietened down a lot, I started to bounce her up and down a bit to make the crying stop fully, luckily it worked as she stopped crying and began laughing. I always loved when I made one of my daughters laugh, watching them laugh in that adorable way made me smile every time. The microwave beeped signalling the milk was ready, I checked the milk temperature on my own skin as I felt Sophie getting excited on my hip knowing she was about to get fed. I placed the bottle tip inside her mouth as she began to suck the milk eagerly. Once she was feed and burped and I'd checked to see if she needed changing before I set her back down to sleep; she was always good when it came to sleep, compared to her older sisters who had kept us up all night. Sophie only tended to wake up once or twice at the most during the night.
By the time I had Sophie asleep again it was half 6 and sine she'd probably be awake again by 8 I didn't really see the point of going back to bed so I walked back downstairs to the living room and turned on TV, ready to watch some re-runs of The Big Bang Theory.
Round about half 7, I decided to make some breakfast, living with 4 daughters under the age of 7 we hardly ever got to sleep past 8am. Searching the fridge I found the fresh pack of bacon which I'd bought yesterday on the way home from work. I also decided to make some toast and boiled eggs along with food for the kids. I was trying to get the oven temperature right to boil the egg when I felt two arms wrap around my body, embracing me from behind.
"Something smells nice!" Sam said into my back, making it hard for me to understand. As soon as I had the temperature right I turned round and wrapped my arms around her waist, Sam's arms automatically going round my neck. For someone who had just woken up she looked beautiful, her hair was slightly out of place like it was most morning, she still had a fresh coat of sleep on her eyes and she was dressed in just on of my old shirts and her boy shorts.
"Just cooking breakfast for my beautiful wife on Valentine's Day!" I told her, leaning down to kiss her pulling away when I heard a cough. Taylor, our 4 year old daughter, was stood in the doorway. She was sucking her thumb and carrying her rag doll in her hand; at the same time Sophie began to cry from her bedroom.
"I'll go see to her!" Sam told me, unwrapping herself from the embrace and heading out the kitchen, giving Taylor a little pat on the head.
"Want to come help Daddy with breakfast?" I asked and she nodded, walking over as I stuck out my hand, out of our 4 daughter Taylor was definitely the shyest and most cautious, even when it came to me and Sam although everyone said she was more of a daddy's girl.
I picked her up and sat her down on the counter beside the oven, making sure I told her not to touch the oven at any time. Together we managed to make breakfast; she helped me get Sam's place ready at the table where I'd set out a red rose as well. She also helped when getting her own breakfast, which was just simply some fruit, cut up and put in the bowl. I obviously didn't let her anywhere near the knife but I let her put the fruit in the bowl herself before she decided she no longer wanted to help and went to sit at the table. I also made myself some fruit and joined her at the table planning to ask her if she had a good sleep when Sam returned, carrying Sophie on her hip as tears still spilled from her eyes.
"I only fed her about an hour or so ago so she probably just needs changing; I'll do it and you can eat your breakfast!" I told Sam, standing up and taking Sophie from her.
"Ok!" she replied giving me a quick peck on the lips before sitting back into the seat I'd just vacated beside Taylor; and I exited the kitchen I heard Sam ask her about her sleep. I walked up to the bathroom, bouncing Sophie on my hip.
After I had her changed, I walked down the hall and knocked onto the twin's door; Rachel and Katie where the oldest, both aged 7. I opened the door after knocking and saw them both sleeping soundly in there beds, if it wasn't for them having to be up to go to an adventure park we were heading too.
"Come on, it's time to wake up!" I said, shaking Katie slightly then moving for Rachel and doing the same, they both stirred but didn't wake up, like there mother they were both lazy when it came to morning.
"I don't want to be having to come back in 5 minutes because you're still in bed." I told them before exiting the room, decided it was probably for the best to get Sophie back downstairs and placed in her high chair. I entered the kitchen to find Sam and Taylor in the middle of a conversation; Taylor was still eating her breakfast whereas Sam's plate was completely empty. I carefully placed Sophie into her high chair before grabbing my bowl of fruit and sitting back down on the other side of Taylor who was clearly in the middle of telling Sam about her dream last night. I didn't catch much, just something about her been able to get on stage with Disney princesses. Eventually Rachel and Katie entered the kitchen, still looking like they were asleep, we probably shouldn't have allowed them to share a bedroom since they stay up all night talking to each other. Sam was about to get up and fix them breakfast when the doorbell rang, earning a confused look to appear on her face.
"Is that your mom already? God she likes to be early!" Sam moaned, my mom was suppose to be looking after Sophie today since she was too young to go to the adventure park.
"You go answer the door, I'll make the kids there breakfast!" I told Sam standing up myself.
"Ok, but your mom will probably have a field day when she see's me dressed in just some boy shorts and your shirt." Sam said with a smirk as she exited the kitchen. It was true, mom hadn't seen Sam in anything shorter than the dress she wore to our engagement party which stopped just above her knees. My mom was never keen on short outfits, probably why she liked Sam only a smidgen more than Carly.
I set about making the twins there normal breakfast which was a bowl of frosties each. They'd sat down in the seats which me and Sam had just vacated beside Taylor and all three were having some conversation about a TV show they all watched. I placed the bowls in front of the girls before deciding to get a head start on the washing up, I knew Sam would never do it and if I didn't that would leave my mom.
"You're such a cheesy nub you know that" I heard Sam say and turned around to find her carrying a big bouquet of red roses which I'd completely forgotten about, I'd ordered them last night after work to be surprise.
"Sorry for been romantic, maybe I should cancel our dinner date tonight as well!" I said with a chuckle, turning back to the sink.
"No need to do that, just get me a vase of water to put them in!" Sam said as she once again wrapped her arms around me from behind, before standing up on her tiptoes and kissing me softly on my cheek. Earning an ew from our daughters which made us both laugh as Sam let go and heading into the living room, picking up the roses as she went. I opened the cupboard under the sink and grabbed a glass vase and filled it with water, as Taylor came up beside me and placed her now empty bowl in the sink.
"Can you take this to mommy, but be extra careful not to drop it." I asked Taylor and she nodded, setting down her rag doll on the counter top and very carefully taking hold of the vase; walking at about 1 mile per hour into the living room, focused on not dropping it. Once she was out of eye view I turned back and started the dishes once again.
An hour later and we were almost ready to go, mom hadn't arrived yet and I could hear Rachel and Katie arguing upstairs. I heard footsteps on the stairs, then a moment later Sam entered holding Sophie on her hip and Taylor's hand in her own. They both seemed ready to go, both wearing suitable clothing.
"What they fighting about?" I asked as I continued packing the back pack, placing the camera inside a zip pocket.
"Who gets to wear the red converse and who has to wear the black converse, honestly I told you we should have just bought them a pair each." Sam said as Taylor left go of her hand a sat down on the sofa so she could place Sophie on her play mat. The door bell rang and I shouted a simple come in, the door opened revealing Carly and Brad who had offered to come with us and help us with the kids.
"Hey guys!" they said as they walked into the living room, Taylor getting up to give them a hug. Carly and Brad had been married about 4 years now and were always doing stuff with us and the kids.
"Hey Carls, Brad. As soon as Freddily's mom gets here we'll be ready to go!" Sam said, standing back up straight as Sophie began playing around with the shapes dangling above her head.
"Need any help?" Brad asked, Carly sitting down on the sofa with Taylor.
"Could you possibly get Taylor's pushchair from the garage?" I asked him and he nodded as I pulled the keys from my back pocket and handed them over.
"I'm a big girl now I don't need a pushchair!" Taylor said, crossing her arms over chest and pouting.
"We know baby doll, we just thought you might be abit tired after the adventure park!" Sam said, sitting down on the other side of her.
"Well I can just have daddy pick me up!" she told Sam making me laugh as I went to get some bottles of water from the fridge.
"Sweetie we are just taking the pushchair in case, if you'd rather take a nap in daddy's arms your more than welcome, but we'll still take the push chair just in case!" Sam told Taylor, who nodded her head as I walked back into the living room. Spotting Rachel and Katie coming down the stairs as well, there argument must have been settled; but then I noticed that as they entered the living room they both wore one black shoe and one red.
"Aunt Carly!" they both exclaimed, jumping down beside her as Carly chuckled at them and pulling them in for a hug, Brad re-entering the house carrying the pink pushchair as I finally finished with the back pack, just as the doorbell rang. Sam got up and went to open the door, knowing it would be my mom as she was due to look after Sophie. Like predicted my mom stood there, she half smiled at Sam before entering the house and joining us all in the living room. Taylor, Rachel and Katie all getting up for a hug; which she gladly obliged to, turning to me once they'd returned to the sofa.
"Here's 30$, ten each for them to get something nice at the gift shop. I'm thinking of taking Sophie to the mall so I'll get her something there." My mom told me, handing over the money; which I quickly shoved into my pocket.
"Thanks mom, so why you heading to the mall?" I asked, Sam entering the living room with her own bag, giving me a look to say lets go now.
"I need to pick up a few bits and bobs; any of you 4 like me to pick anything up?" My mom asked and we all shook our heads; I grabbed the back pack and was about to ask if everyone was ready when Sam spoke up.
"Actually, I just realised, if you're passing a chemist or another store that sells pills and similar things could you pick me up some contraceptive pills I'm almost out!" Sam said reaching for some money, my mouth practically dropped at her statement and I felt myself begin to turn red with embarrassment; from the sofa I could see Brad and Carly look awkward and my mom had gone a pale white. I'm pretty sure, despite us having four kids, mom had never thought about me and Sam been sexual active. Mom was very prude when it came to that topic and never once it 21 years of living with her had the word sex or sexual intercourse ever left her lips; if she wasn't happy with me having sex now I sure don't want her to ever find out I lost my virginity back in junior year of high school. My mom seemed to be stood frozen in place and didn't even reach to take the money from Sam; giving me the perfect chance of a quick exit.
"Right we're off mom, we should be back around 6." I said, although she still didn't move, but I ushered everyone out the house.
"I can't believe you said that to my mom!" I stated once we were officially down the drive, we were catching a bus to the train station and then getting a train to the adventure park since there was two many of us to ride in the car.
"Come on dude, even your mom knows it's a natural human thing to do; how else did her 4 grand daughters get made, or you get made?" Brad said, he was carrying the pushchair since no one had claimed it from him and Taylor was refusing to sit in it.
"That's where your wrong Brad, Freddie's mom is the freak who had a baby when she was a virgin!" Sam scoffed, and I give her an annoyed look, about to retaliate when Brad spoke first.
"How's that possible? That's right it's not!" Brad said, looking utterly confused.
"Freddie's mom here is such a freak that she wanted a child but she didn't trust anyone so she used a sperm bank!" Sam replied, making me annoyed, why did they have to talk about my creation; it was something I liked to keep secret.
"No way, you were made from a sperm donor!" Brad asked, clearly shocked; making me even more annoyed, I was about to reply when Taylor tugged on my jeans, turning my attention to her.
"Daddy, what is sperm?" she asked, both myself and Sam's mouths dropped while Carly and Brad stifled a laugh.
"It's something to do with old boys like daddy and uncle Brad baby girl, don't worry about it!" Sam told her, and she simply nodded. I held my hand out and she grabbed onto it as we made our way round the corner, the subject immediately been dropped. Sam joined my side, as Carly and Brad walked a little way in front and in front of them Rachel and Katie walked, they were holding hands and talking about something.
A/N: and I'm going to finish this chapter here, I've actually already started the next chapter, it was to be the same as this because it's going to be them at the adventure park but I thought then the chapter would either be really long, or the adventure park would be crap and rushed because I'd try and make it as less words as possible. So depending on the response on this chapter, I should have the next one uploaded within the next few days.