A/N: Ages: Max, Iggy, and Fang are 10, Nudge is 8, Gazzy is 4, and Angel is 2.
I was sitting on my bed, listening to music when I heard crying. I pulled my ear-buds out and went into the living room. Angel was crying. Jeb left to go get food, so I picked her up.
"What's wrong, Angel." I asked, playing with her blonde hair. She wrinkled her nose and kept crying. "Oh, Crap." I said. I knew I had to change her diaper. "Iggy! Fang! Get your butts in Angel's room NOW!" I yelled, on my way upstairs.
I laid Angel on her diaper changing table when Iggy and Fang got here. "What?" Iggy asked. I sighed.
"Angel. Diaper. Change. Now." I said. His blue eyes widened.
"Nuh uh!" Iggy ran out of the room.
"Thanks for your help! I appreciate it!" I yelled. I heard a faint, 'No problem' from downstairs. I shook my head. Angel looked at me, I looked at Fang, and Fang looked at Angel. I grabbed the diaper and wipes from underneath the table and unbuttoned Angel's pants. I started when Fang grabbed my arm.
"No." He shoved me out of the way. I swear, Angel and I had the same expression of confusion as Fang started changing her diaper.
"When did you learn to do that?" I asked. He shrugged as he put Angel's pants back on.
"Fang!" Angel giggled. Fang smiled at her as he picked her up. Smiled! He freaking SMILED!
"All done!" Fang said in a baby voice. I kept myself from laughing out loud. He made baby faces and I couldn't help but laugh a little. He was kind of adorable. Wait... What?