My little angels.
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Gilbert was running with Vincent.
"Come on, Vincent!" Gilbert said, pulling Vincent with him. They could hear him getting closer. Out of nowhere they were grabbed. They turned to see Jack.
"Darn it! We got caught." Vincent said. Jack smiled at them. He ruffled there hair.
"How are my boys?" Jack asked, smiling.
"Good, master Jack." Gilbert said, smiling.
"Good." Vincent said, his cheeks where slightly pink.
"That's good." Jack said, kissing both boys cheeks. Both the boys turned red as a tomato. Jack chuckled.
"Lets go, its getting late we should get home." Jack said, lifting the boys off the ground. Both giggled. They liked to be carried. Jack carried them all the way home.
"Hey, Oswald! I brought the rug rats home." Jack said, setting the two down, carefully.
"I'm glad to see you and both of them." Oswald said, smiling. He put Gilbert on his shoulders, Jack put Vincent on his, both of them started running around. Both boys were laughing. Life had never been better then it was with Jack and Oswald. Both boys couldn't help but smile at how happy there life was at that time.
Soon after both had to go to bed after all Gilbert's coming of age ceremony was tomorrow. Both boys kissed Glen and Jack good-night, then went to bed. Little did they know there happiness would soon be killed by there other happiness.
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I hope you, guys like it!
I'm starting to think I write to many story's about Jack and Gilbert and Oz.