AN: Yay, another chapter! :D
"Owww! Stop it!"
"Alfin!"
David Seville sighed from his place in his easy-chair downstairs, oblivious, for the moment, of the chaos going on above. He had his feet propped up and a newspaper in his hands, hoping he'd finally get his little break.
But he should have known...with three rambunctious toddlers running around, there was no breaks.
Not even during nap time.
Alvin hated naps. Every day during nap time, he'd wait until his brothers fell asleep...
Then he would strike.
It all started at daycare, during one of the few times Dave had managed to get them to stay there for the full day. It was an attempt to get them ready for when they actually had to go to school, but most times he'd end up picking them up before the day was over.
Usually it was because he missed them, but sometimes he'd end up getting a call from the teachers demanding he get Alvin out of there.
Because Alvin hated naps...
The complaints weren't even due to the fact he wouldn't take a nap. Oh no, they weren't due to what he didn't do during naptime...they were due to what he did do.
At daycare, Alvin would wait until the other children fell asleep. Then, he'd wait until the teachers turned their backs, even for just a moment.
Then he would stomp on the small, sleeping forms scattered about the floor, ripping the poor children from their slumber.
He got some sort of cheap thrill from it, but the teachers, and the other students, weren't nearly as amused. And so, it led to call after call.
Dave figured that it wouldn't be as much of a problem at home, considering the boys slept in their beds instead of mats on the floor.
Boy was he wrong.
The beds just provided Alvin with an even more rambunctious twist to his new game.
He would propel himself from his bed onto his poor brothers' beds.
They never saw it coming.
Dave, oblivious, would continue to sit in his easy-chair, reading his paper. Having no idea what was going on upstairs.
That is, until the boys would tumble down the stairs, two of them half asleep, all three screaming at one another.
And so, the cycle repeated itself.
Day after day.
Oh the woes of a single parent of three.
I don't love this one that much, but I don't hate it either. xD Thanks for reading!