It was 12.50 am, it was raining and there were three sets of baby screams, interrupting the heavenly silence. The new parents rolled over and the father groaned.
"Tony?" Pepper pleaded.
"What?"
"Tend to your kids."
"No."
"It wasn't a question."
"Why should I?"
"They're yours. That's why."
"Fine." he grumbled.
"Thank you dear." the sleepy woman mumbled.
Her reply was a somewhat grumpy "Yeah, yeah." from her beloved. He stumbled over to their massive cot (that wasn't too far from being a double bed), and paced around- somehow -with them all in his arms. Being triplets, they were smaller than average infants, but they were growing quickly. Soon they'd settle into a rhythm. Amanda's eyes were even changing from blue to green/blue. The other two seemed to be keeping the same shade though. The three small siblings stopped their sniffling and began to yawn. One after the other, their eyes became droopy and finally closed. Tony released a long-held sigh of relief and placed them in their crib.
Since Tony was new to caring for a family, he found all of it overwhelming but satisfying at the same time. It was a journey for him. It wouldn't be the easiest, but nothing in life is ever really straightforwards. Besides. All of the hard work would be worth it.
As Tony checked their breathing, satisfied that they were alright, he climbed back into bed. He laughed as Pepper wriggled towards him in her sleep and settled down. Once again, a heavy sleep overtook him. Until the next time his fiancé woke him up.
