A woman laughed as she watched her two children play with a large black dog with happy squeals, the dog barking every so often as though to say 'aw! Come on, you're not even trying' as he bounded out of the children's grasp easily, the woman smiled fondly as she whistled to the dog who ran over to her instantly, licking her hand lovingly as he stopped beside her.
"Come on, your father should be home soon and he'll get annoyed if we're not there, you know what he's like," the woman smiled, scooping her youngest child and only daughter into her arms, "come on Liam, get in the car," she ordered as her son pouted and trailed behind her miserably.
"Yes mommy," he scowled, getting in the car parked by the side of the park and the dog jumped in the back with a bark as the woman shut the trunk and placed her daughter in the passenger seat before climbing in the drivers side and starting the car.
Within minutes they were home and the children and dog ran happily into the house as they saw their father's car in the driveway, the woman laughed lightly as she locked her car and followed her children into the house, smiling as she saw them talking rapidly to their father, her husband.
"Catie, you do realise they're going to be hyper for the rest of the night, right?" he groaned as the children began running round the house with the dog and the woman, Caitlin, giggled with a nod.
"Yep, but they're happy," she pouted, "isn't that the most important thing, Warren?"
"No, I need sleep," Warren scowled and Catie laughed, kissing him quickly and his scowl vanished to be replaced with a smirk, "we could always give them to my mom tonight," he said suggestively and his wife hit him on the arm with a frown.
"We are not pawning our kids off because you want some," she snapped, "Liam! Stop hitting Rose!" she ordered as she saw her son smacking his blonde haired sister over the back of the head.
"But mommy," he began whining but silenced at her warning look, his mommy was once the head of an army, she was scary when she was angry and she demanded all her orders be followed otherwise dire consequences happen.
Like tickling, his mommy was an evil tickler.
"Hah, mommy shouted at you!" his sister, Rose, laughed, sticking her tongue out at her big brother.
"Rose! Behave!" Catie's voice called from the kitchen before she went back to talking to her husband, "they take after you, you know," she said to the smirking man who nodded.
"I know."
"But they look like me."
"I know," he growled, his smirk dropping.
"Aw, tell you what, the next kid we have can look just like you, okay?" Catie cooed, kissing his cheek softly, "now shut up and cook, slave, cook," she demanded, pointing to the oven.
"I am not your slave," he scowled and she grinned.
"Fine, could you please, for me and your two adorable children, cook dinner because I'll give us all food poisoning?" she pouted, batting her eyelashes cutely.
"Fine, but only because I don't want food poisoning," Warren groaned, stepping past her and looking for ingredients to cook something before Catie wrapped her arms around his middle from behind and rested her head against his broad back.
"I love you," she whispered simply.
"I love you too," he promised, gently unlatching her hands and kissing her lightly before getting back to cooking.
And this is the end!