"Dad," a voice whined, dragging the word out until it grated on Dimitri's ears. "We're bored. We want to do something!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
"Yeah!"
Dimitri glared at his wife when she chimed in with her own agreement, but she merely shrugged with an innocent smile on her face.
"I'm sorry, I thought I had 5 children, not 6."
Rose poked her tongue out at him, not exactly disproving his point.
"You do realise that it's absolutely pouring outside, right?"
"Yes, Dad" Aleks sighed in her best 'we're not that stupid' voice.
"But it's been raining all week," Kat chimed in.
"And we're going absolutely crazy," Darius finished for them.
Rose beamed proudly at the triplets, and Dimitri had no doubts that she'd rounded them up, rehearsed them, and sent them out to ambush him as he finished his morning coffee, in the hopes he'd find something entertaining for them to do that day. Not that they would need much encouraging to pull out the theatrics; Dimitri had always thought that the universe had heard when Rose had complained that her first two children were too serious like himself, and had responded by sending them three of the most dramatic children all at once.
Speaking of… "Ivan and Anastasia don't seem too bothered by the rain," Dimitri pointed out smugly.
But of course, the triplets being fluent in Rose-logic, already had an argument to that.
"That's because Ivan's reading in our room like the massive nerd he is."
"Darius," Rose said warningly. Dimitri was sure that her original script for this hadn't included insults.
"And Anastasia is still listening to that stupid album."
The whole family winced at the reminder. Anastasia's favourite singer had recently released a new album, so they'd all been assaulted with the same 12 songs on repeat for the last two days. Begging finished, the four of them turned their pleading eyes on Dimitri to seal the deal, not that it mattered, because he'd already made up his mind.
"Go tell your siblings to get ready," he said, and the triplets, along with Rose cheered in excitement, the former's racing up the stairs making an absolute racket, while Rose bounced over to kiss him.
"Have I ever told you what a good husband and dad you are?"
"Yes, but feel free to tell me again," Dimitri rumbled slipping his arms around her waist.
"You're the best, babe."
Dimitri grinned and ducked his head, lips a mere inch from Rose's when an indignant screech of protest sounded from above. Rose groaned, tipping her head back in frustration, and Dimitri pecked a kiss to her throat instead.
"Why did we have kids again?"
Dimitri chuckled, and lead her upstairs to find Ivan and Anastasia standing in their doorways, arguing with their siblings.
"What's the problem?"
"They said we're going out." Anastasia pointed an accusing finger at the triplets.
"And we are," Rose said, her and Dimitri breezing down the hall.
"But I was going to listen to my album again."
"I was going to start the next book of my series."
"Oh I think 30 million times is more than enough," Rose chirped to Anastasia.
"Perfect time to take a break," Dimitri said sympathetically to Ivan.
The pair reached out in unison to push their kids towards their room, firmly enough that it brooked no arguments, and disappeared into their room at the end of the hallway.
An hour, two arguments, and three "I will turn this car around I swear to god"'s later, the Belikov family were winding through the closest city to Court, and pulling up outside a big warehouse-esque building. Large glowing letters proclaimed it to be the best 24 hour gym.
"A gym?" Ivan, their least athletically inclined child, sighed. There was a general murmur of agreement around the car, and even Rose, who was usually always down for a workout, looked inclined to agree.
Dimitri sighed, wondering when his family had lost complete faith in him. "A gym," he began. "That is also home to the best rock-climbing wall in the state."
That got the reaction he was looking for and a second later his kids were jumping from the car, mindless of the rain and sprinting towards the entrance.
"So, did I do good?" Dimitri asked smugly, turning to look at his wife.
But she was already gone from the car, running after their kids in excitement. Dimitri sighed longsufferingly, and followed, resigned to the fact that he did indeed have 6 children instead of 5.
Am I capable of writing a non-kid fic? Yes. Do I want to? Not really.
Nah just kidding. As long as you guy are still enjoying the kids, I'm gonna keep bringing them back. But I will try to mix it up a little with the next few drabbles.
Also let's be real the Belikov's are a bunch of jocks, so I'm thinking rock climbing would their idea of a dream outing.
As always thanks for reading, let me know what you liked/didn't like, and next chapter is: Jump.