Okay, here is chapter 2. The first chapter was a little short, I know. I wanted to put a tester out to see if a sequal was a good idea. So, since I got good reviews, I'll make the chapters longer. Okay, enough blabing, and on to the story. Oh, and in case you forgot, Danny is narrating the story.
(Danny's P.O.V.)
"Wake up daddy!" the kids chanted. Lil' Danny was standing on the bed jumping up and down beside my head. Crystal was pulling the covers off my head and Brittney was trying to push me out of bed.
Sam came and walked up beside the bed and said, "Hey, get up sleepy head."
"Mmmhhnn, five more minutes, and get the kids out of here."
"No, you need to get up now. But kids, daddy's right, you need to quit jumping on him."
"Aww, but daddy was almost awake." Lil' Danny complained.
"Oh, so you wanted credit for waking me, huh?" I asked Lil' Danny.
"Yes, yes I did."
"Well, how about credit for this..." I said as I started to tickle him.
Crystal jumped in and ticked Brittney, and Brittney reached over and stated to tickle Sam. Now it was a war, everyone for themselves in this tickle battle. The tickle war lasted for a few minutes, then we finally settled down. "Okay, now lets get ready to get breakfast so we can get to the rehersal on time." Sam said.
We headed downstairs for breakfast. "I want cereal for breakfast mommy." Brittney shouted. "I want waffles mommy." Crystal shouted. "I don't care." Lil' Danny said. "Well, how about some panckes?" Sam asked. "Sounds great!" all three shouted.
We finished breakffast and headed out for the church to rehearse how we would enter tomorrow. At the church, we handed Crystal and Brittney an empty basket, and told them, "Now, pretend that there is flowers in them and pretend to spread them on the floor." I handed Lil' Danny a pillow, and told him, "Now, tomorrow, there will be rings on the pillow, so practice walking carefully."
Jazz was Sam's maid of honor, and Tucker was my best man. Everyone got all lined up and we practiced walking in a few times before we called it quits.
Tucker, Sam, me and the kids went to Nasty Burger for lunch. "So, you guys are getting married, and you're still going to live with Danny's parents?" Tucker asked.
"Well, just for a while, we are looking for a house, but until we get one, yes, we will be living with my parents." I said.
"Oh, I see, so, have you found anything to interest you?"
"Well, we found this one house that has four bedrooms and two and a half baths, but other than that, not much." Sam said.
"I like the room by the back yard." Brittney said.
The kids liked that house the best. One other thing we liked about it, is that it is only a five minute drive from my mom and dad's house, and only ten minutes form Sam's parents. One down draw about is that it was a bit of a fixer uper. It needed some work on the doors on two of the bedrooms and the stove needed to be replaced.
"Our agent said that she has another house she wants to show us today." I said.
"She says that this one is supposed to be better than the one I just told you about." Sam said.
"We are supposed to meet her in an hour, so we should probably start wrapping things up here." I said.
"Are you kids almost finished with your meal?" Sam asked.
"Yes, almost." Crystal said.
"I'm done." Lil' Danny said.
"Been done." Brittney said.
"Well, I got to go, I promised my parents a visit before college starts." Tucker said.
"I can't believe that we won't get to see you that often now." I said.
"I can." Sam said. Tucker glared at her.
"We can still instant message each other." he said.
"Yea, but its not the same." I said.
"I know, but it can't be helped." Tucker said.
We said our goodbyes and I drove us to the house that our agent was going to show us. As we were driving to the house, we noticed that it was in Sam's parents neighborhood. "That's a plus, only five minutes from your parents and in the same neighborhood as mine." Sam said.
We reached the house and the kids said what Sam and I were thinking, "Wow, that's big." "Its so big, but it says that it is in our price range." Sam said.
The agent was waiting for us when we drove up. We got out of the car and the agent greated us, "Hello, so this is the other house I told you about, ready to go in?"
"Yes!" the kids said instantly.
"Well, then, lets go." she said as she led us in the house.
On the first floor it had a great kitchen and living room. The master bedroom was also on the first floor as was a guest bedroom. There was a big back yard with a swimming pool.
"Look a pool!" Crystal said.
"Yes, I see, you like that, now lets see the upstairs." I said.
We went upstairs where there was four more bedrooms. The kids were happy, because they could have their own room, and Crystal was dying to get her own room. There was even another room so if we had another kid, there would be room for another baby too. Besides the bathroom in the master bedroom, there was another bathroom upstairs, plus a half bathroom downstairs.
We walked out of the house ready to leave and consider this house. "We'll think this over and call you with our decision." Sam said.
On the drive home, the kids fell asleep in the back seats. "I really like this house. How about you?" Sam said.
"Yes, I do too, I think we should get it."
I stopped the car in front of our house and said, "Wake up kids, we're home."
They were instantly were awake. "Yea, grams and gramps."
They still called Maddie and Jack grams and gramps.
The kids jumped out of the car and ran inside. Sam and I came is soon after. When we got inside, the kids were already excitedly telling mom and dad about the house, like we already had bought it.
"...and it has a big swimming pool." I heard Brittney finish saying.
"A swiming pool, really, what else does it have?" mom asked.
"Lots of bedrooms, we can have our own room." Crystal said.
"Yea, and a cool backyard, other than the swiming pool." Lil' Danny said.
"Guys, time to eat." Jazz yelled.
We went and ate, then got ready for bed. Tommorrow was the big day, and we wanted plenty of rest. So we went to bed early.
Well, there is chapter 2. Please R&R, once again, constructive critisism.