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"MAMA!" I heard Nathan yell and I broke free from Micheal and ran into the living room.
"What? What is it? What happened? Are you hurt?" I babbled. When I reached him I fell to my knees and searched for any cuts or bruises.
"Mama! Dere's someone at da dooh," Nathan said and I stopped searching him.
"Don't scare me like that, Nate! I thought you were hurt," I sighed. I kissed his forehead and headed towards the door. At the other side of the door was my very pregnant best friend, Liz Evans. "Oh my god, LIZZY! Look at you!"
"I don't want to look at me, Ria. I'm huge," she smiled and rubbed her belly.
I did the same before pulling her into a hug. "You look beautiful. I've never seen you smile so much!"
"How do I look, Maria?" asked Max as he came into the room, shutting the door.
"You, you, you. Can't your wife have attention every once in a while?" Micheal asked before he gave Max a hug. "Good to see you, Maxwell. How are things in Boston?"
"And why are you traveling, Lizzie? Don't you know that you're not suppose to travel after your 7th month," I nagged and Liz rolled her eyes.
"And miss my nephews birthday? I don't think so," she went over by the boys and they all attacked her with hugs and kisses. "Maria! What have you been feeding them? They are huge!"
I laughed. "Lizzie you should really be sitting down," I said coming up beside her and helping her sit.
"Okay, but you get to help her up, Maria. She might never want to get back up," Max said sitting on the other couch with Micheal.
"Oh, I could help her up better than you can," I smirked, "and maybe she does just wanna stay here without her attention-loving husband."
"Hey, if she stays, I stay," Max said.
"Oh, god. Sorry Liz, but he's not staying. You were more than welcome, but him," Micheal shook his head.
"Mama?" asked Mikey.
"Yes, baby," I turned towards him. He had a mischevious look on his face so I raised my eyebrows. "Uh oh. I know that look all too well," I said and looked to Micheal, who was smirking, and then turned back to our son. "What are you up to?"
"Can we use ouah powahs now, mama? Uncah Max and Daddy ah both hea! Can we?" he begged and I stopped myself from rolling my eyes.
"Mikey, Sweetie, your powers are not suppose to be used as toys. Daddy and Uncle Max help you to control them every sunday. Can't you wait 3 more days?" I asked and he shook his head, as I thought he would.
"Mikey, c'mere," Micheal said. I just hoped he wouldn't cave in and let them play with their powers. "You gotta listen to mommy, okay? Even if you don't like it, there are somethings mommy makes me do that I still do even though I don't like them," he was explaining but I interupted.
"Hey! What's that suppose to mean?"
"Ria! I'm trying to talk to Mikey over here, okay," he knew he was in deep with that one, but I let him continue anyway. "We all do things we don't want to. You and your brothers are not going to be using your powers until sunday, okay?" he asked and Mikey lowered his head.
"Yes, daddy," he said and walked over to his brothers. Micheal looked torn. He didn't want Mikey to be mad at him, but he knew they shouldn't be playing with their powers.
"That was really good, Micheal," Max said, a suprised look on his face. "Fatherhood is really good for you."
Micheal smiled and looked towards me. "Yeah, it is and I got a great person to help me raise those little guys."
I winked at him. "Yeah, well. What can I say? I was born to do this sort of thing. I always wanted to be a mom," I said and Micheal motioned for me to come over.
I stood up looking at Liz and gave her a grin. I walked over and sat down on his lap. "You are a great mom. I don't know how you put up with them all day long," Micheal smirked.
"Oh, Izzy's usually here to help me and when she's not..." I paused. "Well, I get really mad on those days," I finished and they broke out into grins.
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