i know i haven't uploaded in a while, so here's the next chappie! i hope you like it and i know its quite short but its not that bad, right?

"No." Alex said, his 5 year old side once again shining through. They were all sitting in the dining room, the K-unit all drinking some be
beverage, from black coffee (for Snake who now needed stronger drinks as he had a 5 year to be looked after) to orange juice (Snake insisted Eagle too needed something to help him concentrate sometimes).

They were currently trying to get him to eat his cereal, which had changed from cocoa pops to Weetabix with strawberries. Snake felt he should eat a healthier meal for breakfast, and therefore had given him Weetabix with fruit.

And he wasn't too happy about that.

"Al it's not that bad! And the strawberries are nice!" Fox exclaimed; annoyed that the kid wouldn't just eat what he was given.

"No" the blonde boy stated again, stating with hatred at the icky stuff currently turning muckier by the minute in his bowl.

"Alex! Eat the food!" Snake hissed, already having enough, and it was only 8:45! He was a tolerant man, on most days, but again he had been up half the night with a distraught Alex. It was becoming more of a routine than anything now. Wake up to cries at 1 to 2:30ish. Get up, calm down screaming child till 4ish and then trample back to be once the boy was once again asleep. Don't get him wrong, he liked Alex a lot, and had fatherly feelings for him now that he was just discovering. But it was a big life style change for him. Most dads or parental figures had a steady and strong relationship before children, then a decision and then they had an entire 9 months to get used to a life changing thing before it even came. On the other hand, Snake had been given a decision with is unit, asked by the blunt guy called the head of fricking MI6.

He thought he was coping well considering the circumstances. But that didn't mean he was very annoying with the blonde figured kid sitting across the table from him.

"No. I don't like it" Alex replied, still staring at the grey stuff with disgust.

"Look. What is it gonna take to get you to eat it?" Wolf asked with a sigh.

Snake sent him an alarmed glance that clearly read 'what the hell? Negotiations?' But Wolf ignored it and looked at the 5 year old, who had a look of deep thought on his face.

"You have to eat some too. When it's mucky and runny!" Alex explained, an evil edge to his voice.

Wolf paled. He could not begin to explain how much hatred he held for the grey stuff in the bowl. It was pure, deep hatred.

"Or…" he choked, eyes on the cereal.

"Or you buy me a tractor!" Alex exclaimed, and all but Wolf and Alex burst out laughing. Ever since Alex had watched Top Gear on the TV two days ago where they were driving tractors he had been asking for one and drawing pictures of it.

"Fine" Wolf growled, grabbing the bowl and the spoon from the devious kid.

He dug the spoon into the bowl, gripping till his knuckles were white. Snake was glad it was metal; something he was sure that Wolf couldn't break.

Lifting it too his mouth, his mind wandered to why he didn't like Weetabix…he couldn't even remember! He had blocked it from his mind. He vaguely remembered Eagle involved, and shuddered upon that thought.

It was getting closer, or his hand was moving towards his mouth as most would put it.

The K-units leader could smell it now; it really was revolting. His last thought before the contents of his spoon entered his mouth was 'why oh why didn't we just say no and live with the consequences!'

Wolf pulled a face so horrible that even Snake, who was the mother hen and the most mature of the unit, wanted to get a camera out and post it on the web. It was hilarious! His eyes scrunched and he was on the verge of choking; it tasted like poop in his mouth. The rest of the unit were laughing so hard they were almost falling off their chairs; Eagle was crying in laughter.

And Alex was smiling deviously, something that glinted in his chocolate brown eyes.

Wolf was trying not to swallow the god forsaken thing in his mouth. But he swallowed it.

Big mistake.

Feeling the vile that was climbing the back of his throat, wordlessly he tore to the downstairs toilet; and over the sounds of laughter from the others you could faintly hear the sound of him retching up the terrible stuff.

…

The Weetabix incident staying fresh in the minds of all the k-unit. Alex, being the 5 year old he was, quickly forgot about it; his mind taken over by curiosity for something else. All he knew is that he continued getting cocoa pops from then onwards, and the Weetabix box was gone from its place in the cupboard. Oh and Wolf had his scowl planted firmly on his face the entire day.

Snake had read on the internet that 5 year olds thrived for time around other children their age and time around their parental figures. So until Alex started at that god damned school soon, where there would be other children, the unit would have to spend as much time with him as they could.

Before Alex started changing and maturing, something that would soon be definite and inevitable.

So the afternoon after the Weetabix incident, all of them was in the lounge; watching the TV. Arguing about to what to watch.

"The footballs on doofus, I don't wanna miss the match!" Wolf growled at Eagle, who currently had possession of the control.

"Noooo! You can watch it on iplayer. We wanna watch Top Gear!" Eagle argued. Alex had taken a particular liking to that show after the one with the tractor.

"Guys we can watch all of them later! Let's watch Eastenders! Look it's a repeat!" Fox cut in, having been quiet during the whole thing.

The rest of the unit looked at him, shock on their faces.

"You're kidding me! You did not just say that!" Eagle exclaimed, as the others cracked up. Including Alex, who had no idea really what was going on, but seeing the others laugh made him laugh too.

"Ha yeah! Fox…our special trained SAS soldier and MI6 agent watches Eastenders! Ha you're never living that one back!" Snake shouted, rather childishly considering his normal behaviour. The others were too busy to notice this though.

"Hey! I love that show! Don't take the p***! Seriously!" Fox argued.

They all only laughed harder at this, and meanwhile Alex put on Top Gear for himself. Contently watching this, he lent against Snake's chest and absorbed the cars on there. He didn't really understand it but liked seeing the cars and stuff on the screen. Especially the tractors.

The others continued to bicker, but after a while Snake and Wolf got bored and decided to watch Top Gear with Alex. So it was a pointless bicker between the ever childish Eagle and the sometimes childish Fox, like at Brecon Beacons. Some things just never change.

Once Top Gear finished, Alex looked for the next thing he could do. The 5 year old mind pondered; drifting from lots of ideas. It came to the final two: use Eagle as a horsey and climb on him or colour in his bedroom walls. He went with option 2.

Snake watched with slight anxiety as his ward bounded up the stairs, blonde hair messed up; knowing that what he was up too couldn't be good, but the kid was a just that; a kid! Sure he was gonna be naughty, stroppy etc. but at the same time, he had been pretty rebellious this morning, especially with the Weetabix incident. Snake knew that Alex knew that what he did was wrong.

Oh dear.

"Eagle! Fox! Will you shut up?" Snake shouted. They silenced immediately.

"Eagle go and check that he's not doing anything bad, and Fox do the washing up" Snake commanded. Eagle happily stuck his tongue out at Fox and sprinted up the stairs. But Fox needed to moan at Snake.

Yay.

Meanwhile, upstairs Eagle dashed into Alex's room, only coming to a halt when he took in what he saw. 5 year old was smiling angelically, looking at him with the puppy brown eyes. In one hand was a green crayon, and in the other the box of 100crayola crayons.

And the walls. Damn. Well….

Snake was NOT going to be a happy bunny.