A/N: Cameron and Daphne are both eight here.

Alice POV

As I kissed Daphne and Cameron goodnight, I noticed that their hair was much to long. Cameron's blonde bangs reached almost over his nose, causing him to flick his head and send the hair flying every five seconds, just to have it fall back into place. Daphne's blonde locks were almost passed her knees, and she was having trouble gathering it all and putting it up. It was definatly time for their haircuts. The next morning, I started cooking some Upperland food. I put some eggs and flour, mixed with some milk, and stirred it all to create pancake batter. As I was about to pour it onto the pan, I heard little squeals.

"Mommy! Can we help? Please?" Cameron and Daphne pleaded, their eyes getting big. I placed a little kiss on each of their cheeks.

"Of course." I replied. They smiled wideley, and hurriedly made their way to the batter. "After you get your haircut." I added. They froze in mid-run, their tiny faces twisting into horror. What was so bad about getting their haircut? It couldn't be that important to them.

"Please no! No no no!" They begged, wailing on the floor. I walked up to them, an apologetic look on my face.

"Well i'm sorry, darlings, but both of your hair is getting much to long. Why so upset?" I asked, rocking Daphne in my arms and balancing Cameron on my knee. They were still fairly small for their age. At eight, you would expect them to not be as short as the were at five years old.

"It's the only thing Antony likes about me. My hair makes him blush." Daphne sniffled. She still had the little lisp on the 'th's. Everytime she would walk up to Anthony or talk to him, she would say, "Hello Antony," instead of Anthony. It was quite cute how she had a crush on the boy. I kissed her head. I understood why her hair would make a boy blush. It was very beautiful, with golden highlights.

"Yeah, theres that." Cameron rolled his eyes. "And the fact that my hair makes even the prettiest knight bow his head in shame." He nodded his head proudly. Cameron's hair was every bit as beautiful as Daphne's.

"Well, it still has to be cut. I'm sorry. Wait here, while I get the supplies." I sighed, getting up. I set the two down on the floor, where they sat down moping.

"Yes mommy." They pouted. Tarrant came in through our bedroom door, his hair a flame and his eyes golden. Morning confusion.

"Good morning, cricket." He smiled grogily, giving me a kiss.

"Hello dear." I replied, heading into the bathroom. I found my scissors and comb, then walked right back to the kitchen. They were right where I had left them, telling me that they were up to something. Tarrant followed me, and gave his two kids a hug.

"Mommy wants to give us a haircut." Cameron told him, a small smirk playing up his lips. Daphne soon held the same facial expression as her twin brother.

"Does she? Well i think thats a great idea, it seems as though your hair has gotten much to long." Tarrant nodded his head in approval, slipping on his hat and standing beside me. We both knew what was going to happen next.

"You can't always get what you want." Daphne grimaced, and then her and Cameron were off. Tarrant bolted to the left, and I to the right. I was right on Daphne's tail, but she soon was out of my sight. I turned to Tarrant, who had lost sight of Cameron. So they wanted to play. Of course, they weren't bad children for doing this. We were simply having fun. One would lose in the end, and i'm pretty sure it was going to be me. I heard snickering and giggles behind us, and soon found the two on the counter, covered in pancake batter. It was all over them, their clothes, and their hair. I rolled my eyes and walked up to the two. Trying to glare down at them, I giggled. They just looked so silly, like the human dough kids. It was a sight to behold. Tarrant walked up behind me and burst out laughing at his two children, who soon joined him. Tarrant and Cameron almost had the same laugh, Tarrant's being the deeper one. Cameron definatly inherited his madness. And Daphne's tiny giggles reminded me so much of Margaret and I, when we always used to laugh.

"Fine, you win this round. But i'll get you one day." I smiled, kissing their doughy cheeks. Then I lifted Cameron in my arms, as did Tarrant with Daphne, and we led them to the bathroom for their baths.

A/N: I liked writing this, i thought it was a cute family moment. :). Anyway, the next chapter finally includes some Anthony/Daphne puppy love! Yay!