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Craving

If it wasn't for the room becoming lighter due to the day beginning grow out side the bedroom; you could or would almost think had stood still. Dren still smiling, with his arms crossed over his chest, Tarb standing in the middle of the bedroom; eyes fixed on my stomach. As for me, waiting, longing to feel my nudger tell me the he wasn't held by this moment of comfortable silent. This silent could of lasted forever, if it hadn't of been for Tarb's stomach to make a defined protest.

"Ha, I guess I a a little hungry . . . What is there to eat anyway? Sweets? Candy drops? Chocolate? . . ." Tarb's mouth began to water as he continued his list of sweet delights. Dren smirked.

"How about you try to eat something good for you, just this once . . .?" Even I had to admit they were not what I was even allowed; when I was Tarb's age for breakfast. Although I do fancy something but I just can't seem to put my finger on it. "Hey, Zo you hungry as well; I mean you've got to eat for two of you" Dren voice held a mixture of teasing and pride, but his face was loving and caring. Then there he eyes . . .

"Earth to Zoey, don't tell me the baby has taken over your mind. Speak" Dren said whilst trying not to laugh, Tarb's palm came into contact with his forehead, though. I had to giggle at that. "Oh, welcome back. Now, are you two hungry . . . I mean three" Tarb and I both blinked at each other, silent again, until you could almost hear the click.

"You know, if you're gonna become a dad, Dren. You might want to work on your jokes" Tarb tone was a ' . . .and why is he trying to be funny?' tone.

"That is rich coming from you, pip-squeak!"

"Is that you are going to call you kid, if so; my heart bleeds for the -"

"Like hell would I call my kid that name! Runt"

"Another name, the poor thing . . ." There was no telling when this could end or how it could end but if don't think of something now, they are both going to wind up crying. How am I going to cope with a proper kid and Dren; a kid that refuses to grow up. I shrugged off that thought and decided to have my say it this stupid girly fight.

"Moron!"

"Big ears!" Great, name calling . . .

"Tarb, you do know that you have just insulted yourself as well as me" Dren proclaimed in a very matter-of-fact tone, with his hands on his hips. Tarb mirroring his stance; both making eye contact.

Take it that you two don't want breakfast but to tell the truth, I do; I'm starving" I cooed sweet whilst standing by the door that I had opened. The looks I got were blank, until Tarb's stomach agreement to make a move in the direction towards food. Thankfully, that was the signal for both of them to move from their stances and company me down stairs to the kitchen. Myself heading straight to the cupboards whilst the two boys sat at the table.

"Now, what do you want to eat, Tarb?" I asked whilst my eyes ranged over the supplies in the cupboard I had opened.

"Well, he isn't eating any thing like chocolate at this time in the morning" Dren stated, earning a puppy dog face from Tarb as he leaned over the table so Dren could see it more clearly, only to receive a cold glare causing Tarb to recoil and sit back into his chair, wearing a weak smile. This I saw whilst looking over my shoulder, rolling my eyes I continued.

"Well, in that case why try some chocolate wetabix -"

"Oh, they sound yummy! Yes please" A very big grin appear on Tarb cheeky face. Breakfast went a lot smoother after that, although, I soon stopped eating my breakfast after I saw the look on both of their faces, I had to giggle because both of them had their mouth hanging out and eyeing every mouthful I told.

"What? . . .What is it?" I sighed after swallowing my mouthful. Silent, again; that was becoming to common at the moment. Dren answered, carefully.

"Zoey, love. Do you know what you are eating?" My eyebrows connected, what was he going on about? Then I looked . . .

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"You looked like you were . . .uh, enjoying it" A small smile appeared on both Dren's and my face.

"Hey to say it, but coco-pops and custard are actually really nice" Say ing that, I took in a whole spoonful; earning sickly looks from both boys. I had to try and not choke on it whilst holding back the waves of laughs that were threatening to break my hold of my mouth.

Yes after that, breakfast went quite smoothly, now we all sat in the sitting room. Talking, and telling each other jokes; Tarb mainly teach Dren how to say and make good jokes without ruining them, no success yet. Never try, never fail was what I kept telling him. Although, I wasn't helping by making funny remarks about how the baby kicks the most when Dren tells a really bad joke, and how Dren is a perfect example of an embrassing dad.

This was all ruined when there came a knock on the door, normally; I would go and answer it right away but I paused as I caught sight of the two boys staring, with fearing almost leaking, seaping through their bodies. Knock, knock, knock . . .Again, like earlier that morning, if it wasn't for the day becoming brighter as the day drew on, you would of thought that time, itself had stopped, not even the child dare move from the safety of my womb. Knock, knock, knock . . .

Well, who could that be? Next chappy will be up soon.

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