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Cat POV~
My long red curls were up in a quick pony tail, a oversized tee hung loosely falling just above my knees. Pink cupcakes covered my fleece pajama pants. No it wasn't in the middle of the night it was 5:37 p.m and I was too depressed to change. My best friend's baby was dying. Not just sick, dying by the moment. I was in charge of Clea, Aiden and Zachary. Clea had her matching onesie with the same cupcakes as my pants on it. Zach stayed over last night with Aiden, so Holly, Robbie, and Andre could see Tori. Aiden and Zach played all day overly happy. They were lucky, I envied them, not aware of the adult world. As happy as can be.
They were content until about 5 minutes later. While I sat on the floor helping Clea crawl around, preventing her from hitting something. Aiden tapped my shoulder, when I turned to look at them he said " Mommy, we want a snack!" he complained.
I nodded in understanding and scooped Clea up and carried her to the kitchen. I searched every area of my kitchen to find it empty, other than Clea's formula, and baby food. I looked into the back of a cabinet and found a box of Red velvet cupcake mix. Eh, better than nothing right? I found just enough eggs, and oil. I filled a cup with water and set it on the island. Aiden and Zach pushed a chair over and shared it. I took Clea over and set her in her highchair, that sat next to the island.
"Auntie Cat, can I put the water in?" Zach asked me sweetly. I nodded smiling.
"Momma, I want to put the mix in!" Aiden practically screamed. I just shook my head.
The two of them did everything they wanted and I did the rest. They fought over cupcake liners. I had every kind known to people, cause I liked to have parties. Aiden wanted trucks and Zach wanted zoo animals. I compromised with them on 12 of each. They agreed simultaneously. I popped the cupcakes in the oven, and the boys walked away. I scoured my kitchen for icing, and I ended up lucky that I found the can of butter-cream that I did. I had 33 minutes to wait. I cleaned the counter top and carried Clea to the living room. I looked at her as we sat on the couch. Her tiny eyelids drooped, so I just hummed her to sleep. Ironically she fell asleep with a minute left to go on the cupcakes. So I very quickly ran her to her nursery and laid her down. I got down stairs in time.
When the cupcakes came out I silently sat them on the counter, so they could cool. Luckily the little boys didn't hear.
7:56 p.m
We finally enjoyed cupcakes. I had 4 and I certainly regretted it. I definetly don't need much sugar because tomorrow I get to see Tori, and I'm gonna be sugar high. YAY! Aiden and Zachary are hitting walls. Literally. Every 30 seconds I hear a thud and an " I'm okay!" Clea was apparently down for the night, to my pleasure.
Soon I heard no more thuds. Therefore, I got suspicious. As I walked into the room, I saw the two of them curled up opposite ways on the bed asleep. Icing all over their faces, crumbs attached to their clothes. I tiptoed out and shut off the lights wait a minute. Its only 8... How are they asleep? Then I remembered they woke up at 6 a.m. I just walked downstairs and decided on watching Glee. I just kept watching till I got the call.
The call that changed my life.
Okay! That's it sorry!