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"Happppy Birthday daddy!" She sung at the top of her lungs as her mother brought the cake out before the food was even ready, after much pestering from not only the children but also the children parading around as men.
"Damn doesn't that look good" Happy whistled before plunging a finger into the cake.
"Happy, you dumbass. Wait your turn." Piney growled before punching his shoulder as Happy pulled the finger back and popped it into his mouth.
"What? I needed to check and make sure it wasn't poisoned ya know for the Prez and his family." he answered diplomatically.
"For Christ Sake, this isn't a communal cake. I don't know where the hell your hands have been." Chibs added on.
"Hey!" John Teller shouted above the yapping of his brothers.
Whistling he finally garnered their attention enough to send them all an icy stare before flicking his eyes over to the birthday boy in question and his family. "Let's just let the man have the first taste of his cake alright." With that Uncle John shot a smile over to her encouraging her to pick up the singing.
"Happy Birthday daddy, happy birthday to you." She finished off with a gigantic smile before taking a page out of Happy's book and swiping a bit of frosting off the top.
"Great now I'm probably gonna have boggers on my slice." Jax's grumbled off to the side of her.
She turned around just in time to see Aunt Gemma smack him upside the head and for Opie to muffle his laughter in his hand before uncle Piney could shoot them both a withering stare. While the wives, took care of doling out the slices that hadn't been tampered with.
"So Hugh? What did ya wish for brother?" Bobby asked, drawing the attention away from the next generation of SAMCRO.
"Well if I told you that then it wouldn't come true now would it." Her daddy replied back before throwing a soft smile her way.
"I bet I could guess." Bobby taunted before wiggling his eyebrows and motioning towards her mother.
"Why would he wish on my mama?" She asked, brow scrunched in thought. "He's already got her." She added on just as her mother came over to them with plates for the crowd of over-grown children.
"Well she's got a point there." Bobby couldn't help but chuckle at how perceptive little Tara was.
"Tara sweetie, why don't you and the boys go play. Let the grown-ups talk for a bit okay." Her mother asked, before brushing the hair out her eyes.
"Okay." she shook her head before walking over to Tommy who was sitting with Jax and Opie at the end of the patio.
"That's what I'm telling you Op. It's true." Jax said adamantly, before he caught sight of her.
"What's true?" she asked curiously, coming to stand in front of Opie and Jax.
"That you are a cry-baby" Jax said in all seriousness before looking back at opie who was scarfing down the last of his slice of cake.
"I know you are but what am I?" She taunted back, hand on her hip.
"A PRINCESS!" Thomas shouted with a mouth full of cake.
She watched as Jax's face turned beat red with anger, before he took a shallow breath and then turned to Tommy. "No she isn't tommy." He said calmly without any trace of anger that colored his face.
"Yeah she is." His brother refused to listen.
"She can't be a princess, tommy. She would have to be royalty. She isn't" Jax said it so simply to his brother that she could feel the tears pricking in her eyes.
"She's my Princess. I am a Prince, Mommy says so all the time." Tommy smiled at her, before looking at Jax with his little "I-am-a-Teller-so-you-better-listen" face that Jax had down pat.
"You can't argue with him there." Opie said chuckling, before getting up and throwing his plate in the trash.
She heard Jax grumble something under his breath before, standing up from the bench and looking between her and Thomas before shaking his head and skulking off to his father.
"Wanna go play tag?" Thomas asked excitedly.
Sparing one look over her shoulder at Jax, she turned to Thomas who looked so excited and ready to play with her. "You can't play tag with two people silly." She said before ruffling his hair.
"I'll play" Opie said walking up behind her.
"Yay! Let's play tag." Thomas squealed really loud, before bouncing up and down, garnering the attention from all the adults.
"Okay" she said before a small smile graced her little lips and she swatted playfully at Thomas' shoulder before screaming gleefully "Tag you're it!" and jumping off the patio ledge and running across the lawn.
"Tag you're it!" Thomas screamed smacking Opie on the butt when Opie tried to swerve out of the way. Before dashing after her.
"Hey! That's not even fair. You didn't even give me time to get ready!" Opie yelled across the yard as he rubbed his slightly sore bum.
"You alright there, son?" Uncle Piney asked between chuckles of laughter. Before shooting a smile across the yard to her.
"HAHA very funny." Opie chuckled sarcastically before running after Thomas and her.
"Tara I'm gonna get you for that" Opie said plotting his revenge as he tracked the girl flitting from one corner to the next of the yard.
"Me? Why me, I didn't do it?" she questioned innocently.
"Don't think I don't know what you and Thomas are doing. You guys are in on this together." He said smiling as he lunged for her, missing her by a gap.
"Us? No. In case you forgot its Tag Opie there are no teams." She informed him in her best imitation of Ms. McPherson, her second grade teacher.
"Well if that's the case, then I guess I'll go for Thomas." Op said playfully grabbing at the little boy who was standing near Tara, but close enough for him to touch.
"Thomas is it!" Opie yelled triumphantly dodging away.
"I'm it! I'm' it" Thomas called out over and over while scampering over to her on his little short five and half year old legs.
She flashed him a brilliant smile, while edging away slowly from him, as he toddled after her.
"Come on Thomas, you wouldn't want to get me now would you? I'm your princess remember?" she reminded him sweetly edging ever closer to the patio.
"That is so not fair! You can't charm your way out of this one Tara." Opie said with all the outrage of a nine-year old.
"Seems like little Tara, knows how to use what her mama gave her." Bobby called out to Opie.
"Well who could resist a miniature version of Kat?" Uncle John asked rhetorically, which earned a laugh from everyone as Thomas made his way over to her, who once again evaded him yet again.
"Jax, sweetie why don't you go help out your brother. " Gemma nudged her son towards the yard.
Jax ignored his mother, instead taking a big gulp of the root beer from his hand. It wasn't until all the guys got in on the urging that he threw the empty can towards the trash and walked as quietly as possible towards the side of the porch, where she had her back to him, solely focusing on Thomas.
Smiling at his brother quickly, he held a finger to his lips to tell him to keep quiet as he snuck behind Tara.
"Thomas, go for Opie. Go tag Opie he's riiii-"she squealed as Jax's arms came around her middle and they both tumbled into the grass. She struggled to get out of his grasp but he held on tight. "GET HER TOMMY! GET HER!" Jax encouraged his brother, smiling all the while as she bucked like a caged horse trying to get free.
"TARA'S IT!" Thomas screeched in excitement as he touched her cheek which was squished in between the ground and Jax's chest.
The crowd of adults cheered and clapped and whistled like it was the Fourth of July and the last firework had been released.
"I'm not it anymore mama." Thomas said proudly beaming up at his mother once he walked over to her.
"That's right baby. You're not it. Jax sure is a good brother isn't he?" Gemma mused aloud as she picked up Thomas and saddled him on her hip. Thomas nodded vigorously, as John too came over and ruffled his golden locks.
"Yep. Now Tara's a princess, I tagged her." Thomas said so simply and with as much conviction a five and a half year old could have.
"Is she now?" Uncle John asked looking over at her and Jax still lying in the grass.
"Hey there Jackie-boy, in case you didn't know once someone's tagged it means there it. The object of the game is to get as far away from them as possible." Kozy teased.
"Jax if you don't let me go. I am going to tag you." She said giving him an ultimatum, trying to squirm out of his vice-like grip he had on her.
"Really Tara, you're going to tag me? I think I just proved that I am faster than you." He said before letting her go.
"That was cheating, and I doubt it." She teased as she lightly hit his shoulder and jumped up sprinting over to her daddy, yelling out "tagged ya."Leaving him stunned in her wake.
"Hey are we still playing? Or not?" Opie asked walking over to him and offering him a hand.
"No. But some rules have definitely changed." Jax said absentmindedly, walking over to the rest of the party where he could see Tara smiling broadly over at him before sticking her tongue out.