Author's note: Thank you for the four people who reviewed last chapter! I will try to upload two chapters today since tomorrow I will be uploading the first chapter of my Fourth of July story.
Can you now pretend that it's, like, late June or something? Please? For this story, please don't pretend that it's July.
Once my 'Fourth of July' story comes out, please read it if you can. It will be released tomorrow, I promise.
The story will be about seven or eight chapters. My 'Fourth of July' story should be finished by July seventh or eighth, as well. Quite the coincidence, ay?
Happy Birthday, Tommy!
Chapter two
Breakfast continued with Dil, in his head, of course, listing down the things that Tommy really wanted for his birthday, while their parents argued, nearly forgetting that their children were eating right there. However, Tommy and Dil were much too caught up in their own conversation to realize that their parents were indeed in the middle of a disagreement.
"Okay, so you want a robot Reptar doll and you don't want new socks," Dil clarified. "Along with that, you also don't want lint, or a Goober doll. So 'side from everything Rep-tar, what do you want?"
"Nothin' else much, Dilly," Tommy responded. "Just everything Reptar!"
Soon after, they both finished their breakfast. Dil's breakfast had consisted of a bottle of milk and cereal, while Tommy's consisted of the same cereal brand and orange juice.
Finishing breakfast, of course, meant that the boys wanted to get out of their high chairs and play while waiting for their friends to arrive at Tommy's party. Their eyes searched for their parents until Dil spotted them.
"Tobby, I sawed them, they're right there!" Dil whispered.
Tommy turned his head to see that his younger brother was indeed right. Their parents were right there, and they were arguing, too.
"They're yellin', too," Tommy whispered back.
The boys were at loss of what to do. They both couldn't speak yet, and it wasn't as if they could climb out of their high chairs and tap their mother and father on their shoulders. When a baby is at loss of what to do, they do the most common thing; they cry. Therefore, that was what the two boys did.
Tommy and Dil began crying rather loudly. It caused Stu and Didi to turn around. Didi ran over to both of her children and picked them up. Since Dil was younger, she picked him up first, and then picked up Tommy, who, at twenty-four months, was still small enough to be picked up.
While frowning she comforted her two boys, while Stu attempted to speak soothingly so that he, too, could try to calm them down.
"Calm down, sprouts, it'll be alright," Stu said. "Mommy and daddy were just discussing arrangements for your party, Tommy."
After about another minute of crying, the two calmed down. Didi sighed of relief and walked the pair over to the playpen.
"Now, boys, Mommy will be back in here once your little friends arrive," Didi explained. "I was informed by Zack's auntie that he will indeed be able to come to the party. And, with even more luck, Peter, the King of the Confederacy, will be able to come as well! He had promised a huge surprise! Oh, and your cousin Angelica will, without a doubt, be able to make it as well! Then, of course, you have all of your other friends."
The two brothers' eyes widened and they turned to look at each other with an afraid expression. Didi, however, did not notice this and kissed them both on their heads.
"Now you two be good while Mommy talks to Daddy," Didi told them.
With that, she walked out of the room, leaving Tommy and Dil to talk to each other.
"Oh no, Dilly, Angelica's coming," Tommy complained.
The boys' loathing of their older cousin didn't come from nowhere. It came from said cousin bullying them and seemingly enjoying the idea of tormenting them. While neither hated her, they didn't exactly like her, either.
"Meanie," Dil whispered.
Tommy sighed. "Well Dilly, I guess we'll just have to make the best of her. I mean, Angelica's not all bad, right?"
The toddler did not even receive a nod of agreement.
"So, back to that list?"
The older boy sighed, rolled his eyes, and went on to tell his younger brother about his wishes for his birthday.