More then just one night

Chapter 30

Before I could make it to bed the doorbell rang, a pounding on the door following after.

The digital clock flashing 10:53pm. I knew it wasn't Vasily which lead me to the who could that be question.

Walking down the stairs I heard scratching and growling as the person continued to pound on the beautiful dark wood door which began to make me angry because it was a beautiful door.

Opening it I groan.

"It is almost 11 at night, what do you mutts want?" I ask the group of siblings who seem to bother me like they were my sibling, or worst, my kids.

Viktor pushed forwards pulling on a rope, my eyes following the length that led up to my dog.

Patting my leg he ran pass Viktor successfully dragging the stupid boy up the stairs, I glare at him trying to bend down.

"You put a damn muzzle on my baby"

"Hey!" Viktor snapped "Your baby was trying to chew off my little piggies"

I stare at him "and? He wouldn't do that for no reason Viktor, maybe he was trying to bite you because you put a muzzle on him before" Bear growling towards Viktor when my tone changed from sarcastic to mad

"See, I'm not doing nothing and this dog growling at me, it's because of you, yeah, you brain washed that dog to hate me, he wrapped around your fingers just like Vasily" he hissed

I once again stare at him "You sound stupid as hell boy, and maybe he just listens to me because I feed him"

"Whatever Soph, I'm hungry" he walks right pass me and towards the kitchen, Nadia, Natasha and Tati following after

I watch as they run pass and I pat the wall, Bear jumped up and leaned on it using his paws, making it easier to pull the muzzle off now that we were almost face to face.

"Um hi" I turn at the unfamiliar voice "I'm Stephan, Sherman's son, Natasha's husband"

"Oh yeah" I nod reaching my hand out to shake his "Sophia, come In, make yourself at home, I don't know where the tv remote is but I'm sure one of them will find it but their amazing entertainment until then" I shrug and groan

"SOPHIA!" I start walking at the sound of Viktor's
annoying voice

"What?" I cross my arms looking at the sibling huddled around the refrigerator

"There's no food" he whined dramatically

"Boy that fridge is full, cook something"

They all look at me once again stupidly "we don't want to cook" they whine together

"Your cooking is better, it's not dry, burnt, or undercooked" Tati cried

I look in disgust at the four pouting faces, those little assholes and then pushing pass them "Get the hell out of my way" I say pulling out ingredients

They watched me from the bar stools at I turn on the stove and let oil bubble inside, curiosity swimming in them, I bring out the chicken and shake it around, there faces morphing into one of interest.