My Pups Shield Me

CH: 33

*Roman'sPOV*

"Hey guys. Do we know why mom keeps going in and out the no-go room?" I asked as I entered the living room from the hallway. Dean rolled over in his favorite chair and yawned before deciding to finally answer me. "No, but why do you care anyways?" I huffed before sitting down in front of him and the chair. "Well for starters, it's the no-go room! You know the one we've never been allowed in. The one that has always had the door closed since we first got here? I'm just curious as to why she's opened it now." Just as he finished reading replying, Seth came running into the room from the backyard. Apparently he had caught at least part of their conversation because he decided to butt in with his own thoughts. "Well instead of asking all these questions and making guesses, why don't we just go see for ourselves!?" He asked in super excitement. His tail was practically invisible with how fast it was waging. "Come on let's go see! Please please please, pretty please come with me!?" He practically begged of his brothers. Dean huffed before sitting up to stretch. "We might as well get up and go see now before he drives us crazy by bugging us about it none stop." I thought about it for a moment more. The room is the no-go room, but that's only because the doors always been closed. We've just always assumed it meant mommy didn't want us going in there. But... I mean the door is open. I nodded my head and made my decision. "Well come on we might as well see if she'll let us in. The worst she can do us tell us no or shut the door again." With that being said we all slowly and cautiously made our way into the hallway and down to the room. We each lined up by the doorway with Dean on the bottom, then Seth in the middle, and me leaning over top of them before reaching our heads around to peak into the room. There mommy sat on the floor surrounded by a bunch of papers and bags of stuff. "What is she doing?" Seth asked. "Yeah why is she staring at some paper and giggling... It's kinda creepy." Dean complained. "I don't know. Hey Rome, why don't you go see!?" Seth asked excitedly. "Yeah dude. I'm voluntolling you to go see." Dean agreed. "What? Why me, and what does voluntolling even mean!?" I asked panicking a little but also highly confused. Dean huffed before explaining, "Voluntolling. Volunteering because Im telling you that you are, duh." I couldn't help but just stare at him for a second or two before saying, "If you weren't my brother I'd bite the shit out of you right now." Dean barked out a laugh, "Bite me, I dare you!" "Yeah, no thanks. I don't want to catch your brand of crazy." I replied before quickly making my way over to mommy.