They're not that bad

Chapter fourteen

///hello everyone, i am so so so so sorry for not posting lately. i wont make any excuses but please forgive me and i hope this chapter makes up for the long time (it is going to be a little random in some areas but i still have a little writers block so it was a little hard for me to write this. im thinking of writing a chapter about yours and Francis' relationship seeing as i dont do it often. i also want to thank all of you for voting, commenting and reading this, it means so much to me to read the comments from you guys, it means so much to me and it makes me so happy to see you guys really enjoy the story. so i guess what I'm trying to say is thank you guys so much. anyway i will get on with the story. so here it is. so ya that's it. have a great day guys! ~Jem///

//3rd person POV//

your jaw dropped. like literally dropped. your eyes grew big and it took all of your self control not to squeal and run up to your big brother and give him the biggest hug. they. kissed. you finally lost it and was about to run up to him but Al loped his arm around your waist and his other hand around your mouth so Matt couldn't hear you. he goes back to his car and finally lets go of you.

"EEEEEHHHHHH!!!" you squeal loudly and jump up and down in your seat while Al covers his ears.

"(Y/N)! stop and calm the fuck down will you. i think you broke my fucking ears." Al says and you start to calm down a little bit.

"now lets go home before he does." Al says as he speeds out of the parking lot.

~time-skip brought to you by your emence fangirling.~

you and Al rush out of the car and run up to his room. you grab his phone and climb into his bed and he does the same grabbing his sun glasses and pretends to clean them right when Matt comes inside and up to Al's room.

"i see you two didn't even move since I've been gone."

"nope, not really." you say trying to control your breathing.

Matt rolls his eyes and walks away. you put the phone down as his foot steps fade and you hear his door open and close. you grin and look at Al seeing him grin back at you.

"should we tell Daddy?" you ask. Al shakes his head.

"this is going to be our little secret we use agent him, ok" you nod and go back to Al's phone when you hear the front door open again and Oliver yelling asking for help with the grocery's he just picked up while the three of you where at the mall.

you and Al get off his bed and walk down and see Matt texting someone, almost tripping on his own feet on the way to the car. you giggle as Al hands you the lightest bag and you run into the kitchen with it proud that you 'helped' your brothers. Oliver laughs and says

"why thank you poppet, how was your day out with Al?"

"shhhhh! daddy you cant tell Matt."

"and why is that?"

"Al said i cant tell you because its our little secret." you say quoting your brother.

Oliver laughs and starts to unpack the bags sending you to try and find your uncle. you search around a little before finding him sleeping in his bed. you where about to wake him when you yawn and seeing him sleeping on what now looked to you like a the most comfortable bed ever. so your little 6 year old mind told you to go take a nap with your uncle. you walk up to his bed and carefully pull the blankets back and climbing in, pulling the blankets back up to your chin and within moments you where fast asleep.

~timeskip brought to you by your adorableness.~

about an hour and a half later your uncle woke up from his 'little' nap and saw you cuddled up to him. he stared down at you not moving.

"hay Francis have you seen-" Oliver started but was shushed by Francis. Oliver bit his lip and smiled at the scene in front of him. here was your badass uncle who killed without mercy, not moving or making any noise so he wouldn't wake up his 6 year old niece. your uncle mouthed 'help me.' to Oliver but he just walked away knowing that he wouldn't scream after him. with a soft sigh he laid back down and put his arms around you falling back asleep until dinner was ready.

~sorry for the timeskiped but here's another one.~

when dinner was ready Oliver thought it was a good idea to finally wake you up. he walked up to where you and your uncle where and saw that he had fallen back asleep with his arms around you. he giggled quietly and walked over slowly shaking your uncle awake. he growled but got up and woke you up.

"come on (nickname), time for dinner." Francis said. you yawn and raised your hands up to Francis with a grabbing motion saying 'pick me up, please.' he sighed but picked you up none the less. you grabbed onto his shirt and nodded off again still tired.

as you get into the dinning room you hear fighting meaning your brothers where at it again.

"what the fuck Al!" Matt yells trying to choke your other brother.

"swear jar Matty." you say tiredly. your dad giggles at your cuteness. (lets be real your all pretty cute.) Matt looks up and sees you and your uncle and starts to laugh. Al looks up to and laughs as well. it was a pretty funny scene. there was your eccentric father, clad in his usual pink and blue clothes, your sloppy uncle with a three day old beard, greasy hair and clothes you where sure you had seen him wear yesterday, holding you, a little six year old girl with cute little pig tails and pink dress. it looked like a little family. (foreshadowing!) and quite a cute one at it. you give your brothers a confused look before snuggling back up to your uncle.

"come on poppet, lets have dinner and then you can go back to bed." your dad says. you just nod and sit down slowly eating your dinner before being carried up to your bed and falling asleep.