Little Mix as your moms (With Some Ships)

Overprotective Mafia Parents (AU)

Hi, I'm Arlo James Matthew Thirlwall-Edwards, the 10 year old and youngest son of Perrie Louise Edwards-Thirlwall and Jade Amelia Edwards-Thirlwall as I have a elder twin brother named AJ Benjamin Daniel Thirlwall-Edwards who is 3 hours older, along with 2 big brothers named Leo Tobias Jackson Thirlwall-Edwards and Pierce Harley Matthias Thirlwall-Edwards who are 17 and 20.
(Perrie is Mama and Jade is Mummy)

Arlo's POV: My parents are the most feared mafia bosses in the entirety of England, worth billions of pounds and heavily protected by guards. I'm the current 4th in line to gaining mafia boss status. We live in a massive house in Manchester, heavily guarded by armed security.

To the outside world, they are terrifying, invincible masterminds with no remorse ever shown but towards me and my siblings, they are the complete opposite, willing to do whatever to keep us protected or keep us happy.
"Morning, my little princes." Mama greets me and my twin brother, opening the curtains.
"Morning, mama." My brother greets her, groggily.
"We are heading out to the shops for some new clothing for the two of you so  get yourselves dressed and I'll get Kasen, the butler, to make you whatever you want for breakfast." She tells us, before walking out.

At the shops: My two parents are just going through the clothes when I notice  the Javier Andrews, our main rival in our presence.
"What do you think about this one, boys?" Mummy  inquires, showing us some hoodies.
"Mummy, Javier Andrews is here." I inform her, they both look and spot them.
"Good spot, my darling." Mama tells me, leading me and AJ away from their sight and have our guards keep a eye on them.
"Mummy, what exactly is going on between our family and the Andrews?" My brother asks, holding onto Mama's hand.
"It goes back to your nana and grandpa (Jade's parents)" Mummy explains. "They had a very bad trade with them and they have never forgave our family and have had a grudge against us since... Leo once threatened one of their sons and that has relit the hatred."

A few minutes later: I'm just looking through the hoodies when I somehow get separated from Mama, Mummy, AJ and the security leaving me vulnerable to being attacked by Javier Andrews whom are getting closer and closer towards me. It all goes worse when Javier Andrews, the mafia boss of the family comes up to me.
"Hey there, little boy. Where are your mumsies gone off to? What are you gonna do without your mama or mummy?" He asks me, aggressively grabbing my shirt and holding me up against the wall. I notice my two mothers directly behind him.
"I'd let go of me, immediately because someone you don't wanna see is behind you." I inform him with a cocky ass smile on my face. "This ain't going to end well for you."

Back at the house, we've actually kidnapped the head of the rival.
"Lads, bring this asshole downstairs to the basement. We need to teach this bastard a lesson in what never to do." Mummy tells the guards, grabbing Javier's hair snd leaving him on the ground.

A few minutes later, Perrie's POV: Me and Jade arrive to the basement to find Javier tied up against the wall. As you can tell, we are really overprotective of our kids, nobody ever lays a hand on them.
"Look what we have here, a Andrews in our home." My wife sarcastically jokes, staring at the bastard tied to the wall. "You know that kid that you assaulted at that shop, he's our son and nobody lays a finger on our kids when we're living and breathing." I inform him, crossing my arms, laughing at him. "How about we get our little boy down here and he can do what he wants with you." My wife suggests, rubbing her hands together.

"Go and get Arlo, now." My wife demands, pointing at the guard.

Arlo's POV: I'm just playing with AJ in our room when a guard knocks on the door.
"Master Arlo, your mother has requested your presence." He tells me, I sigh and me and AJ head downstairs to the basement to find Javier tied to the wall.
"What is it mummy?" I respond, crossing my arms. "You wanted me?"
"Yeah, since this bastard decided to put his hands on you, we are giving you permission to decide what happens." Mama replies, smiling at me.
"I say we beat the bastard to he's bruised." I suggest, making them both nod.
"Bring us the table of torture devices." Mummy demands and a table full of weapons appears. "You two do what you want with him, mama will stay and watch as I need to go and sort out a deal." She then walks upstairs,  leaving me, AJ and Mama.
"Go ahead, lads." Mama encourages, pointing towards the table. "Just don't kill him. I have a fun idea of how to do that."

A few minutes later, this guy is bruised, bleeding and weak.
"You had enough yet, Andrews?" Mama teases our prisoner, grabbing him by the hair and scoffing.
"I'm done, mama." My brother happily tells her and I agree with him.
"Fantastic, well it's time for the main event. Boys, bring out the crossing stake and tie this bastard to it." Me and AJ celebrate, we love the crossing stick.

For context, the crossing stick is how we sometimes eliminate our enemies, just imagine what happens to Guy Fawkes and just increase the pain by 1000% since the victim is still alive. It consists of a pole cemented into the ground with firewood placed all around the stick and it is lit and you can imagine the rest...

Being the son of mafia bosses is the legitimate best!