The Case Of The Children |Fyolai. Ft: Ivan & Others(mpreg)

chapter Three. "a cat has nine lives" this one has four.

ivan pov:

''Gogol!-'' i called out as i watched the man leave. ''i do not even know what you're children look like-'' my vision blurred and i could hear Gogol's voice behind me. ''i'm guessing, i'll have to introduce you~ oh well'' i agressively turned to my back as soon as i heard the slam of the door. ''Gogol?''. . . . . . ''Look this side ivan!'' i heard him from my left as i listened to what i was told.

i look to the side and i see Gogol standing with four children. oh my- has he kidnapped these children?- has he- as my thoughts were interrupted i see Gogol peering at me, with a serious expression on his face. Were they actually his children? i gave it a thought before i studied them.

i lowered my back forward and rested my hands on my thighs as i waved to what seemed of a little girl hiding behind Gogol. i tried to put on what seemed like the best smile i could do, on my face but as in reply the girl hid her face behind his back. had i frightened her?

''ahem'' i heard Gogol and straightened myself. he looks back and slightly pushes the girl forward. ''This is Dania! dos-kun and i's only daughter'' He said with a silly grin on his face. if i were to be honest, i didn't enjoy it. ''now, she usually reads more than she oftenly plays with her brothers, so i suggest you leave her be'' . . She looks familliar. . . have i seen someone with the looks of her before?

Dania:

i noted down what he had said at the back of my brain. it wasn't all that meaningfull to me.

''Raskolnikov!'' he calls out to a boy across to the table where we sat. i wonder how he had picked his children's names.

The boy walked over to his so called 'father' in a behavoural way. Atleast his children had gotten a little decency from master Fyodor. . . . Even though i still choose not to belive him. ''This is Raskolnikov, i would like for you to keep an eye on him much more. he gets interested in many things he comes in contact with, and then wanders around'' . . . . . . . . . . .

Raskolnikov: (before you say anything yes he was named after the protagonist of Fyodor's book)

once again, i kept it in mind but i wasn't going to remember it all that well. A small boy with white hair walks up to Gogol. The face is familliar just like Dania's, but i can't seem to lay a finger on it. ''This is shine! (shi-ne, as in 'die') , i don't know where he got his traits from but i say he's just the one that got my ugly hair'' i was flattered, he admited that but . . . i feel like i've seen someone just like his child. .

shine:

''last but not the least'' i heard Gogol say. ''this is our youngest, Fyolai!'' There isn't much i can say about Fyolai. . Gogol hadn't told me much either. i just know that he looked like master Fyodor.

. . . Atleast now i have information on his 'children'. ''Now, Gogol. . Gogol?'' i turn back to see Gogol leaving as he holds the knob of the door. ''Take care of them ivan!~, i'll be back with dos-kun'' . . This time i stayed silent. i was done complaining. i'd just have to deal with it.

i watched him swing the door open, smile with a little wave, walk out. and the door slammed.

i have to babysit these children?