After Taste⚣Book 2✔️

Thirty-Eight (3y|8m)

Fletcher-3 years and 9 months old
Oliver-8 months old

Cutesy sad chapter in the horizon

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Yeah I know,late chapters,sorry

Photo-Peter pan!!

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Enjoy :) (May 2018)

"Dada!Dada!Dada!"Oliver started to chant around his dummy mindlessly to himself from where he was sitting on in his play pen-by himself- with his blankie on the ground in front of him and baby toys scattered around the play pen.Fletcher was Sat on the sofa with Wilson and Zee,chocolate milk in his light green simply cup and dressed in his nursery uniform as he watched Peter Pan.It seemed to be his favourite movie to watch at the moment,Especially after nursery since he hated nursery and watching Peter Pan seemed to cheer him up,that and he always thought that his Papa looked like Peter Pan.Nursery wasn't at all going that well for young Fletcher Blake Blue Payne,he hated it with a passion,he didn't have friends (well apart from Axel),everyone was mean to him,The colours were all worn out and he never got the cookie that he wanted at snack time.

Nursery was terrible for Fletcher,he didn't understand why no one liked him,he was kind and sweet most of the time unless he didn't get what he wanted,then he turned into a sassy little shit.All of the boys in his nursery stayed in different little groups and so did the girls,but Fletcher thought that girls were icky,apart from Bonnie because Bonnie was his Uncle Ash and Lukeys baby and he couldn't think that was icky.Axel was the only child at his nursery that wasn't mean to him,Axel was his bestest friend in the whole world.He didn't mind the activities that he was able to do,it was mostly colouring,playing and singing to nursery rhymes which Fletcher didn't mind,and his teachers were decent and kind.He didn't like Ms Elliot though,she always tried to flirt with his daddy and papa was daddies.

Today at Nursery the bigger boys in his class cut up his drawing of a bunny rabbit and laughed at him and then stole his cookie at snack time.

So Fletcher wasn't in the best of moods.

"Olli!Shh!"Fletcher hissed,a pout on his adorable face and his small eyebrows scrunched up on his forehead as he tried to make his baby brother be quiet so that he could enjoy his movie and just chill.Oliver was very lively and loud,he was always shouting for Daddy and needing attention,or well that's what Fletcher thought.It was true,Oliver was a massive Daddy's boy while Fletcher was a proud Papas boy and would rather be with his Papa than his Daddy.He spent more time with his Papa.Oliver didn't listen and continued to chant to only word tag the knew as loud as his little voice would let him."Papa!Olli 'nnoying!"Fletcher started to complain getting off of the sofa and stomping his little van covered foot on the ground,angry that Olli was be rude and Interrupting his favourite movie.

"Papa!Where are 'ou?"Fletcher called,a frown on his face as he stood in the livingroom with just Oliver who had now quietened down and was now grabbing and batting at different toys.Whenever Fletcher would complain about something or someone his papa would be sprinting in from whatever he was doing and see whatever wrong and sort it out.His papa was always he best at something things out.Or if Fletcher wanted to show him something and call his name,he would come in and see what his eldest wanted to show him.He didn't run in,and now Fletcher was getting a little scared and suspicious as that wasn't what Louis would do.Louis was always on alert."Come,Wilson 'nd Zee,we go find Papa,"He talked to his stuffed toys as he grabbed them off the sofa and took a glance at Oliver who was content in his play pen.He was able to unlock the baby gate with ease and shut it again.