4 July 2002
The adults had left their kids to play outside while they talked inside for the small 4th of July gathering they had. Alexandra was just standing by a table not really listening as she stayed away from the others. She had just been holding a cassette player playing Kate Bush or what not that her mom made her because it kept her happy on long drives. So the youngest of the whole group had decided to situate herself near some garden ornaments in a stoney area but stood incase called inside.
Christopher grabbed a ball and went over to her, he thought she was mentally deranged standing there. "We're playing soccer." He said almost demandingly knowing he'd get away with it because Charlie and Mav were right there inside. "I'm sorry but I don't want t- Hey!" Alexandra whispered shouted when he took her cassette tape. She hated yelling and noise so she stayed quiet as she always did almost mute. "What even is this anyways- it's not important." The months older boy taunted as she jumped to try and grab it. "I already said I didn't want to play. Now give it back!" Alexandra whined out before he shoved her back, making her stumble a bit at first. "You're going to." The very let's say dickhead child almost snapped standing on her cassette tape as she nearly cried at that. "You're such a baby."
"Baby?" Alexandra said confused as she took that literally as she did with anything else. At that point Christopher just shoved her back as she let out a yell as she smacked her head off a garden decoration and she felt the stones cut into her arms and stuff as Mary almost bolted over tackling Christopher with Henry Neven not far behind her and the adults from inside hadn't noticed until they started yelling at each other as Alexandra finally wailed louder than she ever spoke. Hollywood pushed himself through the kids and forced the adults to stay back until he figured what the hell was going on. He picked up the three years on the ground as she clung to him and babbled something about cassette and Christopher. Once the kids saif everything, Wolfman snatched his youngest from his "best friend" and almost growled,ironic "Control your fucking kids Charlie and Mav." And by that point the two who'd been checking their son turned around and fuck did Goose wish he brought his Polaroid.
