Warning's: Fluff, Argument (s?), Relationship issues, Pregnancy
Kid's Age's:
Lucas - 9
Lucy - 7
Elijah - 5
Elena - 1
Lunar's POV:
"Pleaseee! I promise I'll be good!" She begs.
"Lucy, for the last time, no. We can't get a dog," I argue. We've been bickering about this for the past five minutes.
"Whyyy?" She whines.
"Because I said so. Plus, our house is really small, there's not enough room for a dog," I point out.
"Then why can't we just move!"
"Lucy, stop," I command. She stares at me with puppy eyes, and I just shake my head.
"Can we at least get a cat?" She questions. I open my mouth to respond, but feel a gentle kick.
I put a hand on my stomach, and continue,"Lucy, honey, we can't get either. I'm sorry sweetheart, but we just done have enough space."
"Hhmp. You are a meany!" She says while crossing her arms. I sigh, pretty much to exhausted to deal with my own daughter's complaints.
"No means no, end of discussion."
"Ugh! You and daddy suck!" She spits out with an attitude. Before I get a chance to say something, she stomps away. I sigh once again; fed up with my daughter's actions. When will she understand that we just don't have room? My thoughts continue cycling and piling, until my second youngest child walks in.
"Mommy, I'm hungry. Can you make me something to food?" My son, Elijah, asks.
"Sure honey," I reply. I then saunter my way to the kitchen, holding my now sixth month pregnant belly.
"Can I have a grilled cheese?"
"Of course," I reply; grabbing cheese and bread. I place the two together, and proceed making the request of my five year old. I finish, and hand the plate with the now cooked meal in front of him.
"Thank you!" He says with a toothy smile. I smile back softly, then musher my way over to the living room sofa. Jeez, I'm tired. I mean having four kids, and expecting your fifth will do that. I swear, Evan needs to start using more protective. I shake my head lightly to stop my thinking, then turn on my TV. I enter the app "Netflix" and start pondering about what I should watch. Maybe I could- a sound of a doorbell rings through the air; interrupting my thoughts. I groan and walk over to my front door. To my surprise, I see my sister Gold and her new baby.
"Hey Lunar!" She smiles, greeting me.
"Hi gold, what are you doing here?" I inquire.
"Wow, what a way to greet me," She teases. I roll my eyes; a small grin still present on my face.
"But seriously, is there any reason you wanted to come by?"
"Well actually, there is," She says, her eyes giving off a shine of sadness. Her face follows the action of her eyes, dropping down to a regular expression. I frown upon seeing her emotion change like that. Something definitely not right, but I wonder what...
- Inside the House -
"So," I voice; breaking a awkward silence, "What brings you here?"
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Krew Oneshots <3
Fanfiction{Cursing, may be descriptive on blood/pain, LGBTQ+, sensitive topics like; suicide and depression. I might take requests, not sure yet. A small possibility of smut; will include angst and fluff. I'll try my best to put warnings though!} This book...
