To the Park

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        The next day, you woke up and decided to check on the boys. Peaking into their rooms you smile. "You guys are a lot more peaceful when you're asleep...." you say quietly. At that moment, something comes to you. You leave the room for a second, and then come back with a camera. You take pictures of each set of siblings and grin. You already had at least three pages full of pictures of the 1p brothers in a photo album. Now you have pictures of the 2p brothers to add to it. Quickly, you leave the room before they can wake up and see you. Those pictures are going to come back to haunt them. It's a nice thing to think about. A better thing to think about would be breakfast though.... Well, you guess you should make pancakes seeing how Matthew and James will probably ask about them. But they'll need something to do today as well. That's going to be tough. It was the end of fall and it was freezing. There weren't many things you could do in the cold. It wasn't like you didn't have anything to bundle them up with. You always had extra clothes for the boys. While you were cooking you heard a few excited shouts from upstairs. Confused, you looked out the window located over the kitchen sink. "Of course...." you grumble. Outside small, white flakes are falling to the ground slowly. Not sticking quite yet, but falling. Four little sets of footsteps made their way downstairs; they were still pretty happy when they got downstairs. You looked back to see them gazing out the window with grins and evil smirks on their faces. They were probably thinking of building snowmen, then destroying each other's snowmen. Then, possibly having a snowball fight, which was expected to end well. You turn to the boys with a plate. On that plate is a huge stack of delicious smelling pancakes. They pull their attention away from the snow and to the food. You smiled at them. They were in for a treat.

~Time Skip~

Bundle up and barely able to move, the five made their way to the nearby park. This was the main reason why you loved your house. The park was huge and had plenty of space. Not only that, but there were never many people around this area, so it was perfect for practice. "Okay boys, don't run off too far, I need to be able to see you," and after your warning they ran off. With a happy sigh you sit down and watch them play for a few hours. Alfred and Allen were building snow forts; James and Matthew were building a snow bear. Both of their polar bears just sat off to the side, watching them play like you were doing. Allen looked over his wall at Alfred who was doing the same. Both raised and arm and threw a snowball over the wall. Sadly, due to the fact that they both have great aim, both snowballs hit their target. The boys fell back with snow in their faces. James then decided to make a snowball and drop it on Allen's face, and so the snowball fight began. The bears moved out of the way as white orbs flew in every direction. You whipped out your camera every now and then to get a picture. Matthew stood on the side. Kuma (the bigger of the two bears) looked over at him and nudged his arm. Matthew jumped when he felt it and looked up at the massive beast. His eye began to water when the bear walked around and stood behind him. Matthew closed his eyes. When he opened them he found himself a bit higher than he should be off the ground. He looked down and saw that he was on Kuma's back. Meanwhile, the other three had an idea. Each had a snowball in his hand. While you were playing in the snow they walked up to you quietly. Too late, you looked up and were ambushed. Three snowballs hit you in the chest. With a grin, you stood up reach in front of you. Grabbing handfuls of snow you form a ball. They see what you're doing and scatter. You toss the ball at Alfred and it breaks and it hits his back. He laughs and grins as you get hit by Allen and James simultaneously. Without a moments hesitation, Alfred jumps on you and the other set of brothers does the same, giggling and laughing. They actually seemed like they were enjoying themselves. Just hearing their laughter made you laugh along with them. And you continued to laugh, lying in the snow, until you looked up to see someone looming above you.

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