Teddies and Milk Bottles (A ghost bird fanfic)

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" Right, okay, so... basically you've all turned into babies and I have to look after you for 16 weeks?" I said like they would answer me as I paced back and forth, before collapsing on the sofa "Okay, I can do this. You can look after them, Sang. I mean, how hard can looking after 9 kids be? Actually, don't answer that."

Running my hands through my hair, I mumbled, "I need a coffee."

Getting back up again, I made my way to the kitchen to get a coffee- not one of my sweet ones, one really dark one that Nathan normally has. Maybe if I drink really strong coffee, I'll wake up and none of this will be real.

Little Sean and Owen followed, Sean skipping slightly and Owen shuffling along. I only just noticed that he was holding a grey teddy.

The moment I got into the kitchen, I turned to coffee machine on and got a mug out, waiting for it to produce some coffee.

" Sangy, can I have a cookie? Please can I have a cookie? Please, please, please!" Sean begged, his little green eyes watering as he looked up at me, making my knees weaken.

" Okay, but only one," I told him, handing him a cookie from the cookie jar that Luke had insisted that we had put in, much to North's displeasure.

" Cwan I have won?"

It took me five seconds to work out who said that, and when I did, I let out a "aww!"

Owen has a wisp! To much cuteness... Dying...

" Of course baby," I cooed, handing him a cookie, wondering why I just called Mr Owen Blackbourne a baby, but at the same time thinking it fitted him with his little mini suit and tie, big glasses and grey teddy bear.

" I'm nowt a bwaby!" Owen insisted, stomping his foot, crossing his arms and scowling up at me.

" Of course not, darling," I said, poring coffee into my mug.

I think some small part of me is really enjoying the boys as babies.