The Billionaire's Cure

•Chapter~42°

They're a couple, a perfect pair,
In a relationship that's slightly impaired.

They adore each other, but also like to fight,
It's a hobby, really, and they're quite skilled at night.

She snores like a chainsaw, he steal the blankets too,
They're a mess, but somehow, their love shines through.

He's a neat freak, she's a disaster zone,
But together, they're a beautiful, crazy home.

So if you see them natural state,
Don't be alarmed, it's just their love create.

They're a couple, a little weird, but true,
And their love, despite the chaos, forever shines through!~  by an ameautur writer from Pluto.

Author's POV

In a chaotic scene straight out of  a Bollywood comedy, Aadrika was running around like a headless chicken searching for  someone.

Her hair was sticking up in every direction, her shirt was on inside out, and her shoes...well one was a flip flop and the other was a sneaker, because why'd she need a matching shoes when she was madly searching for her 10th human.

Her face was a picture of determination, but her eyes were wild, like a crazy person. She was over and over muttering to herself.

"I can do this, I undoubtedly do this, I'm a functioning woman at all...Oh! Wait no I'm not!" 

On a sudden, at a considerable distance far from her, a helicopter hovered above the ground, Arjun Singhania prepared to make his grand entrance, he adjusted his sunglasses, puffed out of his chest, and gave a thumbs up to the imaginary camera view.

But Blast!

On the spur of the moment, he realized he was standing in a giant mud pit not on the clean ground however, he tried to play it cool after his helicopter-fu fail.

He tried to take a step forward, but his feet were stuck in the mud. He utterly gave the appearance like a flamingo, balancing on one leg while trying to pull the other out.

Eventually, he somehow managed to untangled himself from the web of that unexpected difficulty.

"One of our kid is missing!"

His wife wailed, running towards him and frantically waving her hand like a chicken in distress, her husband occupied with playing candy crush in his phone, answered in a placid manner.

"I've got my trusty detective skills...and by detective skills, I mean I can find a couch in a dark room."

As he set off on his "mission" he tripped over his own feet and almost stumbled over to the ground. His wife sighed and shook her head in incredulity, "Maybe I should just call our neighbours to help search....."

"Fear not, my love, I shall definitely find our offspring." He declared and strode up to her, then he proceeded to count the kids, pointing to each one.

"Okay, so we've got Aayan, Advait, bubblegum, Mitochondria, pumpkin, Captain America, Loki McSassypants, Thor's hammer, Kirmada,  and....uh, What's its name?"

"Oh Joy! Another thing to deal with, It's Lola lollipop."

She let out a heavy sigh, her words laced with sarcasm and she in the next moment threw up her hands in air.

In the midst of heavily commotion, the area unpredictably morphed into.... a marching band playing a triumph tune.

The kids of their started dancing, Arjun, caught up in the moment started dancing too, but his peculiar moves were so ridiculously over the top he kept crushing into the wooden furnitures while his wife was doing the chicken dance with flapping arms and squawking sound.