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Beyonce Knowles Home
December 19, 2025
I parked the car in front of the house, glancing back to see Brennox kicking his feet and making those little cooing noises he's always got going. I smiled, shaking my head.
Always got something to say, this one.
Hopping out, I walked around to his side first, opening the door. "What you talkin' about, big boy?" I asked, unbuckling him from the car seat. He gave me a big smile, still babbling away. I picked his carseat up.
I headed over to the other side, where Onyx was already stirring and put Brenny down, I could hear Onyx whining.
"I'm coming, I'm coming," I muttered, unbuckling him.
I sat him down right next to Brennox, making sure they were good before grabbing their bag and slinging it over my shoulder. I grabbed both car seats, balancing them awkwardly with my purse, and started toward the house.
Just as I was about to put them down to knock on the door, it swung open. Onika stood there, her face lighting up the moment she saw the boys. She immediately reached down to pick up Brennox, her voice turning into that sweet baby talk.
"Heyyy, Brenny," she cooed, kissing his cheeks.
He giggled, loving the attention.
Meanwhile, Onyx started fussing, his little face scrunching up like he was about to cry. I sighed, glancing over at Onika.
"You know your twin gets jealous," I teased.
Onika laughed, still focused on Brennox.
"Well, they're just gonna have to share Mommy," she said, kissing Brennox again as he babbled.
"And why haven't you said hi to me yet?" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
She looked up, grinning. "I'm sorry, hey bestie."
I rolled my eyes, smirking. "Girl, I am not your bestie."
I looked over at the kitchen and saw Nicki had made a spread of snacks and refreshments. We were interviewing one more person for the nanny position, and Nicki had this thing about wanting to impress them for some reason, so she always did a little snack spread.
I walked over and grabbed a cracker, eating it. "Where's Blue?"
"Remember she said she was hanging out with some friends after school today? She should be back in like two hours," she said, and I nodded. "And stop eating the damn snacks, Beyoncé."
"That lady's not going to eat all this," I said.
"Greedy ass. And then you wonder where Brenny gets it from," she said. I looked down at the twins, still in their car seats, just looking around.
