(TRANSLATION:That bleedin' baby was getting all the attention now. I mean, yeah, Cherub and I got a bit of fuss now and then, but mostly when I'd done something wrong. It seemed like the spotlight had shifted, permanently, to that tiny one everyone kept cooing over.)
(TRANSLATION:And don't even get me started on that fat blonde one. Absolute twat, that lad was. He had the cheek to show up every time, stuffing his face more than the kids did, and managing to weasel his way into the leftovers. I swear, the bloke ate like he hadn't seen a meal in days. If he wasn't yappin' away, he was cramming his mouth full, waddling about like he owned the place.)
(TRANSLATION:I wanted more babies, Cherub wanted more babies, but no, the fat one didn't. He had the nerve to tell us we were little shits! Can you believe that? Like it was his call to make! Every time we tried, he'd shake his head and mutter something about how we already had our hands full with the chaos of Tom, Dick, and Harry.)
(TRANSLATION: "Another one? Are you mad?" he'd say, stuffing his face as usual. "You lot are bad enough already!" Like we weren't the ones dealing with him mooching off every meal and leaving a trail of crumbs behind him. The lad acted like he was doing us a favor, keeping us from more kids, when all we wanted was a bigger family.)
_______________________ A/N Don't even ask why I made this chapter, I felt like it needed to be added, but this Is probably the last chapter now :) Love you all!!
