Dangerous connection (Freenbecky)

Chapter 43 :

Morning Cuddles and Mischief

The morning chaos in Freen and Becky's room quickly became a regular ritual. Every day began with the twins bursting into their parents' room, racing to claim the coveted "first hug" of the day. Freen had become an expert at juggling their squabbles while giving each child the attention they craved. But this time, Becky decided she needed to set some rules.

"Alright, you two," Becky said, sitting cross-legged on the bed as the twins fought for Freen's arms. "We're going to take turns. Sam gets first hugs on odd days, and Finley gets them on even days. Deal?"

Sam tilted his head, looking thoughtful. "What's an odd day?"

Becky sighed dramatically. "It's like... today. Mommy will explain the calendar later. Just know it's Sam's turn today."

Finley frowned but nodded, crossing her tiny arms. "Okay, but I get two hugs tomorrow!"

Freen chuckled as he ruffled Finley's hair. "You're already a little negotiator, Princess. Maybe you'll be a lawyer one day."

"I want to be a princess!" Finley declared, her pout turning into a bright grin. "With a castle and ponies!"

"And I want to be a superhero!" Sam chimed in, puffing his chest out. "I'll fight the bad guys!"

Freen and Becky exchanged amused looks as the twins launched into a lively debate about whose dream was better. Freen pulled Becky closer, his hand resting protectively on her shoulder. "You've got your hands full with these two, Princess."

Becky leaned into him with a smirk. "Me? You're the one they follow around like ducklings, Daddy Bunny."

Afternoon Adventures: The Garden Fiasco

As the twins grew more active, Freen decided to channel their boundless energy into gardening. He thought it would be a simple, peaceful activity. He was wrong.

"Okay, kids," Freen announced, crouching beside a patch of soil in their backyard. "We're planting flowers here. This is called a trowel. You dig with it, like this." He demonstrated, hoping to inspire them.

Sam immediately grabbed the trowel, digging furiously. "I'm making a cave for the worms!"

"Ew! No worms!" Finley shrieked, throwing her hands up. "I want flowers, Daddy!"

Becky, sitting on a nearby bench with a glass of lemonade, couldn't stop laughing. "I told you this would end in chaos."

Freen sighed, but he couldn't help smiling. "Sam, we're planting flowers, not worm caves. And Finley, flowers grow in dirt, so worms are part of the package."

Finley's face twisted in thought. "Okay... but only nice worms."

The gardening session turned into a mud fight when Sam decided to fling a clump of soil at Freen. Finley joined in, and soon all three of them were covered in dirt. Becky shook her head but quickly ran to grab her phone to capture the messy but joyful scene.

Later, after a long bath and lots of laughter, the twins proudly displayed the few flowers they had managed to plant in between their antics.

"They're the prettiest flowers ever," Becky said, kissing both their cheeks. "You two did amazing."

"And I'm keeping my worm!" Sam declared, holding up a jar. Finley gagged and ran to hide behind Becky.

Evening Meltdowns

Bedtime was another adventure entirely. Freen and Becky had agreed to read bedtime stories to help the twins settle down, but the twins had very different tastes in books.

"I want the superhero book!" Sam shouted, clutching his favorite comic.

"No! The princess story!" Finley protested, holding a pink-covered fairy tale.

Freen knelt between them, trying to negotiate. "How about we read both? One for Sam, one for Finley."

"But I want mine first!" they both said at the same time.

Becky stepped in, her hands on her hips. "Alright, whoever brushes their teeth first gets to pick the first story."

The twins scrambled to the bathroom, bumping into each other in their hurry. Becky grinned at Freen. "Sometimes, you just have to outsmart them."

Freen laughed, pulling her close. "You're a genius, Princess."

Once the twins were finally in bed, Freen and Becky sat together on the couch, exhausted but happy. "I don't know how you do it, Bunny," Becky said, resting her head on his shoulder. "They wear me out."

"They wear me out too," Freen admitted. "But I wouldn't trade this for anything."

The First Day of Preschool

The next big milestone came when the twins were ready for preschool. Becky had spent weeks preparing them, labeling their bags and picking out matching outfits. But when the big day arrived, emotions ran high.

"I don't want to go!" Finley wailed, clinging to Becky's leg. "I'll miss you, Mommy!"

Sam, on the other hand, was bouncing with excitement. "I'm gonna make so many friends!"

Freen crouched down to Finley's level, gently stroking her hair. "It's okay, Princess. You'll have fun, I promise. And Mommy and I will be right here to pick you up."

Finley sniffled but nodded, her big eyes shining with tears. "Promise?"

"Promise," Freen said, giving her a pinky swear.

At the school gates, Becky wiped her own tears as she waved goodbye to the twins. "They're growing up so fast," she whispered, leaning into Freen.

"They'll always be our babies," Freen said, wrapping an arm around her. "No matter how big they get."

Life's Sweet Moments

Over the months, the family settled into their routine, filled with milestones, challenges, and countless moments of love. Freen and Becky balanced their roles as parents and partners, always finding time to support each other. Whether it was Becky calming Freen after a stressful workday or Freen surprising Becky with breakfast in bed, their love only deepened.

One evening, as they watched the twins play in the living room, Becky turned to Freen, her eyes soft. "Do you think we're doing okay?"

Freen smiled, pulling her close. "We're doing better than okay, Princess. Look at them—they're happy, healthy, and full of life. We're giving them everything they need."

Becky nodded, resting her head on his chest. "I couldn't do this without you, Bunny."

"And I couldn't do it without you," Freen replied, kissing her forehead.

As the twins giggled and tackled each other on the floor, Freen and Becky held each other close, grateful for the beautiful, chaotic life they had built together.