Father's day - RK & MK & WFK & AFK

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"Reece, what are you doing at the nursery. You said you were having Dorian and Emery at your house today?" Autumn questioned him anxiously. Behind her calm mask she put on for everyone, she was nervous about them being at the nursery because she knew what her father was capable of. "Marj wanted to see them, so i have popped into the office with them on route home. They are fine with their uncle Reecey." He told her simply, earning a look from Marjorie.

Once he was off the phone, Marjorie went to speak before being cut off. "It's fathers Day on Sunday, and it will be winter first, so i needed to make him something from the twins. So i thought,  while i have them and hes in preschool, i could take them to the baby room and get Charlotte and Sorscha to help me with it." Me explained quietly.

Marjorie couldn't help but smile at her husband. "Reece knight, that is so thoughtful of you. I won't tear you a new one about lying to Aut when her children are involved." She told him confidently. "I will keep one of them in here so you are juggling both of them, and then i can give them their bottles before you walk home." She whispered while looking at the cooing babies.

Reece smiled at his wife before handing Dorian over to her. "We won't be long beautiful, then you can do bottles." He whispered softly before kissing her cheek and leaving the office.

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"I can't get the paint out from between her toes without making her cry, so i will let you try." He told Marjorie quietly while holding Emery in his arms, her cheeks wet with tears. "Oh sweetheart, what did uncle reecey do to you." She cooed before taking her into her other arm and passing Dorian over to Reece. "Don't upset him as well," She warned while finding the baby wipes and their bottles out of their bag. "Come on, sweetheart, let's get your bottle and then auntie Marji with give you a clean because Uncle Reecey isn't good at it." She whispered as Reece watched her with their niece before walking out to go back to the baby room.

Marjorie quickly made her bottle before heading back to the office, laying Emery down in her arms before giving her the bottle. "There you go, sweetheart." She hushed as the room filled with quiet coos. "Well done, my love." She whispered while watching the little girls eyes begin to flutter. She continued to watch while whispering soothing words to Emery as she fed.

It didn't take long for the little girl to fall asleep. Marjorie slowly put her bottle down onto her desk, puxjing up a baby wipe to clean her toes while she's asleep. Thankfully, she doesn’t notice. "There we go, my love, shh sweetheart," Marjorie whispered while laying her down into the pram, rocking it gently.

As if on que, Reece pushes open the door with Dorian, who is historically crying in his arms. "Oh, sweetheart." She whispered sadly before moving to take the baby. "He really hated the paint, but it's done now." Reece whispers with a proud smile. Marjorie prepared Dorians bottle, the same way she did for Emery before taking him from Reece. "It's okay, sweetheart, I've got you. Shhh, " she hushed as he took a shaky breath before letting out little whimpers.

Just then, Reeces phone rang, and he answered it quickly as he saw it was Autumn. "Yes, hello to you too. Emery has had a bottle and is asleep." He started.  "Yes, you can hear Dorian, but he is fine, Marjorie is about to give him his bottle. he's just a bit unsettled, but he will be fine." He told her before rolling his eyes. "No, you dont need to come over here. Just go away, they are fine. If i have a problem, i will call you." He finally snapped before hanging up the phone.

Marjorie shot Reece a look while feeding Dorian. "They are her children, Reece. She has the right to know when they are sad or why they are sad. You can't just yell at her and hang up. Now go into the preschool room and tell Winter to call Aut and make sure she js okay after you snapped. I will look after the twins." She told him sternly, to which he left the room without another word. "Your poor moma has to put up with him too much." She whispered while watching Dorian slowly fall asleep in her arms.

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