Result⚣Book 3✔️

Fourteen [6y|3y2m]

Fletcher- 6 years and 3 months old
Oliver-3 years and 2 months old

[November 2020/4 months pregnant]

"Rudolph the red nose reindeer-"Oliver giggles as he watches his older brother run around the livingroom with his bestfriend, singing, chanting and screaming the lyrics of well known Christmas songs as loud as they can. It was very entertaining for the three year old who hugs his plush panda to his chest and rubs his cheek on the soft fabric of his baby blue blankie.

Big brown eyes watch as Fletcher and Axel continue to entertain him, a distraction from his terrible sickness and the sore spot on his knee that he has from tripping up the stairs. His papa was busy in the kitchen preparing dinner for that evening while his Daddy was shopping for groceries at the store. This left the two terrible six year olds to be In charge of a poorly Oliver.

"It's Too early for Christmas songs."Axel clarifies, stopping mid run which makes him bump shoulders with Fletcher at the halt."My daddy says Christmas not started yet."He adds and Fletcher huffs with a pout, rolling his bright blue eyes at his bestfriend.

"It is Christmas,"

"Nuh-uh, Christmas in 'cember. Daddy says so."Axel uses his facts to back himself up, hands to his side and standing straight. He was a little taller than Fletcher, well Fletcher was taking after his Papas short build since he was taking after everything else from Louis, although he was stubborn like both his fathers.

"Papa! Axel says it's not Christmas! But it is!"Fletcher shouts, hating the fact that Axel could be correct because Axel was normally correct with everything. Louis is coming in from the kitchen dressed in a red woolly jumper and a pair of pregnancy Jeans. He was making snacks for the three boys in between also making dinner as Calum was scheduled to be picking the boy up soon.

"Fletcher, stop shouting."He scolds, walking into the Livingroom and sitting down on the sofa beside Oliver who cuddles into his papas side. It's a nice warmth, His papa always seems to be nice and warm and he likes it."Baby, it's only November, Christmas is soon but not right now."He soothes, running his hand through Fletchers soft hair that was slowly longing.

"See! I was right!"Axel smiles smugly, giggling whenever his best friend is glaring at him and shaking off his Papas touch.

"No one likes Know-It-Alls."The stubborn boy is grumbling under his breath, Axel hearing and frowning at what his best friend has just said. He knows Fletcher is just stubborn but that doesn't mean it doesn't hurt any less.

"Fletcher Blake, you apologise this instant."Louis snaps, being blessed with the fantastic ability to hear everything that comes out of Fletchers mouth. It was a trait that came with being a parent, Louis was able to hear everything and find everything even if it has already been claimed to be lost.

"Say sorry,"Oliver Chimes, finding his way onto Louis' lap, Panda and blankie and all. Oliver sticks his thumb into his mouth, sucking on his thumb for comfort as his Papa sorts out the small argument between the two 6 year olds that refuse to talk to one another.

"Well it's true."Fletcher continues to stick his ground, small arms coming to cross over his chest just as Axel copies the same pose.

"Fine, you two can huff all you want. The more you huff, the less snacks you'll get."Oliver makes a gasping sound at the threat, Looking between Fletcher and Axel with wide brown eyes and mouth Ajar. Papa has pulled the no snacks card! This is serious business!