One direction one shots

Troubles at the park

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Zayn- 12
Louis- 8
Harry- 7
Calum- 6
Ashton- 5
Michael- 4
Luke- 3
Niall- Daddy/Dad/Uncle Ni
Liam- Papa/Uncle Li
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"Alright, we're here! Be safe, have fun, and don't talk to adults you don't know!" Liam called after three of the older boys. "And Calum!" Calum turned.

"Yeah, Uncle Li?" he asked.

"No hanging upsidedown off the monkey bars anymore, okay?" Liam instructed.

"Okay, Uncle Li! I won't!" Calum called before running off to catch up with his cousins. Liam turned back to the car, where his husband, Niall, was getting the rest of their nephews out of the car.

"Why does your sister have so many kids?" Niall asked, unbuckling Ashton from his carseat and helping him out of the car. Ashton rubbed his eyes and immediately latched himself on to Niall's leg. Liam and Niall chuckled.

"I don't know. She does love kids, though," Liam answered, picking up Ashton and placing the boy on his hip.

"Clearly," Niall laughed, holding Luke and Michael on his own hips. Michael sucked on his thumb and Luke mouthed at Niall's neck softly.

"Why don't we give you something better to suck on, yeah?" Zayn, Liam and Niall's oldest son, suggested; taking Luke from Niall and popping a fire truck pacifier into his mouth.

"Thanks, Z. Now you wouldn't mind watching them and making sure they don't get hurt, right?" Liam asked.

"What else am I supposed to do at a park?" Zayn answered. Liam ruffled his hair.

"Thanks, Z." Zayn set out a blanket and some toys and watched his little cousins play.

"Zaynie! Could you push me on the swing?" Ashton asked as he ran up.

"Sure. How do you like to be pushed, Ash?" Zayn asked.

"High! Really high! Like Mummy and Daddy do it!" Ashton answered, raising his arms above his head and jumping for emphasis.

"Okay, Ash. I'll try my best," Zayn said, lifting Ashton onto the swing and pushing him. After a while, they heard a scream coming from the opposite side of the playground.

"That was Lukey!" Ashton exclaimed, hopping off the swing and running toward the area where the scream came from. Zayn followed and when he got there, he saw a crying Michael holding a sobbing Luke. Zayn sat down and pulled both boys into his lap.

"Mikey, what happened?" he asked.

"A meanie boy took my favorite toy and pushed Lukey over," Michael said, wiping his tears with the back of his hand.

"Who?"

"Over there." Michael pointed to a boy in the sandbox who looked bigger than the sandbox itself.

"Okay. How about you go and play with Uncle Li and Uncle Ni and I'll handle this," Zayn suggested, standing up and starting his cousins in the direction of his dads. He walked over to the kid in the sandbox and tapped his shoulder. The kid looked up.

"What?" he snarled.

"You stole my cousin's toy and I want it back," Zayn answered. He knew confidence was key and he stood tall. Until the kid stood up as well. He looked around a year younger than Zayn, but towered over the raven-haired boy. He was twice as wide as Zayn, too.

"And what if I don't wanna give it back?" the kid threatened.

"I'll beat you up!" Zayn replied. The kid laughed.

"Ha! Go back to your kiddy pool, little baby," he scoffed before pushing Zayn over onto the rocks. Zayn felt his eyes water.

"Ouch," he mumbled, wiping the rocks from his skin.

"Aw, is the wittle baby guna cwy?" the big kid taunted. Zayn frowned and wiped the moisture from his eyes.

"No." He got up and headed in the direction of his dads and cousins.

"Generally, I would be very disappointed in you, Zayn. But Ashton told me you were defending Luke and Michael. So, I'm proud of you, son," Liam said, ruffling Zayn's hair.

"Thanks, Papa," Zayn responded. He knelt down to Michael. "And I believe this is yours, Mikey." He took a green dinosaur out of the pocket of his blue hoodie and held it out.

"Yay!" Michael exclaimed, hugging Zayn. "Thanks, Zaynie."

"No problem."

"How'd ya get it?" Ashton asked.

"I picked it up when he shoved me over," Zayn said with a shrug.

"I think we've had enough fun for one day," Niall said. "Let's just grab Calum and go."

"Hey, Lou, Haz, where's Calum?" Liam asked. Louis and Harry looked at each other.

"We were trying to tell you..." Louis paused.

"Tell me what?"

"Cal is hanging upsidedown from the monkey bars again. He got stuck," Harry finished.

"WHAT?!" Liam ran in the direction of the monkey bars to find Calum in the middle, hanging by his knees.

"Sorry, Uncle Li," Calum whispered.

"Why would you do it again after I told you not to?" Liam asked.

"I dunno. I was showing off to Haz and Lou."

"That was very irresponsible of you, Cal," Liam scolded.

"I know, Uncle Li. Now can I come down? I'm getting lightheaded," Calum answered.

"Right." Liam lifted the boy down and set him on the ground. As they walked back to the car, Calum clutched his stomach.

"Uncle Li?" he groaned. Liam stopped and turned to look at his oldest nephew.

"What's wrong?"

"I don't feel so good," Calum whispered. In an instant, he doubled over and threw up all over the mean kid's shoes. The kid screamed and stomped off. Calum continued to throw up until his stomach was completely empty. Liam rubbed his back.

"Better?" he asked.

"Much. Thanks, Uncle Li," Calum responded, straightening and wiping his mouth with his sleeve.

"For what, Cal?"

"Getting me down before I threw up. That's not on my bucket list yet," Calum explained, getting in the car and buckling into his carseat.

"Well, no problem, buddy," Liam answered, getting in the driver's side and starting the car.

"Can we come back tomorrow?" Louis asked.

"Maybe we should just stay home tomorrow," Niall suggested.

Hey! Sorry I'm late. I wanted to get this done yesterday (1/1/16), but I couldn't get it all down before midnight. I'm 38/39 minutes late. Sorry, apple pies!
-The Devil's Angel