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"Violet, hurry up!" I called. Chris laughed from behind me, making me turn around to glare. "Shut up, douche." I huffed. I lifted Pixie out of her high chair and carried her upstairs. I shoved open the door and laid her onto her changing table. I quickly changed her, cleaned her face and pulled on a cotton jumpsuit. I brushed her blonde hair over a bit and kissed her forehead. She grabbed my hair, squealing. "Oi, ow!" I yelped, gently prying her hands off my hair.

"Where to first?" I inquired, pushing the stroller. Violet looked around, her lips pursed. "I want lunch." She grinned, pointing towards the large yellow 'M'. I laughed, letting her lead the way towards food.

"Mummy, I want this." Violet called. I looked up from the cute vans, I'll be back for you, and squeezed my way towards her. "Thats way too revealing!" I cried. She frowned, crossing her arms. "Violet, no." I said sternly. She glared and hung the outfit up again. "Well, what about this?" She sighed, showing off a white shirt with cursive writing. "Thats cute, you'll need a skirt or shorts for it." I frowned, looking around. "Watch your sister, I'll have a look."

"Welcome back!" Chris chirped, eyeing up the millions of bags. "Got enough?" He laughed, taking some bags. I flipped him off and yawned. "Vi, go get ready for bed." I sighed, heaving Pixie out of the pram. She ran upstairs to her room leaving me alone with Fronz and the baby.

"So," He trailed off. I rolled my eyes. "Please, don't make this awkward." I scoffed. He crossed his arms. "I'm not!" He huffed. I laughed humorously, walking past him. "Can we just talk like normal people?" I inquired, raising an eyebrow. He bit his lip, ruffling his hair. "I'm sorry." He muttered. I sighed, sitting on the couch, glancing at him. "Don't be, I now you find things weird because of my relationship with Ronnie." I sighed. He groaned, shaking his head. "I don't feel weird, I get angry, not weirded out!" He corrected. I laughed, walking to the kitchen grabbing a sprite. "Whatever float your boat." I teased, cracking it open.

*Fronz POV*

"We found love in a hopeless place, we found love in a hopeleeessss plaaaaace!" Lolo sang loudly, packing sandwiches. "Mom, shut it!" Blaise groaned, yawning. She glanced at him and grinned. "Now we're standing side by siiiiide!" She screeched, picking him up and hugged him. "No, please, ugh lemme go!" He yelped, squirming.

"I wanna cuddle!" Ahron squealed, hugging their legs. I stood laughing while B gave me a helpless look. "Shit, we are going to be late!" She laughed, setting him down. "Go get dressed, Az!" She cried, chasing him upstairs.

"I forgot how insane drop-offs were." She laughed, laying on the couch. I rolled my eyes, holding Pixie in my arms, rocking her. "I never knew how hard they were until I was in charge." I laughed, running my fingers through Pixies soft hair. She chuckled, sitting up slightly. "I don't doubt that for a second." She snickered, stretching. "Wow, thanks." I scoffed. She smiled cheerfully and skipped past, humming. "You are very welcome, Chrissy." She grinned.

Pixie fell asleep quick so I had put her to bed. I was going to chat with Lola, convince her to go on yet another date and hopefully, win her back from Ronald Radke! Easy plan.

"No."

"What, why not?" I groaned, following her. She looked over her shoulder and then back ahead. "Because, I don't like you." She shrugged. I scoffed, grabbing her shoulder and spun her around. "That's a lie." I huffed. She raised an eyebrow and gave me a 'You sure?' look. "Look, one date, Lala, that's all I'm asking." I begged, using her old nickname to help. She rolled her eyes and continued to the laundry. "No, Chris." She said bluntly. I groaned loudly, chasing after her. "I wont stop till you say yes." I smirked, catching up. She laughed lightly, bumping the door open. "Good luck, shit-tit." She shrugged, kicking the door shut.

That, was not as simple as I thought. Okay, I need a plan B.


(( Hello, its been awhile! I've been busy, sleeping... dying, the usual. I've had major writers block, don't think I forgot! I'm going to try and update more regularly now!))


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