Teddies and Milk Bottles (A ghost bird fanfic)

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" Hello?"

" SANG NO-BLOODY-MIDDLE-NAME SORENSON!" Kayli shouts through the phone. From the other side of it, I can hear someone crying (and it doesn't sound like one of the babies) and someone is....

Laughing evilly?

No, that can't be right... But still, I've heard weirder things- Kota's singing, for example.

" What's going on, Kayli?" I ask, worried.

" They've gone evil, every one of them," Kayli whsipers through the phone, before addressing someone else (probably her boys), "I think they know were here."

" Thank you for shouting earlier, Kayli," Axel mutters angrily, "that's probually what gave us away!"

" No, that's probually Raven's crying- oi! Woman up and get your guns out-"

" OH MY GOD YOU ARE NOT USING GUNS ON SMALL BABIES!" I practually scream down the phone, making Victor cry out and Owen (who, again, is trying to get out of the truck and chase a butterfly) hit the ground with an OMF!, only to get up the next second with a giggle and a skip as he chases after the blue butterfly.

If I wasn't so worried about the safety of the other children, then I would be very, very, VERY worried about Owen.

" But, Sang! Their evil.~"

" No excuse," I tell her darkly, giving Victor to Uncle (who is looking concerned about Owen for me) and storming off so I'm a distance from the truck so I don't scare anyone else, "you shoot my babies and I will hunt you all down."

" Strictly speaking they aren't your babies, Sang," Kayli says, sounding overly casual. I shoot a look at a nearby bush, imagining it was her. I was surprised to see that it actually did look a lot like Kayli.

" Shut it. Now, have you gotten rid of that gun," everyone chourses back a "yes", "right, now, I want you all to get whatever your hiding in- probually a cupboard or something stupid like that," there is an awkward silence and the sound of a grasshopper rubbing its legs together. I give the Bush Kayli a weird look.

" Oh, that's my phone," Corey mumbles, "ohh! Farmville has new stuf-"

" Get back on track, Cor" Brandon  snaps at him.

" ... Okay. Right. Now I want you all to leave where you are hiding and sort out the children. They are not evil. They are little children. Babies, in fact. If you can't handle them, then I will be speaking to whover runs the Academy, because Academy guys who can't handle babies deserve death," I state, my voice deadly serious.

" Now, Sang, that's a little OTT..."

" Be quiet Kayli! I don't hear any moving- get going!"

" YES SIR!" they all shout down the phone, before they disconnect. I sigh in relief. They better not hurt my boys.... Wait, did they just call me sir?

I don't have time to muse on the fact when my phone rings again.

" Listen, Kayli, I don't want to hear your excuses-"

" Watch out for Owen."