You changed my life [Rammstein]

Chapter 32: We are the Ramm-Girls

The little girl seems lost, I hold out my arms and Kruspe gives her to me to carry against me. Maxime looks at me for a moment and then places her little hand on my stomach.

-Vatty, Jimama with baby in the belly... She says with a childish, innocent voice.

I blush to the ears. I wonder how she knew it just by touching my stomach. Richard looks at us and then displays a bright smile on his lips.

-Yes my baby of love, she is pregnant... Tells her father.

-Richard, Alaska seems lost... Starts Mika. What's wrong with her?

-Her mother will go on a trip to America for a week, she is very attached to Margaux...

-I see... Sheppard says, then turned her attention back to me. Give her to me, she's very cute.

I notice that the other two boys mysteriously disappeared from the frame and it seems disturbing, all of a sudden.

-Richard, where are Daniel and Jason? I ask the guitarist.

-They kidnapped Paul and forced him to take them to visit the area... Zven replies with amusement.

The lead guitarist turns his heels and gets ready to go but I challenge him and he stops on the doorstep.

-Can we talk for a moment, Uncle Rich? I ask him. In private it will be better.

-Okay, come with me...

I go ahead and make him a sign to follow me. We enter the room he shares with Paul and there he turns to me.

-The girls are intending to stay here until Christmas... I start, facing him.

-It's supposed to do what to me, in return?

-Are you deaf or what? I just said they will stay here, you will not have the chance to be comfortable with my father.

-No matter, we'll do it in the car. He starts sarcastically. Or better, in the closet at the end of the corridor.

-Do you sometimes can get serious, even at least once?

Rich rolls his eyes and then crosses his hands before his well-built chest. He looks at me with amusement and then supports his back on the wall next to the sofa.

-It's really not a problem to welcome them here, I swear.

-I am not against the fact that they are here but against one of them that falls under the spell of Till or Oliver.

-And what's the problem? They are all major...

-I think I better talk about the situation with Paulchen. I pull back.

I go to the door to go away but I stop and turn to him, a malicious smile on my lips.

-In fact, it's really not comfortable to do it in the car. I begin with a perverse air. Your BMW is narrow, like its master, besides.

The brown chokes with his own saliva and sends me a cushion in full face but I dodge it with a laugh and leave the room to return to that of the friends. I find them playing the guitar with the little blonde.

-You're playing without me? I ask, falsely vexed.

-It's Maxime who wanted to play like her father... Replies the older, pointing to Alaska with her chin.