12 Chaos
I walked in to chaos.
Holy shit.
Liam was playing some videogame that was omitting curse words, Niall was eating what appeared to be his fourth packet of chips as he fought with Liam over the controller, Zayn was crying over a torn book, Darcy wasn’t wearing clothes (except underwear) and was playing with sprinkles on the kitchen bench and Louis was running around yelling.
“I’m home!” I called. Harry appeared at the top of the stairs with a crying Grace.
“Where the hell have you been?”
“Out, is that okay?” I asked sarcastically, forgetting the whole ‘being nice idea’ in a second.
“No, it’s not.”
“I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware I needed your permission. What is going on here anyway?”
“Well since you left as soon as I started sorting out the girls, things got a little out of hand.”
“This is a little out of hand? More like wildly out of control! If this is you little out of hand I would love to see your complete disaster or your absolute catastrophe or even your mildly crazy! Please, tell me how things could get worse!”
Harry sighed. “Just fix it can’t you?”
“Okay fine.” I snapped into ‘mummy mode’ as I called it.
“You put Grace on my bed, and take Louis and Zayn and get them calmed down and in their rooms, napping. Yes, they will take a nap like a little kid, as they obviously can’t behave like big boys. I’ll send Darcy up too if you can get her down.” Harry didn’t move. “Go!”
Whilst he scooped up Louis, I turned to Liam and Niall.
“Niall, chips; Liam, turn this off immediately.” Niall handed over the four empty packets, but Liam refused.
“No.”
“Excuse me?”
“No,” he repeated.
“Liam James,” I said. “Let me teach you a life lesson. When a girl says ‘excuse me’ it’s not because she didn’t hear or understand what you said. It’s to give you a chance to change your obviously incorrect answer. So I ask again: Excuse me?”
“N. O.”
“Right then,” I said. I turned the PlayStation off, and looked at the case. “Where the hell did you get GTA 5 from?”
“Dad bought it. We told him it was a car racing game,” Niall snickered.
“You, quiet. Get upstairs into your bedroom.”
Niall ran off, and I looked at Liam. “I don’t have time to dismantle this, I have to deal with your sisters. I’m going to take this and this-” I unplugged the controllers and removed a few cables “with me, and you are going to have it packed away and on the kitchen table by the time I get back downstairs from sorting Darcy out, do you hear me?” He nodded, and I snatched the controller from him. “Thanks.”
Putting the wires into my bag, I went into the kitchen and gracefully lifted Darcy off the kitchen bench onto the table, where her clothes were in a pile.
“What do you think you’re doing, little miss?” I asked, tugging her shirt over her head.
“Nothing!”
“Right,” I muttered, adding her leggings and skirt. “Do that again and you will be in time out. Now go upstairs to Daddy.”
I followed her halfway up the stairs, and watched as she went into her bedroom; then I went to Liam.
“It’s nearly done,” he promised. “Can you untangle this please?”
I helped him unknot the cables, and we put the console into the box. “Now go join Niall in your bedroom, and both of you stay quiet until dinner.”
He ran up, as I tidied the kitchen. I heard shrieks from Louis, and a few cries from Grace, coming from upstairs; I let Harry deal with Lou, and knew Grace would soon tire herself out.
“What the heck?” I asked myself, finding sprinkles everywhere. Darcy had drawn in them, obviously thrown them, spilled them, made a freaking sprinkle angel, and who knows what else.
I swept them up and then set the automatic vacuum cleaner up, so it would get the rest of it.
By now it was five thirty, so I got out some meat and vegetables for dinner, before going upstairs. On the way Harry passed me.
“Thanks,” he said.
“That’s okay,” I replied stiffly.
“Um,” he said.
“I can’t… do this now,” I replied. “Are they all asleep?”
He nodded and I brushed past him, going into the bedroom.
“Hey Gracie,” I whispered, scooping her up. She sniffled and clung to me, as I kicked off my shoes and climbed into bed with her. She was like a little koala, clinging on.
I sang to her gently, and we drifted off to sleep.
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