Seokjin: We were all in an amusement park with the babies and we had them in a triplet stroller. Jin was pushing them as we looked around at the big rides. "Appa, That one!" Taemin said to Jimin pointing at a big ride. "Oh I don't think so buddy! That's too big for Appa and you." Jimin said looking at the big ass ride. I chuckle. "Okay babies, I think it's time to eat." Jin and Namjoon said. "Yay." Me and my members cheered and throw our hands in the air. "We meant the actual babies, not our grown children." Namjoon and Jin said. We pout as we put our hands down and walk forward. "Eomma! Appa! I'm hungry!" Taehyung whines. "We are here for the babies okay." Namjoon said. "I mean Taehyung is considered as a baby, I mean do you know his mental age. He is the innocent one." Jin argues. Namjoon tilts his head in agreement. "Okay Fine!" Jin and Namjoon said. "Yay!" Taehyung cheers. We shook our head as we saw Taehyung holding Jin's and Namjoon's hand like a baby. I chuckle at the sight and we stop by a little food shop. "Uncle Jin. Can you buy us that?" The babies asked. "Of course I can." Jin said. He took out his wallet to buy the babies some sugar powdered pretzels. "Oppa Can you buy me that?" I asked looking at the chocolate pretzel. "Annie! This is just for the babies." Jin said. I pout and then I feel someone tug on my sleeve. I look down and see Rider and Rain offering me some pretzel. I chuckled at their cuteness and kneeled down to them. "Ah!" The babies said signaling to open my mouth. "Ah." I said opening my mouth and they gave me some. I chuckle and tickle them as they laugh. "Thank you." I smile. They smile so cutely. I walked back up and saw a huge roller coaster for me and the guys to go on. "Let's go to that one!" I said pointing to the huge roller coaster. "I'm down." Jimin said. "Actually?" I asked. He nods and so does the guys except J-hope and Jin. "We will stay here with the babies." They said. I nod and chuckle as we got in line. After the roller coaster....I was so terrified and as we walked back to find Hobi and Jin, we ran into Hobi with a pretzel and Jin's wallet. "Hey where is Jinnie-oppa?" I asked. "Oh he is on the bench over there." He said eating the pretzel. We walk over to him and see him sleeping with all the babies piled on top of him. Aw....
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Namjoon: Me and the guys were having dance practice. Right now, we are practicing to our new song Idol. "Ugh I can't get this right!" Namjoon groaned loudly. He threw himself on the floor while breathing heavily. Rain, Rider and Taemin run over to him and tackled him with hugs making him fall back. He laughs and so does the babies. "You got this Uncle Namjoon." They smile kissing his cheek. "Aw okay. I'll try again." Namjoon smiles. He picks all of them up throwing them over his shoulder causing them to laugh. He sits them down on a wheel chair and kisses them all on the head. We started practicing again.
We waited for the camera to turn off so we can get out of our positions. We didn't realize that the camera was off until the babies ran over to Namjoon and gave him the biggest hugs and a lot of kisses. Me and the guys laugh and took a video. This was so cute. "Okay guys let's eat." Namjoon said kissing them back and hugging them. We all walked over to the table where our staff members sat and sat down with them. Then our song DDAENG came on and the babies started to bop to it. We all started to chuckle at how cute they are when they kept rapping. Then the babies would yell out Namjoon's rap part making us laugh. "Uwu!!!" I yell and cover my mouth as I laugh. "I'm gonna rap like my mommy." Rider said. "I'm gonna rap like uncle Yoongi and Hoseok." Taemin said. "I'm gonna rap like uncle Namjoon." Rain yells making us laugh and making Namjoon blush. "Ah Why?" Namjoon asks. "Because uncle Namjoon is always hard working. He is one of my biggest inspirations other than my uncles, Kookie, and mommy." She explained. "Me too...." I smile.
