"Mamaaaaa!" Lauren wails as she clutches her hand to her chest as she shuffles away from her sister.
"What happened, baby? What's wrong?"
"C-Cami!"
"'Cami' what, sweetheart?"
"C-Cami!"
Turning her gaze to the left, Ally spies her middle child attempting to sneak out of the room.
"I don't think so, Camila. Come here." She commands sternly, causing the five year old to spin round with a guilty look as she shuffles over.
"Quickly, Mila." She states impatiently while she rocks Lauren in attempt to calm her.
"What did you do to your sister?"
"Nothin', Mama." The brunettes mumbles, staring at her feet.
"I want the truth, Camila."
"I didn't do anything!"
"Don't lie to me."
"I'm not!"
"What did she do, baby?" She coos to the three year old who is still clutching her hand to her chest. "Let Mama see, angel."
"Karla Camila, corner. Now." Ally orders sternly at the sight of teeth marks on her youngest daughter's hand.
"Mama..."
"No. We do not bite. Go to the corner please."
"But I'm sorry!" Camila tries, it wasn't her fault! Lauren had taken her toy first. Besides, she was only sticking up for herself like her Mommy had told her.
"Camila, I will not ask you again."
The five year old makes her way over to the corner quickly, a pitiful expression on her face coupled with a wobbling bottom lip. She sniffles as she moves to face the wall and anxiously tugs at the bottom of her shirt as she waits.
Mama would tell Mommy now and Mommy would be really mad because she always gets really mad when Lauren gets hurt. Sometimes she wonders if Mommy likes Lauren more than Nori and her.
"Are you ready to come out now, Mila?" She hears after a few minutes and she doesn't hesitate to nod as she rushes towards her Mama.
"'M sorry, Mama." She mumbles against the woman's torso as tears roll down her tanned cheeks.
"Can you tell Mama why you thought it was okay to bite?" Ally questions softly as she kneels down in front of her daughter, holding her at arms length.
"Lolo took my dolly." Camila sniffles as she looks at her mother with pleading eyes.
"Honey, you know what you're supposed to do when something like that happens, don't you?"
"Tell Mama or Mommy."
"That's right, sweetheart. Now I'll speak to your sister when she wakes up again and when she does you need to apologise but I think for now maybe me and you could do with some Mama and Mila time, hm?"
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"Hey, baby! Did you have a good day at school?" Dinah grins as her oldest daughter launches herself at her.
"Yep! I got 10 out of 10 in my spelling test and it was pizza for lunch today!"
"That's great, Mani! I'm so proud of you, my little brain box. What do you say we go tell Mama and see if she'll let us have ice cream after dinner?"
"Yay! Mommy guess what!"
"What, baby?"
"I'm gonna marry Val." Normani beams, swinging their joined hands as they make their way to the car.
"Really now?" Dinah raises an eyebrow as she grabs the girl and swings her up onto her back.
"Mhm. He asked me today and I said yes." The nine year old giggles, wrapping her arms around her mother's neck so not to fall.
"Well you'll have to tell him 'no' tomorrow."
"Why?" Normani pouts, confused.
"Because you're my baby and my baby isn't allowed a boyfriend or to get married until I'm dead. And even then I'll be watching."
"Mommyyyy, you're so annoying. Mama says I can have a boyfriend and Mama's the boss so she wins."
"Mama's not the boss!"
"Is too."
"Is not." Dinah's grumbles.
"Is too, Mommy. You should really just admit it." Normani states, rolling her eyes.
"Can I at least come to the wedding?"
"Sure, we'll need someone to pay anyway."
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"Hi, baby! Did you have a good nap, sweetheart?" Ally coos to her youngest daughter as she lifts her up out of the crib and into her arms.
"Cami?"
"She's not back yet, honey. You can play together later."
"Nori?"
"Mani's doing homework, you'll have to wait until she's done."
"Mommy?"
"Mommy's at work, angel. It's just you and Mama 'til Mani's done."
"Where Cami?"
"She's on a playdate at Lucy's, remember?"
Looking up hopefully at her mother with her best pout, Lauren wraps her arms around her mother's neck before speaking. "I go?"
Ally smiles sympathetically as she presses a kiss to the little one's nose. "Sorry, sweetheart but she already went. Maybe next time."
"Wan' see 'ucy."
"Lauren Michelle, don't you dare throw a fit over this." The blonde warns firmly, laying the child on the changing table.
"No fair."
"Sorry, honey but that's the way it is. Mama was thinking we could do some baking but if you'd rather sulk in here then that's fine too."
"Wan' help."
"Come on then, good girl."
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"They're definitely asleep, right?"
"Definitely, thank god." Dinah sighs a breath of relief from her place under Lauren.
All three of the girls had made their way through to their Mommies' room not long after they'd been put to bed and to say Ally and Dinah were exhausted would be an understatement. The girls had been hyped up all afternoon for no apparent reason and hadn't stopped until they had finally crashed 10 minutes ago.
"We're gonna leave them here and go get in Mani's bed, right?" The younger blonde checks, sounding hopeful.
"Of course. I'm just scared that if I move, they'll wake up." Ally whispers, glancing down at the way both Normani and Camila are curled up on top of her.
"Okay, I have a plan. I'll move Lo, and then I'll help you." Dinah nods to herself before carefully standing up and settling the little one down on her tummy, cuddled into her Nala.
Deciding to lift Camila first, she moves over to the other side of the bed, gently edging the tiny brunette closer to Lauren and tucking her in.
The last person she moves is Normani. Lifting her into her arms and waiting for Ally to slide out of the way before gently depositing their oldest child in the older blonde's place.
"Success!" Dinah cheers quietly, turning and leaving the room with Ally close behind.
"Goodnight, babe. I love you." The younger blonde sighs contently as she settles down in Normani's bed, tugging the older woman closer when she too is comfortable.
"I love you too, DJ." Ally sighs tiredly, closing her eyes and cuddling into her wife as they both fall asleep.
When they wake up the next morning, all three girls are piled on top of them, fast asleep.
