another one of the cringiest fanfics you'll ever read
WARNING: i wrote this when i was very young and stupid. there are very triggering topics so pls read with caution / unedited
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"Peter you get back here that's my toy!" Mackenzie called, running past the living room suddenly. I glanced at Teddy, my eyebrows furrowing as he sat up straight.
"Catch me if you can!" Peter's high-pitched voice yelled back at his older sister, and I rolled my eyes.
"They're back at it again, babe. Can you get them this time?" I asked, "I'm making some last minute alterations on my dress."
"Of course sweetie," He leaned forward, kissing my head. He then stood up and began to chase after the kids, while I focused on fixing the accidental rip in my wedding dress. Of course the day before the wedding I accidentally ripped it, but then again I'm super clumsy so it shouldn't really be all that much of a surprise.
Sighing, I noticed that it had now turned into a complete chicken head chase, Teddy following Mackenzie who was following Peter. "Seriously, Ted? How hard is it to catch a five year old who's chasing a three year old?" I asked, setting my dress down on the chair after standing up.
I stood in the foyer and waited a couple seconds and the moment that Peter came flying through the dining room to go into the living room I snatched him up into my arms, giggles erupting throughout the room. He laughed as I gently took the toy Mackenzie wanted, handing it to her as she stopped a few feet in front of me. Teddy then caught up, out of breath and leaning against the entry way to the dining room as he watched me.
"It was that simple, Ted," I smiled at him, and he sighed.
"Hey, I didn't think of it that way, okay?" He asked, holding both of his hands out as an exaggeration. I rolled my eyes playfully, setting Peter down onto the ground.
"You guys go play, fairly, okay? Don't make me call grandpa!" I threatened, and Peter began to bounce up and down.
"Grandpa, grandpa!" He exclaimed, and I sighed.
"No, I'm saying I'm going to make him come get onto you if you don't play nice," I smiled, bending down to their level.
"I don't want to get in trouble," Mackenzie spoke with a pout.
"You're not, but if you don't share your toy with Peter and he doesn't share with you, you're going to be," Teddy replied, walking over and ruffling her hair. They finally listened and ran off into Mackenzie's room, leaving the two of us alone. I stood up, letting out another sigh before turning to Teddy.
"I love you," He spoke, pulling me into his arms.
"I love you too," I replied, resting my head on his chest.
"Tomorrow's the big day. Five years, two children, and two houses later." He stated, rocking us back and forth lightly.
"Wow, it's really been that long?" I asked, pulling away from him.
"Yes, and it still feels new to me. I can never get enough of this, of you." He pecked my lips, and I felt my face heat up.
"Really? I think I got tired of you after the one year mark," I joked, and he playfully scoffed.
