Mutter [RAMMFIC] ✔️

Chapter Seven

A short chapter just to do like a transition, sorry of the shorteness ^^' I'll give you a real chapter tomorrow :)

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    “Where are your parents?” Jakob asked, confused.

    “They’re on tour. They play music in front of thousands of people,” Wolfgang explained. Jakob was amazed.

    “Wow it’s a lot! Are they famous?” Wolfgang shrugged.

    “I think, since a lot of people come to their show. Do you know Rammstein?”

    “Um no, I’ll ask my parents about them,” Jakob answered.

    It’s been one week since the band left for the tour. Wolfgang was fine, he missed them a lot, but stayed fine. He spent his time at school with Jakob. It was way easier since he talked. They got along really well, and they both hoped they could stay friends in the future.

    ~~Timeskip~~

    “Our next song is, Seemann, since Oli is up there,” Till pointed the bassist as he spoke to the audience who cheered, “This song is for a kid, who unfortunately can’t be here during this tour, so let’s applause for him,” the audience and the band clapped their hands for Wolfgang, who was sleeping by the time.

    ~~Three months later~~

    The band was now back for the break. The night had been full of love and hugs and Wolfgang didn’t want to go to sleep. His Dads allowed him to stay late because they were reunited after three months, “How was it?” Wolfgang asked. He wanted to know everything, and that made laugh his family.

    “It was great, the audience was awesome… We really had fun,” explained Richard, without mentioning Till’s and Flake’s sexual representation for Bück Dich. Wolfgang was fascinated and really wanted to play on stage like his Dads. They spent the night laughing and listening to their albums.

    ~~Timeskip~~

    25th of December 1997

    It was Christmas time. As soon as Wolfgang opened his eyes he ran to the Christmas tree to see all the presents that were under it. He gasped and ran to his Dads’ bedroom to wake them up, “Dad, Daddy! Wake up it’s Christmas!” He shook them both.

    “Calm down Wolfy, we know we know,” Richard sat on the bed and Wolfgang jumped on him to hug him. He chuckled and sat up, “Let’s go wake the others,” he shook his boyfriend awake and soon he and his son were waking up the others, while Christoph was making breakfast.

    “Wake up!” Wolfgang shouted at Oliver and Paul, and then at Till and Flake. They were now all awoken and ready to open their presents. They were all on the couch, Richard talking photos of his son giggling with his uncles. Till gave everyone their presents.

    “Who wants to begin?” Till asked. Wolfgang raised his little hand, “Alright then,” the singer chuckled. Wolfgang tore the paper to reveal drumsticks with his name on it and a practice pad.

    “Ohhhh,” he gasped and looked at his Daddy, “Thank you!” Christoph smiled.

    “Aw nothing to thanks for,” he answered.

    So Wolfgang had received a little educative computer from Oliver, some child books from Flake, Iron Maiden albums (Fear of the Dark, Killers and Piece of Mind) from Paul, toy cars from Till, and a ukulele from Richard. Every musician received a big hug and a drawing. They represented each members and what they were good at. They all laughed when they saw Oliver’s drawing.

    “Why is the tree smaller than Oli?” Richard asked his son.

    “Because he’s a like a tree! He’s wayyyyy taller than normal trees, so he’s a giant tree!” Wolfgang explained happily. They all laughed, Oli scratching the back of his head.

    “I’m not that all, am I?” He said.

    “You are!” The little boy cheered.

    They spent the day playing and dancing; Wolfgang didn’t want to think that they would leave again.

   ~~Timeskip~~

    10th January 1998

    Wolfgang was now five years old. He invited Jakob to celebrate during the afternoon, “Hey,” the younger boy said. Wolfgang smiled and leaded him into the living room where his uncles and Dads were. Jakob was quite impressed by all the men in the same room. He introduced himself to the musicians and his parents were now discussing. Wolfgang had bought his friend into his room and now they were playing. Jakob was quite curious.

    “Where is your mother?” He asked. Wolfgang froze and bit his lip.

    “I-I don’t have one, I have two dads instead,” he answered, he didn’t want to mention what happened to him before coming in Berlin.

    “Oh,” Jakob was surprised, “But how do you celebrate mother’s day?”

    “I don’t,” Jakob nodded, understanding.

    “It’s weird, because my parents said that two men couldn’t have a child because the child would be unhappy,” he wondered and Wolfgang sighed.

    “I am happy. They’re the best thing that happened to me. Your parents are meanies,” he answered. Jakob frowned.

    “I’ll talk to them about that. But I don’t get it, who are your dads then? There’s so much people here,” he smiled and Wolfgang chuckled.

    “Christoph and Richard, the others are my uncles,” he answered, smiling back.

    “Oh wow, you’ve got a lot of uncles then! You lucky!” Jakob cheered. Wolfgang blushed.

    “If you say so,” he giggled nervously.

     The boys played all the afternoon, Jakob had bought him a book about music, which he loved a lot. They didn’t do a big party; Wolfgang had said he didn’t want that, he had just wanted to play with his friend, like as a normal day. 

    It was now late, Jakob had gone home for one hour. Wolfgang was now eating dinner with his family.

    “Happy birthday Little One,” Richard said, ruffling his son’s hair. Wolfgang was smiling. He didn’t really care about his birthday, since he had never celebrated it before. He was just glad to spend time with the musicians and his only friend. He liked his life, it was okay. He just didn’t want his parents to leave again, but they didn’t have the choice, he would wait for them.