HIS MUSE (COMPLETE)

Our Honeymoon

"Daddy Mew... Why can't we follow you and Gulf?" Saint asked.
"Cause it's Mew and my honeymoon." Gulf explained as he scooped some ice cream and fed Saint.
"What's a honeymoon?" Saint questioned.
"Is it sweet?" Zee asked while munching on some watermelon slices. Mew smiled at the question.
"A honeymoon is like... A holiday." Mew stated.
"A holiday? So Zee and I can follow you?" Saint looked hopeful.
"I'm sorry babies... Not this time." Mew replied.
"Why not?"
"This holiday is for Gulf and I." Mew tried to explained.
"Why?"
"Because we just got married and people who just got married go for holidays... A honeymoon." Gulf shared.
"So if Zee and I get married... We can follow you?" Saint queried.
"No Honey... What did I say about you getting married?" Mew asked Saint.
"Saint... You can marry Gulf and then I when you are 18!" Zee responded.
"Why can't I marry you now?" Saint looked utterly devastated. Mew and Gulf smiled at Saint.
"Cause you are not 18." Zee explained.
"What if I get hungry? Or get sick? And you are farrrrrrr away?" Saint made a face.
"You will be with Grandma." Gulf explained.
"Grandma will take care both of you when we are away." Mew stated.
"Daddy Mew... How long will you and Gulf be in France?" Zee questioned.
"For about a week." Mew answered. Saint's face fell.
"It's okay Saint... You have grandma and me with you." Zee patted Saint's head.
"I will make sure you have all the candy and chocolates you need." Zee added.
"What if Gulf and Mew don't come back?" Saint whispered.
"Of course we will come back Baby!" Mew replied and pulled Saint onto his lap.
"Saint... We promise we will come back!" Mew hugged Saint.
"What if you don't?" Saint's muffled voice could be heard.
"Have we ever broken our promises?" Gulf asked Saint while rubbing his back.
"No." Saint shook his head.
"You have our words...Okay?" Mew said.
"I promise you that we will get you the best chocolates in Paris and fill up your backpack with them." Gulf vowed as he continued to rub Saint's back.
"I don't want chocolates... I want you and Daddy Mew." Saint answered.

    Mew and Gulf were both taken aback by Saint's answer. This was the boy who put chocolates and candies as more important than anything in his life. Hearing him say that Mew and Gulf were more important than his chocolates was shocking to them. Saint must really hate the idea of being left behind by them or he actually loved them more than his favourite chocolates now.

"You always have us Honey." Mew replied.
"And me!" Zee smiled and hugged Saint. Zee then tickled his brother.

    Saint giggled. He then laughed out loud. Mew laughed looking at his boys. Mew poked Saint's sides making the child squirmed on his lap.

"2 against 1? That's not fair!" Gulf declared.
"Gulf! Help me!" Saint begged.

    Gulf tickled Zee's sides but nothing happened. He forgot that Zee was not ticklish there but instead his weakness were the soles of his feet. Gulf quickly tickled Zee's feet and the child guffawed and let go of Saint. One child was laughing on Mew's lap while another was being tormented by Gulf.

"I surrender! Please stop Daddy Mew!" Saint laughed.
"Should I stop Gulf?" Mew asked his husband.
"Daddy Gulf! Please!" Saint giggled.
"I don't know Mew... Should we stop our attacks?" Gulf laughed.

    Zee was laughing as Gulf tickled the soles of his feet. Suddenly, Gulf and Zee tumbled down to the floor.

"Are you guys okay?" Mew asked them both. Saint peered down at them too looking as worried as Mew but Zee and Gulf simply laughed on the floor.

"We are okay." Gulf grinned.
"I am not okay." Zee pouted.
"What's wrong?"
"Saint and I still can't go on our honeymoon." Zee complained and sat up.
"I'm sorry Honey... Not this time." Gulf ruffled Zee's hair. Guilt set in Gulf's heart.
"I really do wish I could bring you two... Maybe next time we can go to France together as a family. Okay?" Gulf said to Zee.
"Promise?" Zee asked. He looked hopeful.
"I promise." Gulf smiled at Zee.
"Come on.. Let me help you." Mew said as he helped Gulf to stand up and straighten up the chair.
"I help you Zee..." Saint smiled and helped Zee up.
"Your ice creams are melting children." Mew said.
"Hurry up Zee..." Saint dragged Zee back to the dining table.
"Thank you for helping me with my homework Zee." Saint thanked his brother.
"You are welcome." Zee replied.
"What homework?" Mew questioned Saint.
"My maths homework." Saint answered but both Mew and Gulf could sense something fishy.
"Zee... Did you help him or did you DO the homework FOR him?" Gulf asked Zee whose ears were turning red by the seconds.
"It's not Zee's fault!" Saint replied defensively.
"Saint... You can't do this.. You know you have to do your own homework." Gulf reminded him.
"And you young man... If you do his homework... He will never learn and be clever." Mew reprimanded Zee.
"It's not Zee's fault!" Saint defended his brother.
"Go upstairs now Saint. No desserts for you in the next 5 days." Mew instructed Saint.
"But Dad..."
"No buts Saint. Please go to your room and redo the homework. I will check whether you can actually understand them." Gulf threatened Saint who pouted.
"Go upstairs now. No TV. No Xbox. No playing with any gadgets. Redo your homework." Mew pointed upstairs as Saint reluctantly walked upstairs towards his room.
"I'm sorry." Zee whispered.
"Honey... You know you shouldn't do his homework. Is this the first time?" Mew asked but he knew the answer to his question.
"No." Zee replied.
"Zee... You are a very nice brother. A very loving brother... But... If you do his homework for him... He will never be clever like you." Gulf stated.
"He said he didn't know." Zee answered.
"And you believed him?" Mew asked and smiled at his son.
"No." Zee blushed.
"You are encouraging him to be lazy... I know you love him but if you continue to do this... Saint will never be clever and he will never learn." Mew stressed.
"I know that Daddy." Zee replied.
"Help him... But don't do his homework for him. Are we clear Zee?" Gulf asked him and he nodded.
"Good boy!" Mew patted Zee's shoulder.
"Now all our ice creams have melted." Mew grumbled and smiled.
"I'm sorry Daddy Mew." Zee whispered.
"No worries Honey... Let us get new bowls and ice cream." Gulf suggested.
"I should not have ice cream." Zee said.
"Why not?" Mew asked.
"What I did is not right... I should be in my room too... As punishment." Zee stated in his usual serious manner.
"Maybe I appreciate the fact that you are a loving brother. And because of that you can still eat ice cream." Mew smiled.
"Give him the peppermint ice cream!" Gulf teased as he knew Zee abhorred the flavour.
"No!!!!" Zee blanched.
"That's your punishment." Mew grabbed the peppermint ice cream container from the fridge.
"No! Yuckkkkkk!!!!" Zee protested.
"Your punishment is to eat peppermint ice cream." Gulf stated.
"No... Please... not Peppermint ice cream." Zee begged.
"You did say about punishment." Mew brought the ice cream closer.
"I promise that I won't do his homework again... And I think I shall head to my room and think about what I did instead." Zee asserted before running and leaving the dining room making Mew and Gulf laughed.