Dicey's tongue was adorably sticking out as he continued to balance another apple on his forehead while he continued to look up in deep concentration. He had two on his forehead at the moment.
Michael was counting out loud as he slapped a yard stick into his palm.
"ON MY THREE, OKAY KIDS? THOSE APPLES BETTER END UP IN YOUR HANDS OR ELSE!" he barked.
He was currently in Drill Sargent mode while he continued urging the disgruntled children to stand still with the two apples remaining ridiculously on their foreheads.
"I'm not sure what the fuck this is gonna do for us," grumbled Chinny until she flinched after almost letting an apple slide off her forehead.
Michael then grinned sadistically and bent over to meet her angered gaze.
"AM I GETTING ANY LIP FROM YOU, YOUNG LADY? I AM NOT YOUR FATHER RIGHT NOW! I AM YOUR WHAT, KIDS?"
"Our commanding officer," they all droned tonelessly.
Tanu was cracking up softly as he watched on.
"Why are they doing that! Hah! Hah! What the fuck, man. Look at Chinny. She's making the ugly face right now!" he laughed.
Tanu Boy giggled softly because he had the sudden urge to take a bite into one of the apples on his forehead.
"Daddy Michael?"
"DADDY WHO, BOY?!" snapped Michael.
"Er, uh. I meant Master Drill Sgt. Michael? Can I eat one pwetty pwease? I'm hella hungry," grinned Tanu Boy until he yelped out in pain. Because Michael ended up swatting him on his backside with his yard stick.
"Oof. That must've hurt, son," chuckled Adam.
Marie just got out of the shower and walked in unaware of the current drills being performed on the children and stopped to watch in curiosity as she dried her hair.
"ONE..TWO..THREE! GO!" yelled Michael.
Marie flinched and continued to watch in growing aggravation. She was noticing that there was something very familiar about the manner of drills being conducted and a sudden memory of Lucifer came to mind to her frustration.
The children suddenly allowed the apples to slide off their foreheads and without looking caught the apples in their hands. They soon clapped happily.
"We did it!" laughed Dicey. He attempted to high five Michael until he shoved Dicey back into line emotionlessly.
"NO TIME FOR CELEBRATION, KIDS. THAT WAS ONLY ONE TIME! NOW, DO IT AGAIN!" he roared at the children.
With a huff, the children resentfully placed the apples back onto their foreheads as the others watched on humorously.
"Aw, hell naw. This is just like Lucifer except now my kids have to do it with a fucking audience," grumbled Marie under her breath.
"AGAIN! ONE...TWO...THREE!" barked Michael.
Once again, the children let the apples slide off their forehead, however that time, Tanu Boy's apples fell to the ground. He swore under his breath and quickly picked them back up.
"SEE? CELEBRATION IS ONLY FOR THE EGOTISTIC! DON'T EVER ASSUME YOU'LL GET THE SAME RESULTS TWICE! ALWAYS ANTICIPATE--"
"Psh. Are you serious, Michael?' interrupted Marie.
His eyes narrowed angrily at her at the moment before making his way to her.
"Do you think you can do better, woman? Surely you must be mistaken because Lucifer had the right idea," gritted Michael as he had his arm gripped threateningly around Marie's arm.
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BOOK I The Divine Chronicles: The Time Turner
FantasySix Divine siblings come across an ancient Divining instrument known as a Time Turner. Through a long arduous and often hilarious journey of exploration and self-discovery, the siblings find the true meaning of love...and most importantly, of family...