"Wolff Love" - (A Natenzie Fanfiction)

Chapter 62 "Sweet Memories"

*A few months go by. It is almost the triplet's fourth birthday. Nat & Kenzie invited some of the triplet's friends from their preschool, with their parents, & Nat & Alex's family came over as well to celebrate. *

                                                             *Nat's P.O.V.*

This Saturday, Kenzie & I's children will be turning four years old! Wow. Four years already? These years have been great. Kenzie & I are incredibly lucky to have raised such amazing kids. I suppose that Kenzie was right, when she said that they were growing up a little too fast. Is it bad that I kinda want another kid? I mean, raising the triplets was a lot of hard work already, but I don't know. A few months ago when Kenzie had an abortion, I felt bad for her & the baby itself. I didn't know if it was a boy or a girl. No one could tell what the gender was, because Kenzie was only a few weeks along when she had the abortion & the baby only looked like a tiny fish or something. Whatever. I still supported Kenzie's decision to get the abortion. I know that she would never in her life want to carry Justin's kid. He not father material. He hates kids! My kids are scarred of him. I hate him. I hated him for doing such a stupid thing like this. Seriously though, what the fuck was him & Margaret's problem? If they simply don't like us, they can just fuck off & leave us alone!

*Later that day, Nat picked up the triplets from school.*

I walked into the triplet's classroom, where they usually get picked up from. Their teacher, Miss Liz, came up to me to chat.

"Hello Mr. Wolff!" she said.

"Hi," I said. "How were the boys today?"

"They were pretty good," she said. "Shane got himself into trouble again."

I sighed. "What did he do this time?"

"Today, after snack time, he spilt his bowl of our homemade chicken soup on another student's head," she sighed. "Have you or your wife talked to Shane about his behavior?"

"Yes, many times," I said. "I'm so sorry that he keeps acting the way he does. I've told my wife that if this continues, I wouldn't know what else to do. Neither of us would."

"Well, have you tried taking him to a doctor?" she asked. 

"What would a doctor know what to do about Shane's temper problem?" I asked. 

"I wouldn't know, Mr. Wolff," she said. "I am not a doctor."

I nodded. 

Within seconds, Shane, Nate, & Jason came running up towards me. 

"Hi daddy!" said Nate.

"Hey buddy!" I said. "Did you have a fun day at school today?"

"Yeah!" he said. 

"Whare's mommy?" asked Shane.

"She's at home," I said.

"Is she planning our birthday party?" asked Jason.

"Maybe!" I said. "C'mon, let's go home."

"Okay, daddy!" they said.

*Nat takes the triplets home.*

"Honey, I'm home!" I said. "I brought the munchkins too!"

"Daddy," Shane whined. "I'm not a munchkin! I'm Shane, remember?"

I smiled. "Okay, Shane."

"Mommy, where are you?" asked Nate.

"I'm in the living room, sweetie," she said.