"Eva.Even" a low yet pleasing voice left my 'husbands' mouth. "Yes father?" the cute little buns replied showing hostility to the man and love+admiration at the same time. They slowly raised their heads to meet his gaze but instead met mine "Mother" the female dumpling cried leaping onto me shoeing puppy eyes as if she had been bullied. A strong and sturdy arm appeared out of nowhere and pulled me away from my early dimise. I was now at the other said of the king sized bed while watching the child fall face first on the bed an bouncing off it. She puffed up her already meaty cheeks and looked at my husband was with anger "Wuwuwuw" those were the sounds if her shedding fake tears.
Behind her, her brother inwined his hands together and put them behind his back walking calmly and slowly towards me clicking his tongue at his his sister. His eyes showed a calmness and maturity that not all-- Let me rephrase that, NO KIDS have. Then the door swung open again and a boy looking around 13 years old walked in. "Mom, you've been asleep for three days you up now?"
'How many kids does this body even have?'