Little Things

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

I walk into the kitchen to get a glass of before I go back to trying to fix my bathroom sink. I look up through the window into the backyard. There I see Sephiroth on his knees, his hands raised up to his chest, Loz throwing punches into his hands like his training Loz to be a boxer or something. Over on the swing set, Yazoo swings away while Kadaj attempts to claim onto of the swing set.

‘Should I even bother,’ I wonder to myself. Sighing I decide I should at least tell Kadaj to get down before he hurts himself. I walk over and open the backdoor to call over to my youngest. “Kadaj…” right as I’m going to demand he get down, Loz lets loose with all his strength and pops Sephiroth right in the mouth. I stand there silent for a moment, watching as my poor husband covers his mouth with his hands before I completely loss it. I fall to my knees laughing my ass off.

“I’m so sorry daddy,” Loz panics, “I didn’t mean to I’m so so so sorry.”

I can hear Yazoo and Kadaj laughing as well. Sephiroth gets up and makes his way into the house. “I really am sorry daddy. I didn’t mean to please don’t be mad at me.”

I calm myself just enough to catch Loz as he follows after Sephiroth. “It’s okay sweety,” I say catching my breath. “You dad’ll be fine. Boys come on back inside. It’s starting to get dark.”

“Oh mom,” I hear Kadaj and Yazoo grumble. “Now,” I demand getting back to my feet and leading Loz inside. “Go on up to your room, I’ll check on Dad.”

I head upstairs and into the bathroom. Sephiroth has a wad of tissue paper pressed to his lip. “You okay,” I ask trying to hold off my laughter.

“Fine,” He groans.

“Well maybe next time you want hold your hand so close to your face,” I joke.

“What makes you think they’ll be a next time,” He asks. Just then I hear an ear-piercing scream come from the living room downstairs. I rush back down to see what’s happened. As I turn the corner into the living room, Kadaj rushes over to me with tears in his eyes. Loz and Yazoo are laughing so hard they can’t breathe. “What happened,” I demand.

“Kadaj spotted this granddaddy long legs and freaked out,” Yazoo informed me through labored breaths.

I calm down and pick Kadaj up, “Is that all little one,” I ask.

“Is that all,” He yells flailing around in my arms.

“It’s not even bothering you Kadaj,” Loz points out.

“I don’t care,” Kadaj yells, “Kill it! I hate spiders!” He buries his face into the crock of my neck and cries harder. “And he calls me a cry baby,” Loz mumbles. I shake my head and carry Kadaj back upstairs with me.

“So what’s wrong with him,” Sephiroth asks as we pass by our bedroom.

“He saw a spider, he’ll be fine in a minute.”

“Scenes when has he feared spiders?”

“AHHHHHHHHH,” Kadaj cries in my ear. “Kadaj calm down sweetheart we’re no where near it.”

“I don’t care,” He demands, “I want it dead.”

“He’s your son,” I say looking over at Sephiroth.

“He’s your son too,” He informs walking past me toward the stairs.

“And just where are you going?”

“To kill the damn spider so he’ll shut up,” Sephiroth calls back making his way downstairs.

“Thank you daddy,” Kadaj calls after him. I sigh and shake my head again.

“Really! He cried over this,” I hear Sephiroth yell. I could tell it was going to be a long night.

Apple Dash

Monday, April 29, 2013

“Apple Dash,” Sephiroth questioned, “Your really still into My Little Pony?”

“Yes,” I say finish up my outfit on Polyvore. He stares at me with a puzzled expression on his face. “I watch it with Yazoo.”

“Don’t you mean Loz?”

“No Loz watches Dragonball Z Kai and Naruto.”

“And Kadaj?”

“Kadaj is into anything he can get his hands on without anyone noticing. I mean have you seen his side of the room”

Sephiroth shook his head and reached over to my mini fridge to get a Mountain Dew. “So how was work?”

“It was work,” I said.

“How’s Lizzy?”

“She’s fine,” I say, “Are we going to play twenty questions or are you just going to ask what’s on your mind?”

Sephiroth smiles menacingly, “Just wondering if you’re up for some fun before bed.” He walks up behind me and wraps his arms around my waist.

“Nice try Sephy,” I say lifting his arms off of me and snatching the Mountain Dew out of his grip. “Deal with it yourself. I’m not in the mood.”

I shut of my computer and head to our bedroom. “Not even a little,” he calls after me.

“No,” I reply finishing off my drink and tossing the can in the small box we keep in our room for recycling. “Mommy,” I hear my oldest call from his room.

‘What now,’ I think to myself as I let out an annoyed sigh. I walk across the hall to the boys’ room. “What it is love?”

“Can I come sleep with you and daddy,” Loz asks, “I had a bad dream.”

“Get over it and go back to sleep,” Kadaj demands rolling over under the covers.

“Not tonight,” I reply, “Your father’s in a weird mood.”

“I wouldn’t be if mommy would be nice,” Sephiroth called from our room.

“And if daddy doesn’t shut it he’s going to be sleeping on the couch,” I yell back. Loz starts to cry, which sends a pillow flying in his direction.

“Shut up you big cry baby,” Kadaj demanded as Yazoo started to whine.

“All right all three of you chill out,” I yell. “Kadaj! Apologize to your brother.”

“I’m sorry,” He said mockingly. I sigh, “We’re going to have a long talk in the morning young man. Right now I’m to tired to care.” I shake my head giving in to my eldest son, “Come on Loz.”

He jumps out of bed, his pillow in tow and follows me across the hall. “He’s never going to get anywhere in life if you keep babying him,” Sephiroth informs me.

“Couch! Now,” I demand. Sephiroth rises from the bed. He grabs his pillow and a cover and pushes past me as Loz jumps up on the bed. “Not everyone go to sleep,” I cry out as I make my way over to the bed. I fall face first into my pillow.

“What’s wrong mommy,” Loz asks.

“People are stupid, your fathers a jerk and I have no patients left,” I answer bearing myself under the covers. “Go to sleep baby.”

“Goodnight mommy,” He gives me a kiss on the forehead and rolls over hugging his pillow. “Goodnight Loz,” I reply.

Dinner Gone Wrong

Sunday, April 28, 2013

I sat on the couch and watch my kids run in circles in the din. I had thought that putting a movie in would quite them down a bit… I should know better.

“You asked me to clean up,” I heard Sephiroth say from the kitchen, “So I cleaned.”

We had been invited over to my parents for dinner. “Vaporizing the dishes is not the same as cleaning them,” my sister yelled back at him.

“Well I don’t do dishes at home.”

“Really! I would have never guessed.”

Their yelling contest was going on an hour and a half now, which wasn’t helping my headache at all.

“There’s no need for sarcasm,” Sephiroth retorted.

“Oh I’m sorry,” Aranel said sweetly, “I thought you knew what you were getting yourself into when you married my sister.”

Sometimes I wonder why I allow them within a ten-foot radius of each other.

“And you seem to keep forgetting just who your messing with,” Sephiroth threatened.

“Oh no, I know exactly who I’m messing with,” Aranel responded, “A two bit villain with mommy issues!”

Lizzy was right, my sister and Mr. Pop were soul mates.

“I am nothing like Seymour.”

“Oh don’t you even bring up his name,” this time it was Aranel’s turn to be threatening.

“I can’t help that the guy hit on you,” Sephiroth said nonchalantly, “Personally I don’t see what he saw in you. Your loud, obnoxious, rude, and all together to controlling.”

“ANGEL GET YOU HUSBAND OUT OF HERE BEFORE I KILL HIM!!!!”

I sighed, “I Cloud couldn’t kill him what makes you thing you can,” I wondered out loud to myself. Loz started crying and ran upstairs into Aranel’s arms.

“Don’t kill daddy Auntie Aranel,” Loz cried.

“What a cry baby,” Kadaj teased.

“Okay all time to head home,” I said. Kadaj and Yazoo complained. “No whining,” I responded, “March!”

The boys dragged there feet up the stairs to say goodbye to Aranel. I followed and stood by Sephiroth. “You know this means Masamune stays locked away for two weeks now right,” I told Sephiroth. He glared at me, but didn’t fight back. He knew he couldn’t win.

Masamune

Saturday, April 27, 2013

“Sephy what are you doing,” I ask.

“It’s an innocent spar,” he answered, “I’m not hurting anyone.”

“One: nothing is every innocent with you and Two: Yazoo’s arm is bleeding!”

“It doesn’t hurt,” Yazoo tried to assure me.

“Loz go get the first aid kit and fix up your brother. Kadaj you go with them. I need to speak with your father.”

The boys filed into the house. I waiting for them to get out of earshot, “Do I need to take Masamune away from you again?”

“No”

“Then why are we using the kids as punching bags?”

“It was a love tap.”

“Right…” I stared at Sephiroth for a good while before he sighed and handed me his sword. “Thank you,” I say taking the sword from him. I walk into the house to find three little mummies where my kids should be. How they could cause so much trouble in such a shot amount of time I’ll never understand.

I sigh and shake my head moving past the boys. I make my way upstairs to my office where I look Masamune away. “And don’t so much as think you can seduce me into giving you the key,” I say to Sephiroth who had followed me upstairs.

“Now what makes you think I would try such a thing?”

“The three little monsters downstairs.”

He bows his head and walks away. I know better than to carry the key with me, but I also know that Sephiroth is still watching. “I’m not that stupid Sehpy.” I hear him grumbling just outside the door as I sit down to start typing. I know I’m in for a long night.

Theater Night

Friday, April 26, 2013

“Darling,” I yell across the room, “Where are the kids?”

“I don’t know,” Sephiroth responded coldly.

I breathed a heavy sigh and crossed the kitchen to the backdoor. “Loz… Kadaj… Yazoo,” I call out into the backyard. I knew if I didn’t find my little monsters soon Sephiroth would have a lot of explaining to do… I was sure as hell not explaining how a nine, seven and five year old manage to blow a hole in Main Street again.

“Sephy,” I called back into the living room. “Go find the kids please, I’m not done making lunch.”

“How long does it take to make Macaroni and Cheese,” He asked.

“It’s Baked Mac ‘N Cheese now go find the little monsters!”

I hear Sephiroth sigh from the other room, “Why must I go after them every time they run off?”

“Because when there in trouble or may be in trouble they’re your kids,” I smile turning back to the oven.

“What a mother you’ve turn out to be,” he sighs turning to go.

“What else would you have me do Seph, I can’t be twelve places at once. And you don’t do much besides mope around and plot.”

“It’s not my fault we didn’t get in money back on the taxes.”

“You tried to take the meteor out as work expence!!!”

“It was…”

“No it’s never mind!”

Just then the kids burst through the backdoor.

“And just where have you three been,” I asked.

“No where,” they said in unison.

I look at them with a cold stare for a few moments. “First cop that shows up at that door…” I began.

“Should I summon Bahamut,” Sephiroth asked.

“No… bad boy!”

Seph laughed at that, “Come along boys. Let mom finish lunch.”

The boys ran down the hall into the living room, “No video game,” I call to them, “I don’t trust you haven’t been up to something.”

“Oh mom,” they sighed. Sephiroth shook his head and followed after the boys. “And I’m leaving you twenty dollars for dinner cuz I have to be at the theater tonight,” I say as I pull out the Mac ‘N Cheese, putting it on the breakfast table.

“Can’t we come with you,” Yazoo asked.

“You wouldn’t like the play we’re doing love. The humor would go over your head. Lunch,” I call. The boys run back down the hall.

“Can we at least eat in our room,” Kadaj asked.

“Not for lunch, sit you little butts down. Dinner you can do whatever, but the first dish I find growing mold and I’ll make ya sleep in the basement.”

Sephiroth scoffed at me, he knew I would never go through half of the punishments I joked about. But the boys didn’t know that although I doubted they cared most of the time. We sat down for another quite lunch.

Later

“So you threatened to put them in the basement,” my good friend and booth mate Lizzy asked me.

“I honestly think Kadaj wouldn't mind it,” I said, twirling my hair. Lizzy laughed, “You’re a mess.”

“I married a villain, one who still tries to send us sailing through space. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard him babble on about “Mother”. It’s tiring,” I sigh.

Lizzy laughs as she checks her phone, “We’re at five to places.”

“And knowing what I did I go and have three kids with the man. Yazoo maybe the only decent one although I have my doubts.”

“What about Loz?”

“I think he’ll always be a mama’s boy. Not that I mind, but he cries at every little thing that upsets him.”

“He’s only nine.”

“He’s going to be all muscle, super sensitive… might make the ladies swoon, but it’ll be rough on him. And I don’t even want to think about Kadaj.”

Lizzy laughs again and looks back at her phone. “Here we go.”

I put my thoughts aside and hit the go button on the light board.   

Birthday Dinner

Thursday, April 25, 2013

I sat at the computer, typing as always. I’m not really ever sure what I’m typing, just that my fingers seem to move across the keyboard and words come up. But anyhoo, here I sit typing away again when he comes into the room.

“Hello dear, what’s today’s damage,” I ask not taking my eyes off the screen.

“Nothing,” he responds.

“Now why don’t I believe you?”

“Because you have a hard time trusting.”

“No!” He stares me down and I know I’ve been bested again. “Okay that’s part of it, but you do have a bad habit of running off and trying to end the world. I like this world Sephy, found you here. We raise our kids here.”

“They’d be fine in the outreach of space and I’d keep you out of harms way.”

I roll my eyes and continue typing. I sometime wonder why I married the one-winged angel. He walks over and kisses my passionately.

“Oh yeah that’s why…”

He laughs knowing he once again caught me off guard while I was deep in thought.

“MOM!”

‘Oh what now,’ I wondering as I make me way cross the hall to my boys’ shared bedroom. “Okay you three, just what are you up to now?”

Loz, my oldest runs over to me. Tears streaming down his face. “Mommy, Kadaj and Yazoo are being me to me again.”

“Honestly, you’d think his the youngest the way he carries on sometimes,” I hear Sephiroth say from the other room. I sigh and shake my head. “Calm down baby, tell me what happened.”

“It’s because you baby him so much.”

“Sephiroth shut in!”

“We were just playing,” Yazoo answered, “yeah and the big crybaby got all upset cuz he had to be the princess again,” Kadaj announced.

“Well how about this,” I said, a mischievous grin on my face. “Why not let Loz be the prince, Kadaj you can be the villain and Yazoo you be the princess.”

“Mom that’s not fair,” Yazoo protested as Kadaj fell over laughing.

“Is too,” Loz protested, “You have long hair so you should always be the princess.”

“Mommy!”

“Well then,” I continued, “next time you can be the prince and Kadaj can be the princess.” This time it was Loz laughing hysterically.

“That’s not funny Mother!”

“I think it’s perfect,” Yazoo mewed. Kadaj stomped his foot. “Fine,” her groaned thought gritting teeth. I smiled, hands on my hips proving once again that I would always win out in any argument. I turned and walked back across the hall.

“Are you trying to set them up for awkward teenage years,” Sephiroth asked.

“If your implying that I approve of incest, it’s only in my fanfics and only if it’s twincest,” I proclaim proudly, although I couldn’t tell you why. There was a crash in the boys’ bedroom, which I ignore completely. I push past Sephiroth and sit back down at the computer. I stare for a while, angry at all the red squiggles on the screen. “Why doesn’t Microsoft Word just know what I’m saying and fix it?!?”

Sephiroth laughs at me again before leaving the room. “By the way,” I call after him, “We’re going out to dinner with my parents and sister for my mom’s birthday!”

“Yeah, grandma’s birthday, yah-hoo,” I hear from the boys’ room. I hear Sephiroth sigh before he heads downstairs.

Later

We walked into the little Mexican restaurant. Loz ran ahead of us to jump my sister who was standing by the bar. Yazoo stayed behind Sephiroth, he’s always shy in public. Sephiroth was carrying Kadaj.

“Hiya sis,” I say hugging her.

“Hey girt,” she teases, “Sephy…”

“Only your sister calls me that Aranel.”

“Don’t care. How is my favorite nephews,” she asks the boys

“I got to play the prince today,” Loz announced.

“Mom made me be the princess,” Yazoo whined. 

“Fitting,” she smirked.

“Mom and Dad here yet,” I ask.

“Over there,” she pointed he head over towards my parents. I walked over to join them, Sephiroth and kids in tow. “Hiya dad,” I say giving him a hug. “Happy Birthday mom.”

“Happy Birthday Grandma,” the boys said in unison. Sephiroth hid a smile, he would never admit it but he really did like my family. Told me once that he would take care of them too if I ever let me send the plant sailing though the cosmos.

“Hello dear,” my mother said, “Hello Sephiroth.” My mom liked Sephiroth too, although like him she’d never admit that either. My dad wasn’t his biggest fan, but he wanted me to be happy, so he let it be.

“Strawberry Margarita for my lovely sister,” Aranel said rejoining the table, “Regular Margarita for my darling mother. Bud Light for dad, White Rose Nectar for Sephy and a Sex on the Beach for little old me,” she grinned sitting down beside my dad.

“You going to be good to drive Seph,” I asked as he took his first sip.

“I’ll be fine, Mako remember.” I sigh at that knowing he can’t really get drunk. Plus he’s good about not drinking more that one alcoholic drink, my sister on the other hand…

“And just how much have you had little sis,” I ask.

“Second verse same as the first,” she sung.

“Can I have a sip Aunt Aranel,” Kadaj asked.

“No,” I say before my sister gets a chance to answer.

“Yeah, your only five kid… not as young as I was when I had my first drink but ya know.”

We all laugh at that. Aranel ruffles Kadaj’s hair and gives him a kiss on the top of his head.

“Mommy, can I have a coke,” Yazoo ask.

“Yes dear, special occasion. Get whatever you like boys.”

“Can I have what Auntie’s drinking,” Kadaj asked, a sly smile on his face.

“He’s your kid,” I say to Sephiroth before I turn back to my little pain in the ass. “Again No! You can have a virgin drink if you really must, but no alcohol.” Kadaj groaned, burring his face in my sister’s side.

“Can I come home with you,” he begged Aranel. “Not a chance kid,” She responded. He groaned again.

“All right,” my dad laughed. “We’re here for your grandma, don’t be difficult.”

“Here’s to mom,” I toast. The rest of the table joined in as the waiter came over to the table.