(Deceit's POV)
I woke up with my stomach being squashed by the two rebellious twins, Remus and Roman.

      "Momma! Momma! Wake up! We want breakfast!" yelled the two twins at the top of their lungs. I groaned, not wanting to get up.

"Kids, can you guys just wait for a little while. I'm too tired to get up to do anything." I explained to my rebellious monsters.

"But momma! We're hungry and we want food! NOW!" Remus, the more troublesome child, threw a pillow at me and started attacking me with said pillow. 'Jeez these kids don't know how to act in the morning, do they?' I sighed, rolling off the bed to get myself ready.

{Time Skip brought to you by our lord and savoir, Jesus Faist}

After waking up the other kids (except Remy, the kid that always sleeps), I made breakfast while the kids were in the living room doing who knows what. After finally making breakfast, I called out to the kids.

"KIDS! Time to eat! If you don't come here in the next minute, imma eat your food!" and in an instant, the kids were in their seats. I first made a head count.

Roman. Check.
Remus. Check.
Patton. Check.
Virgil. Check.
Logan. Check.
Emile. Check.
Now who else is left? Oh right, Remy. Ah well he sleeps most of the day, so I don't have to worry too much.

{Another time skip brought to you by Goldfish: the snack that smiles back, Goldfish :) }

After giving the kids lunch, I felt a tug from my sleeve. I check and see that it's Patton. I smile, knowing what might happen if I ask him what he wants.

"Hi there my little heart, what do you want?"

"Mommy...where is daddy?" I stood frozen, staring wide eyed at Patton. 'He doesn't know...' I then put on a fake smile and tried to explain my best what happened before...he left.

"Well daddy didn't love momma no more so he left me with you wonderful kids." I smiled with my jaw hurting so much. Damn, this hurts like a motherf-

"But why does daddy not love you no more?" asked Patton. The one question I ask myself everyday when I remind myself of him.

"I...don't know sweetie. See some people when they love each other,  later on don't, so they separate from each other," I tried explaining my best to a seven years old Patton. He just stared confused at me. I mean if my momma ever told me something like that, I would be confused too.

"Oh...okay momma! Well I wanna go see what the others are up to!" He giggled, then left me with my thoughts I used to have when he left me.

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They all stuck to my head and after a little while, it was time for the kids to sleep. I tucked them in, except Roman and Remus. They were having a pillow war in their separate room. I then go to my bedroom

And start crying myself to sleep. Until I hear footsteps.

"M-m-mommy?"

(AAAAAAAA- I need to stop writing angst sorry this wasn't supposed to happen for reals. I was supposed to make Patton say where do babies come from but my angst self went 'nAH' so here we are.

*tries to imitate Thomas Sanders*
And until next time, take it easy guys, gals, and non-binary pals! Peace out!)