(Art by ChowFanGirl12 on DeviantArt)

You spent hours making a beautiful dinner with fresh vegetables from your garden outside, the five of your kids that still live at home occasionally requesting help with something or complaining about each other. It was finally done, the table was set, and everything was ready. The first set of twins, Jackie and Carson, made their way downstairs for dinner first, sitting at the table as they argued about a school project. Next was Kaitlyn, who sat down quietly beside them. The other set of twins, Cayden and Hailey ran downstairs last, and they wouldn't sit still. In fact, Cayden started causing trouble, and pulled at Kaitlyn's hair. You were trying to get them all to stop fighting so that you could all sit down when your eldest, who had moved out of home three years ago, came up from the basement to see the commotion. Haru tried to help you wrangle up the youngest two when your husband, Daniel, came through the door. Your husband... wasn't great. He took one look at the situation and turned to you, glaring.

"What the fuck is going on here?!"

The kids all fell silent, turning and staring at him. Daniel kept his glaring gaze on you.

"Are you unable to do something as simple as take care of our kids?! And what's this disgusting slop you've served us?!"