A casual Saturday morning; kids awoke at 9:00am, Christian in the kitchen, and you at your office. The kids, yes, all seven of them, in the playing room where you had just painted the walls white on Wednesday. It would be a shame it get stained, huh...?

But, hearing a but more commotion than usual aside your office, you would go and see, only to be met with one of the worst scenes ever. All of them drawing on the walls, the floor, even the door hadn't been mercied, damn!

All of them; Simon, Tora, Eric, Lilly, Sebastian, Christianna, even baby Aggatha! They were all drawing and staining the walls you've had just freshly painted.

"What the hell?" You called out as you looked around, seeing Simon with Lilly on his shoulders while he scribbled and she made handprints on the white surface, Sebastian and Christianna fighting with painting brushes, Tora helping Eric with painting the walls with toys they were dipping in paint, even baby Aggatha was dipping his tiny and chubby hands and patting them on the wall and floor.

When the kids noticed you, they suddenly all stopped for a second as you spoke up again.

"Alright, want me to call your father, eh?" You asked with a raised eyebrow after you'd get splashed with paint from the plush covered in paint Owen was using.

"No!" The six of them shouted, even baby Aggatha, even if unable to speak yet, made whiny noices while her older siblings yelled out 'no'.

"A-ha, works every time. They're scared the death of him-" You muttered with a chuckle, before getting cutted out by a sudden sentence being thrown at you.

"Call me for what?" Christian's voice suddenly rang through your ears as he stood in the corridor as you were in the doorway, his arms crossed as he looked at you with a raised eyebrow.