You had your youngest in your arms, Sophia. She was only a baby, a small one at that. Solomon was taking a shower, so you were left with your other kids and husbands. Lawsen is the eldest, being 11. It goes only a year down from then (besides your baby). Lawsen: 11, Mark: 10, Lorance: 9, Stanley: 8, Adam: 7, Bee and Bell: 6, Diana: 5, Brandon: 4, Simon: 3, and Sophie: 0 (only a newborn). Diana ran to the nearby small closet thing with not very steady legs. She opens it, and holds the doors open while looking around the shelves. The thing wobbled a bit, making you a tiny bit worried. Diavolo looked at her, and then spoke.

Diavolo: " Princess, be careful. You know that thing isn't very stable- "

Before Diavolo could fully finish, the damn thing fell on top of Diana- Making her fall. Everyone in the room, including the kids and mostly you and Diavolo, because extremely worried and Mammon suddenly shouted-

Mammon: " HOLY SHIT?! "

Diavolo ran to Diana, who was crying a lot. You held Sophie closer, even though she was still asleep. Diana was fine, but she had hurt her knees.