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Thankfully, now I’m not trying to juggle three kids alone, because it makes it so much easier having more hands when they all want to do something different. Vivi wants to slide, Lochlan wants to go on the train ride, and Arden wants to go through the corn maze. Unable to tell them no, we split up. I take Vivi, Bodie takes Lochlan, and Silas takes Arden, and we agree to meet back up in an hour.

Vivian is having a blast running around the jungle gym and playing. It makes me so unbelievably happy getting to see her play and enjoy life like a child should. About forty-five minutes later I see the guys heading my way with the boys, who run straight to go play with their sister while the guys join me at the bench, lowering themselves slowly onto the seat.

Silas groans, running a hand through his hair. “I’m going to have to start back at the gym to keep up with these kids! Arden of course knew the way, so I had to follow him, and let me tell you, we saw every part of that maze. Then we had to go back through it again but this time we had to go faster. I’m getting old, babe.”

Bodie chuckles. “I hear ya, man. Lochlan wanted to go on all the different little rides, and he wanted me to go on each one with him. It was damn near impossible to fold my big ass into the barrel they used for the caterpillar ride! Then the driver had to come help me out and he thought it was the funniest thing ever,” he pouts.

“Yeah, that’s why I let y’all take the boys,” I snicker. “Vivi is content running around and playing,” I point out smugly.

We sit watching the kids for a little while, the boys playing on the rope swing along with about twenty other kids of different ages taking turns swinging into the hay pit. Vivian is going down the slide when suddenly she sees a swing open up, and she runs over to it.

She makes it to the swing a good ten seconds before a little boy, who is probably around seven. Before we realize what is happening, the boy pushes Vivian down and snatches the swing from her, and it ends up hitting her in the face. She starts crying, and from out of nowhere, Arden tackles the kid and punches him right in the nose before me and the guys can even jump up and make it over there.

“DON’T TOUCH MY SISTER!” He screams, lunging for the boy again. Bodie makes it in time to grab him, and Silas scoops up Vivian whose bleeding nose matches the little asshole who hit her in an image of karmic irony.

Silas gets Vivian calmed down a bit, although the boy is now screaming like he’s dying. Summoned by the noise, a woman–who I assume is his mother–comes running over. “OH MY GOD! WHAT DID YOU DO TO MY BABY? I WANT THIS LITTLE FUCKER ARRESTED!” She shouts at us.

Bodie pushes Arden behind him, and I grab his arm, motioning him and Lochlan over to where Silas is sitting with a still crying and bloody Vivi.

I step around Bodie so I’m right in the woman’s face, crossing my arms and glaring at her. “You want my son arrested for defending his two year old sister from your “baby” who is what, seven? He pushed her down and she got smacked in the face with a swing!” I scoff at her. “I don’t think that’ll go over as well as you think, honey, and I also suggest that you don’t call my kid any more names. I can afford bail, can you?”

“My sister is calling the police, so we’ll just see about that you stupid bitch! I’m going to have your crazy ass son and your whore ass arrested, and then I’ll sue you,” she says very smugly.

I can already hear the sirens coming and secretly, I’m ready to see her face. What she doesn’t realize is that I know when Odin sees the call is for where we are, he’s going to show up. A few minutes later, I see a firetruck and ambulance pulling up, so apparently the crazy ass Karens made it seem way worse. No matter, all my guys are going to be here, and I know I have nothing to worry about.

The mother stormed off after her last comment, leaving the guys and I waiting for the cops, when a bald, fat, gross looking guy comes storming over. “Which one of these stupid ass punks put their hands on my son! I’ll show you what a fucking ass whooping is!” He shouts, going to grab Arden.

Bodie immediately gets in between them and pushes the guy back. Silas hands me Vivian and stands up to block us even more. While this guy is like five foot nine, Bodie is six foot three and Silas is six foot even. The jerk reminds me of the chicken man from Toy Story.

“Try to put your hands on our son one more time and you’ll leave in a body bag,” Bodie growls at him.

“Y’all’s son? What, are you both a couple of faggots, sharing the same whore?” the man snickers.

“BODIE!” I hear called out from behind us before he can kill the guy in front of everyone. I turn and see Odin, Callum, and Orin walking over.

Oh shit,things are about to get interesting.

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