Ew...
Angela smiled as she and Mako exchanged kisses on the couch without needing to worry about their two younger children walking in and calling out, “Ew!” before fleeing the room or their now eighteen year old calling to remind them to “Warn me ‘fore ya do tha’! I don’ want ta know what you two are thinkin’ when yer bein’ all intimate ‘n stuff! It’s GROSS!” and glare at them both angrily the next time they sat down together for a meal.
And that was when they had their clothes on.
No, she had no need to worry about that tonight, since, after Molly joined Overwatch she had moved back into her old room in the dorms for training, she had been spending most of her time there. And while she missed her Chäferli, it was nice to enjoy some quality time with her hubby without needing to go shopping for more tin foil the next day. That, and with her on base most of the time instead of the little neighborhood where she and the others who had started families here (such as Jamie and Satya, Mei and Zarya, Genji (who had his brother and his eventual brother-in-law Jesse move in with him and his daughter to help out), Hana and Lúcio, and Emily and Lena), meant that, when she had days off, she would spoil not only her younger siblings, but all of the children in their little neighborhood absolutely rotten by taking them out for fun days out of the house. (Which they all appreciated.)
Today had been a strictly Rutledge sibling bonding day, which consisted of a trip to the zoo, the movies, and the arcade before coming home at dinner time. Tomorrow Molly had plans to take all the kids out for a trip to a new amusement park that had opened up on the other side of the island.
So she had no need to worry about getting up late tomorrow...
She let out a squeal when he lifted her onto his lap with ease, she loved it when he’d pick her up for cuddles like this. Even more so when he was still showering her with kisses.
But they both froze when they heard the sound of an engine roaring up their driveway, and since both her van and his motorcycle were in the garage, that could mean only one thing...
The kids were home.
They frantically flew around the room as they heard Bob’s nails clicking against the floorboards towards the door to greet the children, the two parents searching for the clothes they discarded around it as they heard the pitter patter of little feet dash up the sidewalk, Wilhelmina’s voice calling for Molly to, “Hurry up! I wanna tell Mummy and Daddy and Bob all about our day!”
“Show and tell!” Ben cheered happily, “Show and tell!”
If her current state of dress was different, Angela would have rushed out to pull both of her wee ones into a big hug. Smiling broadly at the fact that not only did her baby boy, the quietest child of the three, actually spoke out loud, but that he sounded absolutely overwhelmed with glee!
She seriously needed to find her pants or else that could change faster than she wanted it to.
“Alroight, alroight!” Molly called from farther away, “Hang on a tick! Gotta put me bike away.” They heard the garage door opening and their little ones jogging in place on their front porch. “Shite,” Mako rumbled, “We left our clothes in the living room.” he reminded her. Her stomach dropped, her babies couldn’t see that! It was not the kind of thing any child should see!
They heard the sound of footsteps and the jingling of keys, Bob’s ragged remains of a tail thumping against the ground, and raced towards the living room, hoping to at least grab their clothes and dash into their bedroom to change before they could enter the house, only to hear both sounds cease, Bob’s tail stopping shortly after.
“Molly!” Wilhelmina cried, “Come on! Open the door!”
“Open!” Ben agreed.
“Now hang on,” Molly said, “I have an idea ‘ere...”
“What kind of idea?” Wilhelmina asked, sounding uncertain if she was going to like this idea (smart girl, knowing her older sister’s somewhat impish tendencies).
“Hear me out, alroight?” Molly said, her keys jingling a bit as she went on to say that, “Mum’s probably tired from fixin’ all the butts I’ve kicked this week in trainin’ ‘n Da’s jus’ come back from a mission yesterday, so why don’ we surprise ‘um by grabbin’ some take out fer dinner?”
“Yeah!” Wilhelmina cheered, “Let’s have a pizza party! Mummy and Daddy and Bob like pizza and everyone likes parties!”
“Sounds good ta me,” Molly confirmed, “What ‘bout you, Ben?”
“...Sundaes?” Ben asked meekly.
“Of course!” Molly sang, the keys jingling again as the sounds of Wilhelmina and Ben’s laugher filled the air, “What koinda pizza party don’ have ioce cream sundaes?”
“A bad one!” they replied in unison.
“Exactly! Now let’s get yer helmets back on, ‘cause we’re goin’ back inta town! We have parents to surprise!” Molly declared, the young children’s cheers sounding softer as they moved away from the door and back towards the garage. Bob turned to the two naked humans behind him, let out a disappointed huff in their direction and waddled back towards his bed and his favorite kangaroo toy to enjoy the squeaking sounds it made when he chewed on it.
Angela and Mako let out sighs of relief... only for their phones to buzz.
It was a group text message from Molly:
‘It will take us an hour to get pizza and ice cream and get back home, you two better be wearing pants when we get back! >:( ’
Mako quickly typed out a reply and sent it, making her snort when it popped up on her phone, ‘No promises. :P ’
They then heard Molly ask loudly from outside, “Ya know what? Mum ‘n Da deserve more than jus’ sundaes, we need BROWNIE sundaes! ‘N maybe some biscuits fer Bob!” The dog’s tail wagged excitedly at that suggestion..
“That’s a great idea!” Wilhelmina exclaimed.
“Sprinkles!” Ben cried, most likely wanting to help come up with ways to make their special ‘surprise’ better.
“Good idea, what else should we get?” She asked, the little ones’ replies muffled by the distance between them.
Their phones buzzed again, ‘I ain’t keepin’ them out longer than that for dinner and dessert, we’ll be back in an hour and a half. Please be dressed when we get back!!!’
Mako started typing again, but she stopped him with a hand to his arm and typed out her own message, ‘We can work wonders with an hour and a half.’ she sent.
She then eyed him hungrily, making him smile broadly in return, the two of them putting their phones down on their coffee table and heading back to their room, Molly’s reply left unseen until the next morning;
‘Ew!’
@glampyra owns Wilhelmina
@the-inline-rex owns Ben
Molly and Bob are mine