Chaos

By Bridgid

Steve Moran and family

Steve chased his little guy through the Moran home, picking up each piece of clothing that Benny discarded as he taunted his daddy. He didn't walk well but the kid could run like a cheetah.

He finally scooped the kid up and wrestled him into position to put his jammies on.

"C'mon, Bennie, it's time for bed!" Steve said with some frustration. He'd hope to get a bit of sack time with mommy for a change and at this point he was thinking about changing Bennie's name to Monkey wrench.

"Fart!" Bennie said in response

"Where’d you learn that word?"

"Brookie," the child replied

It took a few minutes and three rounds of dressing before he had the little guy in his room. Though the lad took his pajamas off three times, he did end up in his little bed asleep.

"Steve, you can't leave him like that. He's naked," Millie said as she picked up the boy's cowboy print pajama bottoms.

"Yeah, how bout I dress like that and meet you in our room in say, five?"

Millie grinned "Yea that would be great except for one thing. Brook is in our bed and she's complaining of a tummy ache. How bout you go check on her and I'll take care of the streaker?"

Steve kissed her cheek as he passed by and added the word "Deal."

He padded his way into the master bedroom to find Brook sitting on the bed. She was so cute sitting there in her little pink flowered nightgown with her hair in pigtails that he couldn't resist a smile.

"What's the matter, baby. You're tummy hurt?"

"Uh huh," Brook replied

"You feel like you're going to throw up?"

"Uh huh," she said sheepishly

"Okay, let me help you to the bathroom."

Just as he reached for her it happened. A sound rumbled up from her that made his hair stand on end. There's no way this precious little child could have conjured up such a growl but she did. Before he could even think another thought he was covered with warm putrid remnants of chips and hot dog with ketchup and ...carrots. Carrots? When the hell did she eat carrots?

"Oh my God!" He exclaimed as he stepped back with his arms out to his side as if that were going to help.

Millie came running when she heard Steve shout. She stood in the doorway with her eyes wide open.

"Why are you just standing there, Steve? Do something."

Wiping his shirt with his hand he tried to breathe through his mouth as he said "I'm still waiting to see if her head spins around."

Brook was crying, Steve was grossed out and Millie moved to help but she was stopped by a naked Bennie who grabbed her hand. The moment she turned, he puked on her bare feet.

Could anything else go wrong tonight?

Moving quickly, Millie ran to the bathroom with Steve who was toting two soiled, wailing children with him. He grimaced as she fell to her knees and unloaded her guts into the toilet.

"I sure hope this isn't contagious," he said, not knowing which way to turn. He set Brook down in the bathtub, fully clothed and he put Benny down on the floor. Making an attempt to help Millie he pulled her hair back as she heaved again.

Between breaths, Millie sobbed a little. "I'm not contagious, honey. I'm pregnant."

A strange silence came over the room before the sound of Steve hitting the floor broke it.

TBC