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Stories of My Old Child 🤍🖤🧡

It took a while to finally get Ray to believe them but now that he did believe them. He constantly tries to follow the two around like a duckling following it's mother.

" Okay I'll be going now! " Norman announced. He felt a tugged on his pants. Norman looked down and saw Ray.

" Norman... Can you not go? " Ray asked in a quiet voice. His face looked so disheartened that Norman wanted to just protect him from the world.

Norman kneeled down to talk to Ray only for Ray to wrapped his arms around his neck and squeeze him tightly into a hold. " Don't go Norman! Don't leave! "

" B- but Ray— " Hearing that stutter from Norman, Ray immediately smirked unknowingly to Norman.

Don came back home around the evening saw Norman on the coach watching Tv with Ray on his chest, sleeping.
" Oh Norman. You didn't go to work yet? "

Norman covered his mouth and dramatically cried. " I don't think i can... " He clenched the cloth near his chest but not as roughly to cause Ray to wake up.

" Ah I get it. Good luck with that. Never knew there'd be a day you'd skip work. "

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Emma came home exhausted. She left home early so Ray wasn't able to get her to not go just like Norman was. Unfortunately.
" I'm home... " She tiredly announced.

Ray came running over to her with a towel. " Welcome back! " He greeted. A few of the children looking out from the living room seeing Ray and Emma near the doorway. Ray stretched out his arms to hand the towel to Emma.

" Thank you Ray... "

" Go take a shower. " Ray spoke up. When Emma took the towel Ray didn't put his arms down.

" Uh... Ray? " She stated confused. Ray opened and closed his hands in front of Emma. And it almost made her have a heart attack at how adorable he looked. " Carry you? "

" No, you idiot. Give me your bag and go take a shower. "

Emma sniffled at being called an idiot it was like feeling a rock fall on top of her head at the insult.
" Yes Ray... " She said in defeat before handing her bag to Ray then leave to take a shower.

Norman came out of the room and greeted Emma before giving her a kiss on the cheek. He walked over to Ray. Ray lifted the bag up, with both arm, to Norman.
" Hang it up there. "

Norman chuckled before putting it on the counter near the doorway. He scooped up Ray and carried him to the living room only for Ray to stop him. He looked over to Ray confused.

" Emma will be cold when she gets out of the shower. " Ray stated sternly.

Norman nod his head confused.
" Yeah she would, wouldn't she...? "

Ray bonked his head lightly before narrowing his eyes. " Did growing up made you stupider, Norman? "

Norman felt an arrow of disappointment wound his heart from Ray's words. He wanted to clench the place above his heart if he could but he couldn't. So an imaginary blood trialed down on the sides of his mouth from the damage.
" S- s- stupider... "

" I'll dry Emma's hair with a towel. You make her cocoa. "

Thoma and Lannion heard their conversation and snickered.
" Did I hear cocoa?! " Lannion questioned.

" I think I'm hearing it too! " Thoma answered. The two made a fake shiver before rubbing their shoulders with their hands.

" Yeah a cocoa would be nice. " Lannion commented loud enough for the two in the hallway to hear.

" Hm? You wanted Cocoa? " Jemima asked, unaware of the situation but her voice was loud enough since she was sitting on the dining table doing her homework.

Norman glared at the couch Lannion and Thoma were sitting on before looking over Ray who seemed to be thinking. He immediately felt a bad feeling. " I don't think we— "

Ray nod and clapped his hands before looking at Norman. " Yeah! Everyone must be cold and tired like Emma so make cocoa for the others too, Norman! "

Norman's jaw opened in shock. Currently the people present in the house were about 16 including the two of them. That's a lot of work for one weak guy like Norman. Norman could hear the snickering of those two troublemakers from the living room but he can't protest Ray's good intentions while he looked like this.

He swore in his heart, he'll scold those two troublemakers for good once he gets the time to.

" But Ray I— "

" I'm done! " Emma spoke up leaving the bathroom with a towel on her head. Ray pouted before looking over to Norman as a sign to put him down.

He ran over to Emma and requested to be carried. " I'll dry your hair. " He stated as if he was ordering someone. " And Norman said he'll make cocoa for everyone. Isn't he nice? "

It was a pure intention of making Norman look like a very nice guy but the way he had to do it in Ray standards was to make Cocoa for all 16 of them. He felt his energy already depleting at the effort.

Emma seemed to understand his troubles and Ray's intentions because she smiled. " That's so nice of Norman to do huh! " Emma complimented making Ray puff his chest as if he was the one being complimented. It was adorable but Norman still felt exhausted already.

" E- Emma... " Norman nervously called out wishing for support.

Emma nod her head and gave Ray a quick kiss on the cheeks. " Let's go help Norman do that. Norman might get sick if he overworked himself. "

Ray blinked his eyes before looking over to Norman. " Norman's still weak? "

Norman felt a boulder fall on his back causing him to get down on all fours in defeat.

Ray looked over to Emma. " Norman's still weak and sickly? Then why is he working if he gets sick a lot? It's like getting older made him as easy to break as glass. He should stay home everyday then. "

Norman was indeed dead at this point. Lannion and Thoma laughing at the floor of the living room from eavesdropping.

Emma gave Ray a kiss on his forehead before bringing him closer to an embrace while carrying him. She nuzzled her cheek on Ray's in glee.
" Well Norman wanted to help us early so he worked early too. He bought this house for everyone so that everyone can stay together. That's why he tries so hard to go to work everyday! So he isn't weak, right? Norman's great, right Ray? "

Ray gasped before looking over to Norman. " Norman! you've grown up to be such a charming guy! "

" I have? " Reviving from a compliment, Norman gave Ray a small smile while trying to wipe the imaginary blood on his chin from the earlier damage.

Ray frowned before looking over to Emma. " But you'll get cold if you help Norman... "

Emma continued to pepper Ray with small kisses on his cheek. " I'm fine Ray! I'll be immediately warm if Ray made me a cocoa though! Won't Ray try to make me one? "

Ray hummed before thinking then nodding his head. " Okay. I'll help Norman and you. " Ray smiled at her innocently before hugging her neck.

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Norman: WHAT THE— No fair Emma!

Emma: Ha! Baby Ray likes me More!

Thoma and Lannion: Ha pushover Norman!

Ray: Hey Norman isn't a pushover!—

Norman: See? Ray likes me more Emma!

Ray: He's just stupid!

Emma: Ha!

Ray: Stop it! Both of you are equal to me!

Don: * snickers * equally stupid!

Emma & Norman: HEY!