Prologue

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(Louis "Dipper" Daniel, John "Dizzy" Michael, Edward "Duke" Ray)

*Republished

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It was pass 3am when Leigh-Anne was brought out of her sleep once again by one of the babies fussing in his crib. She goes to wake up her boyfriend, the babies' father, but she knew he had work in less than three hours.

So, she got up instead.

She scoops the crying infant in her arms and began rocking him tiredly. She shushes him while he continues to fuss.

If she wasn't so exhausted, she would've been surprised that the other two didn't wake up. Then again, they're deep sleepers like their father, meanwhile the one in her arms was a light sleeper like herself.

"What's gotten you so worked up, Dizzy Boy?" She cooed then let out a long yawn. She proceeds to bounce the whimpering baby, "Do you need a change? Or are you hungry again?"

He seems to have calmed down after the last question and Leigh-Anne chuckles to herself.

"If there was ever any doubt, you're definitely my son." She carries the infant downstairs slowly and quietly as to not spook him with any sudden movements.

When they make it to the kitchen, Leigh-Anne starts to make his bottle with one hand, something she's mastered since dealing with the triplets daily while Richard works during the day.

As she feeds little Dizzy, she looks down into his wide eyes, slowly blinking as he starts to dose off, Leigh-Anne hopes. Though, she knew it that wasn't happening since he is a lot like her. Once awake, they can't go back to sleep.

Instead, Dizzy stares up at his mother while suckling on his bottle hungrily. "Slow down, baby boy. You'll give yourself the hiccups," she coos at him, earning a smile from the infant.

It's times like this when Leigh-Anne can't believe her and Richard could create something so beautiful.

Thrice, at that.

Yeah, being a mother of three at that age was pretty stressful, but she was happy her long time boyfriend was there with her.

When Dizzy finished his bottle, she burps him before checking to see if he needs a change. After getting him all cleaned and fed, she attempts to put him back to sleep, but now, he was all giggly.

With a tired smile, she places him in his bouncer and turns on the TV. She flips the channels until she gets to the infant's favorite show: PJ Masks. The young mother then starts to fix the other babies their bottles as well as coffee and an omelette for Richard.

When 6:45am came around, her boyfriend comes downstairs in his uniform and holding his fussy sons. Duke was pulling at his pierced ear while Dipper gnawed on his own hand.

Leigh-Anne smiles warmly at the sight. Going over to plant a soft kiss on Richard's lips and kisses on the boys' cheeks. Both immediately reach for her afterwards.

"Wow, really?" He chuckles, putting a hand in his chest in faux hurt. "Of course. They're mama's boys. All of them," she says, handing Dipper back to him. "Mind feeding him really quick?"

Richard complies, taking the bottle that had an 'L' on it in green. "If it weren't for me, you all wouldn't be here," he mumbles playfully, offering the bottle to the infant. Dipper just stares at him blankly for a second and seemingly rolls his eyes.

This causes Richard to scoff then look up at his girlfriend, "Did he just-?" He asks in disbelief. Leigh-Anne giggles, breastfeeding Duke, "That's King Louis for ya." She kisses the baby's hairline.

Being the hungrier of the two, Dipper polished his bottle off in less than 5 minutes and currently getting burped by Richard. "You're gonna have to take that omelette on the go, baby," Leigh-Anne says, glancing at the clock on the stove.

Richard curses under his breath, gently setting Dipper in his own bouncer next to his brother. The man then took a sip from his mug and picked up his breakfast hastily. "Have a good day," Leigh-Anne calls out sadly, watching Richard leave out.

When the front door of her grand home shuts, she sighs, looking down at the baby, who's still eating. "Another morning without a goodbye kiss. At this point, I'm done expecting it, baby boy."

Richard would just chalk it up to being in a hurry.

Like always.

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*Hehe... also, the boys are named after jazz musicians: Louis "Dipper" Armstrong, Edward "Duke" Ellington, and  John "Dizzy" Gillespie☺️... I'm kinda a music geek... but what y'all think so far

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