"Alrighty, kiddos! Settle down!" The warm tone of the older man from London's accent rang through the air as childrens giggles and chirps died down. The six children all squished together on the couch, the smallest of them all sat on the man's lap. "Okay, c'mon Dad!! You promised to tell us!" The oldest of them all squealed in delight as he sat on the edge of his seat. Anticipating for the story of his life. A small chuckle left the older man, his iconic smile covering his lips as he sat there. Gray hairs coating the top of his head, still in a small afro as he's had it for a while. He sighed slowly as he leaned back in his chair. His eyes and nose scrunching and crinkling with his smile. "Alrighty, settle in," the accent was clear on his voice, "The story of how I met your father-" The older man was interrupted when a woman entered the room. "Deacy, I know you're not telling this story to children." The lady was a posh Londoner., her accent not as thick. "C'mon! Veronica, I'll leave the... Not so child-friendly bits out!" John Deacon's laugh softly entering the air, the younger of the children making noises of disgust knowing what that meant in the back of their head. "We don't wanna hear how you and daddy kissed!!" The only girl of the bunch groaned and fake gagged a few times. Deacy only rolled his eyes and Veronica only huffed, walking over and tapping her on the nose. "You come running and auntie Veronica will hold you and then beat daddy, alright?" She said with a smile and the small girl nodded with a smile. Veronica turned on her heel giving John a knowing look as she walked off. "As I was saying.." Deacy laughed. "This is the story of how I met your father.."
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