3 weeks later... "Dell? Are you okay, sweetheart?" David asked, poking his head around the bathroom door and regretting his decision in an instant. The smell of her puking her guts up turned his already delicate stomach. He clicked his fingers, producing a bucket just in time. "David, I'm sorry, you'll be okay in a minute" Dell muttered miserably before hunching over the toilet again, the sounds of her mate being sick bringing on another wave. That was the last time they were eating takeout from the Chinese place down the road! She had a good mind to report them, she thought as her stomach settled for a moment. She sat up when she thought it was safe, wiping her streaming eyes. "Are you okay?" she called out, not daring to check up on him, it was safest waiting until he had finished. She scrubbed her teeth furiously before swirling some mouthwash around her mouth while she waited. "Yeah, I'm fine, I'd say t

 Allen chewed quietly as he looked at the three outfits he had narrowed his choices down too. He could go with the green silk button down, black slim fit pants and black frock coat. But the shirt was starting to get a little tight around his middle, he thought to himself, biting savagely into his sandwich. Maybe the bright red v neck cashmere sweater with the black leather pants and alligator boots? Perhaps he could wear his favourite suspenders with it or was that too casual? He pondered. Probably. He stuffed his last bite in, savouring the tangy goodness of the pickles before his eyes landed on the last outfit. A light grey 3 piece pinstripe suit with a crisp white shirt. He wondered for a moment if it were too much before snorting to himself, it was his engagement party. He dashed off to grab a shower before he got dressed. Sebestian, unknowingly, was having the same problem as his fiance. He grinned to himself as he thought the word, fiddling ab

 10 weeks later... Sebestian and Allen looked up when they heard noises coming from the hallway a split second before they heard Rose and Jordon bickering like a pair of five-year-olds. Sebestian was about to leave the pans and go and see to them when Rose came through the door, her arm linked with David, quickly followed by Jordon with his arm linked through Dell. "I swear, this dinner had better be worth getting dressed for," Dell said with a scowl as she bulldozed her way into the kitchen and pulled a chair out for David, taking his hands and using her body as a counterweight for him to lower himself into a chair. "it smells amazing" she said, her bad mood disappearing and her eyes lighting up. "Nice to see you too, Delly," Sebestian said drily as he returned to the pan he had been presiding over before they had arrived. "What are you two arguing about?" he asked Jordon and Rose as he started scooping the

6 weeks later… “Sebestian, I don’t know how much more I can take,” Allen said desperately, scrubbing his hand over his face, trying to rub some life into it. “Luna knows I love them but it never ends. I'm going to go mad, I need…” he trailed off, raising his hand when the triplets started screaming in their bouncers around his feet, raising the bottles he was holding in their mouths with his magic. They stopped screaming as the teats filled when the bottles rose to the correct angle. “I know, me too. Remember when we used to complain that they were taking to long to come?” Sebestian asked as he gathered the third load of diapers the babies had filled that morning along with their second change of clothes and the empty bottles that had built into a pile in the corner of the couch. “Remember when we used to wear clothes? Clothes that you could go outside in” he muttered misera

 4 weeks later… “David… David, wake up” Dell whispered, shaking his arm to wake him. She glanced at the clock to see it was 4.30 in the morning. She felt awful waking him, they had only been asleep for 3 hours but something was finally happening. “David, wake up! I think it’s time” she whispered as loudly as possible without waking anyone else up. “I think I had one of those twinges Allen was talking about,” she said when his eyes slowly blinked open. “Really? Are you sure it wasn’t just gas?” David asked when her words worked their way through his muddy brain. He looked at the clock, holding back the groan that wanted to escape him, the twins had finally stopped crying around 1 o’clock. Even with Olivia and Lethabo staying and helping to lighten the load, neither of them had been able to sleep until his sister and her mate had managed to calm them d