Maniac’s Mayhem

“So that could have gone better,” Cierra says once we have gotten the children to bed.

“What do you mean? Nobody died, so it went perfectly in my book,” Maniac points out.

“Honey, I would like you to set the bar a little higher when it comes to our kids,” Cierra says.

“Like ‘knows quantum physics’ high or can ‘go to the toilet on their own’ type high.” Maniac continues with a big shit-eating grin on her face.

Cierra sighs. “I just wish this was all a lot easier”

“I mean, you know what they say, right? Children are just like excited little puppies with a higher likelihood of killing themselves or something like that.” I point out.

“Not sure if I like you comparing our children to puppies.” Cierra says, pulling a face.

Maniac comes up behind her, giving her a hug. “Of course you want to be our only puppy after all.”

“What? I am not a dog,” Cierra sputters out.

Maniac smiles, her eyes going darker. “Sit,” she says in a voice that brooks no argument while pointing her finger down at the couch.

Cierra swallows and sits down.

Maniac smiles, patting Cierra’s head. “Good girl.”

“What just happened?” Magenta asks.

“I, uhm… Maniac is horny, I think.” I answer.

Magenta gives me a look. “They know I am still here, right?”

“I think that is the part that is turning Cierra on,” I confirm.

“Right, I am going home,” Magenta says, heading for the door.

“Make sure you let Claire rest at least a bit before you tie her down and ravish her.” Cierra calls out from the couch.

Magenta blushes, “I would not tie her down.”

“Oh, she seemed rather into it when I did so.” Cierra continues making Magenta blush even brighter.

Magenta slowly turns and flees the scene, leaving a cackling Maniac behind. Cierra lay back down on the couch, all energy seeming to leave her.

“So what are we going to do now?” She says in a tired voice.

“I think we should go to bed; we have to get up early tomorrow.” Maniac says, scooping Cierra up in her arms.

“Really, I don’t have any meetings until eleven.” Cierra says, looking confused.

“Princess, we have two small children; we are going to wake up early if we want to or not.” Maniac points out.

“Right then, take me to bed, my gallant knight,” Cierra says with a smile.

“Yes, my lady,” Maniac says with a smile as we start moving to our bedroom. Cierra donning a nightgown while Maniac and I have fun exploring our digital Pyjama collection. We eventually end up with Maniac looking like she walked straight out of a horror movie, her clothes having several cuts all over them, while mine are just really fuzzy with little hyenas printed across them.

“The two of you are just like kids sometimes,” Cierra says with a smile as she lies down between us.

“We have to do something to distract ourselves from the cute girl lying between us,” I point out.

“Yeah, don’t want to go wild and make her miss her eleven o'clock meeting,” Maniac says, licking her lips.

Cierra swallows. “Uhm, when did you two learn to do this? Because it is working better than you think?”

Manic chuckles, burying her face in Cierra’s neck. “We like to improvise.”

“Well, improvise some more,” Cierra counters

I get closer to her as well. Kissing her cheek and trailing over her face. Then, I move my hand down, tracing my fingers over Cierra’s body.

“Stop,” Cierra suddenly says, making both of us immediately back off.

“Sorry.” I say a bit sheepishly.

“No, I want to, I really do, but I am also tired, and I don’t want to accidentally snap at the kids because I did not get enough sleep.” Cierra says with a deep sigh.

I crawl back closer to Cierra. “That makes sense. We can go to sleep then.”

“Yeah, don’t want to show our kids the princess demon side yet,” Maniac adds.

“Right, our kids,” Cierra says, giving me an unsure look, “Should we not be more official? Would that not be better for the kids? Like for school stuff and such.”

“Is this your way of asking us to marry you?” I ask, slightly amused at Cierra’s unsure look.

“No, I mean, kind of,” Cierra's face falls. “I suck at this.”

“I am not going to argue with you on that front, but yes, I will marry you.” I say as I throw my hands around her, hugging her close.

Cierra completely freezes as her eyes lock on mine. “Really, I am awake, right? Someone pinch me. AUw fuck, why?”

“You asked,” Maniac points out.

Cierra’s smile returns even brighter now. “I am not dreaming.” She locks her eyes with me again. “You really want to? You were so against it before.”

“Before, as in when I was your sex slave? Yeah, wonder why?” I say while patting her face.

“Right, sorry,” Cierra says, her face falling a bit.

“It’s fine, so what do you have planned?” I ask, wanting to go to happier topics.

“Planned?” Cierra asks, looking a bit confused.

“For our wedding, I assumed you have this entire thing planned out already.” I elaborate.

“I never really thought about it,” Cierra admits. “Never thought I would get this far. How about we go to the courthouse and just, you know, get it over with?”

“That sounds a bit sad. Don’t you want to do something, have some kind of party?” I say, not believing for a second that Cierra did not want to do something big.

“I mean, it would be fun, but it would be so much stress and planning, and we have the kids and everything.” Cierra starts deflecting the issue.

“I can plan our wedding,” Maniac offers.

Cierra turns around, looking at Maniac with surprise. “You want to do that?”

Maniac nods. “Yes, it sounds fun.”

Cierra turns back to me, pointing her finger behind her. “You hear that too, right?”

I shrug. “Either we hire a wedding planner and have a normal wedding, or we let Maniac do it and have a memorable one.”

Cierra sighs. “Fine, Maniac can do it.”

“Let’s go!” Maniac shouts out.

“We are going to look back on this day and either think it was the best or worst decision of our life,” I point out.

Cierra puts her arms around me, dragging my face into her chest. “It’s going to be good either way. Also, before you clowns ask, your ring is in my office.”

“You are not going to get it for us and get on your knees?” I ask in my most seductive voice.

“Tomorrow, let's invite some friends. I’ll ask you in public.” She says, playing with my hair. “Properly this time.”

I smile. "That sounds fun.”

Before we can continue this conversation, I am distracted by a loud noise coming from the kitchen. I groan slowly, untangling myself from Cierra’s arms.

“Sounds like Daisy knocked something over. I am going to check to make sure she is not hurt. You should go to sleep.” I say pressing a kiss on her forehead before leaving.

I walk through the dark hallway into the living room to find a startled Cali standing on top of the counter while the smashed cookie jar is all across the kitchen floor.

“So it was my youngest, not the oldest.” I say with a bit of surprise.

Cali just stares at me, her bottom lip trembling. “I’m sorry, mom,” she sobs out as tears start to spill out.

“Oh, no, it's okay, just keep standing there. I’ll get a broom.” I say, trying to soothe her while looking for the broom.

I feel a slight poke in my back. As I turn around, I spot Daisy holding a broom in her mouth.

“Good girl,” I say with a smile as I grab the cleaning implement and start sweeping up the shattered glass. Once I am somewhat confident that I got it all, I walk up to Cali, reaching out my arms but not touching her.

“You want to come down,” I say, giving what I hope is a gentle smile.

Cali slowly nods, wiping her tear-stained cheeks. I slowly pick her up, pull her in my arms and walk to the table where I sit down, putting the little girl in my lap.

“So what do you want to eat?” I ask, patting Cali’s ruffled hair down.

“I? Huh?” Cali gets out.

“I mean, you are hungry, right? That is why you were trying to get into the cookie jar,” I explain to Cali.

“You're not going to punish me,” Cali asks in a tiny voice.

I shake my head. “Of course not, sweety. It’s my job to make sure you are not hungry, so the broken cookie jar is on me.”

Cali's little shoulders seem to relax as she nods.

“So what do you want? Cookies, ice cream, pizza, fries, waffles?” I ask the tiny creature on my lap.

“Uhm, I don’t know.” Cali says, looking around a bit nervously.

“Then want me to choose?” I ask her.

Cali slowly nods.

“Lyssa?”

Yes, what option would you like Lyssa to prepare?

“A little bit of all the options.” I say with a smile.

With the typical pop, 3 slices of pizza appear, a small waffle with whipped cream and chocolate, a small basket of French fries with mayo, and a little bowl with ice cream and cookies.

Cali starts shimmying around on my lap to look at me. “All for me?”

“Yep, unless you don't want it.” I say, taking a fry and popping it into my mouth.

Cali slowly turns back to the food and starts eating. Little nibbles at first and then bigger bites. To my surprise, she does finish most of the food in the end.

“Do you want more food, or are you full now?” I ask just to be sure.

“I am full now.” The tired reply comes.

I smile, grabbing a napkin to wipe her face clean. “Good, I guess it is time to go back to bed.”

“Okay,” Cali says as I pick her up. “Mom?”

“Yes, honey.” I say as I start heading back to the hall.

“Can I have that food again?” She asks, hugging me close.

“Yes, of course.” I confirm.

“Hmm, I like it here.” She says, making me smile brightly as I walk to her room.

“Mom?” Cali asks once again as I open the door to her room.

“Yes,” I say with a little smile

“Can you stay with me tonight as well?” She asks.

“Uhm, I don’t know; my fiancé is waiting for me back in my own bed.” I try to explain.

“Fiancé?” Cali asks.

“You know the other lady.” I say.

“Ooh,” Cali says, sounding disappointed.

I hug the little girl close. “How about you sleep with both of us tonight?”

Cali seems to perk up at that, nodding emphatically. “Yes.”

I smile, moving back out of Cali’s room and back to my own. I find that Cierra is already sound asleep. So, I carefully put Cali beside her before I join both of them, sandwiching Cali between us.

“Goodnight, baby.” I say, placing a kiss on Cali’s head.

“Gnight” she says as she crawls into me.