Status: One shot

Little Dragons

Jay Bird

Laughter and the pitter patter of little feet filled the three bedroom home. At almost nine at night the three children should of been in bed already. But with their father finally home from tour Annika would allow it this once. It had been months since they saw their father in person, let alone given a bath by him.

"Dragons don`t like water!"

Annika raised an eyebrow at the sound of the twins cackling and made her way to the bathroom only to have her four year old sons run past her covered in bubbles and naked as a jay bird.

"I don`t see how you do it alone," G-Dragon teased as he walked up to his wife, their three year old daughter curled up in a towel against his chest with a pout.

"I`m a mom. We can do anything," Anikka laughed. "Including wrangling little dragons."

"Would you?"

"Of course."