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The buzz of the tattoo gun quiets as Eddie wipes away the excess ink.
“Alright, you’re all done. You can schedule your next color appointment with Chrissy,” He smiles.
“Thanks Eddie,” She says and heads to the front.
“You’re getting old Munson,” Eddie mumbles as he stands. His popping joints only prove his point as he checks on the twins. Still asleep. For a moment, all Eddie can do is stare. They’re so adorable he just wants to bite them.
The bell above the door chimes, pulling him from his revelry. Little feet run up behind him and he turns to greet his eldest.
“Papa!” Amelia cries as she runs down the hall.
“Amelia! How was school?” He asks.
“Good! I had pizza for lunch and I got an A on my math test!” As she chatters away, Steve greets him with a kiss and a thin smile. Immediately, Eddie’s on high alert. “Amelia why don't you go to my office and start your homework? Quietly, please your siblings are sleeping.” Once she's safely behind a closed door, Eddie wraps Steve in his arms. “What’s wrong my love?” He whispers. Steve takes a fortifying breath.
"Amelia's teacher informed me that she's making friends with a boy,” Steve growls. With furrow brows, Eddie pulls back, taking in Steve's face. His scowl is so deep, Eddie can't help but giggle.
“Is there something wrong with her being friends with a boy?” Eddie chuckles. “Chrissy and Robin are friends with boys.”
"Stop being so logical, she said she was going to marry him!" Steve shouts throwing his hands up.
"Stevie, she's in the first grade,” Eddie snorts. "She says the same thing about the ninja turtles.”
“Yeah but I don't have to worry about Donatello,” Steve crosses his arms and honest to God pouts.
“I promise you don't have to worry about Brandon either,” Eddie says reassuringly.
“So you knew?!” Steve glares, poking Eddie’s chest.
“Uh…what's that Chris? I'm on my way!” Eddie ducks away, laughing as Steve grumbles.