He'd been up since six in the morning, fixing breakfast and getting things ready for when everyone else would be up. It was a big day for all nine of them. Heading off to the nursery, he found both infants awake, Harvey on his stomach and cooing to his brother who was still on his back. Lifting the younger of the two, he opened the top few buttons of his nightshirt. Letting the smaller boy to latch on, he ran his fingers against Harvey's head. He'd been doing amazing with balancing his household, the moment he was able to get out of bed after he had the twins he was adapting. Placing Alexander over his shoulder to burp the baby, he smiled as the nine month old tried to grab his hair. Repeating the process with the older twin, he dressed both boys into their onesies before letting them fall back asleep in the swings in the living room. Moving to where his older set of triplets slept, he woke the three and let them go get their breakfast before he would help them get dressed. At eight o'clock exactly he heard movement from the master bedroom, peeking in to find Tom face down on the floor and Edd rubbing his eyes sleepily. Matt was most likely in the bathroom already getting ready.

"Morning~" He grinned as he leaned against the doorframe, watching as the duo looked to him. Moving over to the closet, he grabbed the one dry cleaning bag from off the door to take into another room with him.

"Morning Tord. You getting ready?" Nodding, he folded the plastic covered garment over his arm.

"I'll be getting the kids ready before getting dressed. Remember, I'll be getting picked up with Delilah to get there early and finish getting ready." Watching the two nod, he moved closer to give each of the three a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room. Hanging the bag on a coat hook by the door, he went back to the dining room to clean up the three preschoolers and usher them to their room again.

"Go get the clothes that we got you kids. It's time to get them on. Remember, we want you three to stay clean until after okay? Then you can be as messy as you want to be." Watching as the three grabbed their neat piles of clothes, he helped the boys sort out what to put on first, the buttons on the undershirt being fixed by himself. Letting the two get their socks and pants on themselves, he turned his attention back to Delilah who already had her stockings on. Helping her get the light red dress over her head, he made sure to button it up carefully before he gave his attention back to the boys who were trying to figure out how to get their shoes on despite Elijah's pants being backwards and Jonas' shoes on the wrong feet. Holding back a laugh at the small mistakes, he helped get the clothes fixed on his children before helping with what was left. Elijah's undershirt was a light green while Jonas' was pastel blue. Delilah's dress was light red but the belt around her waist was a pastel purple color and she had a light purple flower crown for this entire event. The boys each had a light red bow tie, their hair moved from their faces naturally. Getting the bow ties and belts on each of the kids, he brushed his sons' hair before moving to do the same with his daughter after the over jackets and shift were on. He was proud of his handiwork once the three were ready to go, leading the three out to the living room where he found Edd half dressed in his tux.

"Tord you're not even dressed. Do you need help? I see you got all the kids taken care of." Laughing at the confusion on his soon to be husband's face, he shook his head.

"It's improper for grooms to see the bride before the wedding in their dress. I'm getting dressed after Paul and Pat pick Delilah and I up. Don't worry I'll be all dolled up for you three eventually." Handing the other the engagement ring, he gave a small smile as he heard the doorbell go off. Grabbing his dry clean bag, he made his way to the front door with Delilah on his tail to meet the duo. Both were dressed in tuxedos, black suits with dark red undershirts, their ties were black as well, though he did manage to see a ring against Pat's taner tone on the shorter's left hand. He definitely had a few questions. Waving goodbye, he got Delilah buckled in before getting into the backseat with her.

"So Patryck, what's that metallic band on your left ring finger?" Not skipping a beat, he smirked at the flustered mess his friend became. After he teased the polish man lightly, he got his answer. Congratulating the two, he mentally sorted what he needed to do. The kids were all ready, so he just needed to get dressed and make sure that everything was done properly. Smirking lightly at how he was already half dressed under his night clothes, the only thing needed being what was in the dry clean bag and his proper shoes.

Getting to the chapel was interesting enough, he had to hurry past quite a few people and photographers who tried getting pictures of him. How fantastic, the reporters had caught wind of this. Getting into the back changing room he was supposed to use, he hung the hangar up before getting Delilah situated with his phone right outside the door until he had gotten properly dressed. Getting his night clothes off, he asked for help with getting everything on, his face red in embarrassment at the view of himself in thin lingerie in front of persons who weren't his partners. First was a corset, something he regretted but decided to wear anyway. After that was the hoop underskirt and garter belt, the former having to be laced up while the latter he managed to get on easily. He gave careful breaths from behind the binding, taking his outfit from the hangar. Despite the social norms, he was going to wear a dress, but it was no ordinary wedding dress. No it was a pastel red in color, his heeled shoes white. He would wear a veil, the headband covered in false flowers in red, blue, green, and violet. Looking in the mirror, his eyes traced along his frame. The dress had lace sleeves, the rest of the gown layered nicely to keep him warm. The entire thing went a little past his feet, the white heels that he had practiced in adding about three inches to himself.

Feeling a brush going through his hair, he laughed at how much trouble Patryck had with getting his horns to stay down before they both just decided to fix the problem by not bothering with it. After his hair was done and the veil was placed snugly, he smiled as all three of the triplets entered the room. It looked like the three had gotten here. Watching as Paul entered the room with rings in hand, he was confused until he was told that the other three couldn't figure out how to keep the rings on the pillows. Getting some tissue paper and safety pins, he made small loops that could be torn to get the rings off during the ceremony, but they'd be strong enough to keep the rings on the pillow till they were needed. Handing the small pillows off to Elijah and Jonas, he watched as Delilah was given her basket of flower petals.

Waiting the few minutes before the triplets were taken out of the room, he waited for his grandfather to enter the room. He was given the choice between either his grandfather or his soon to be father in law. Feeling the veil being moved over his face, he stood as his only living father figure entered the room. Giving a light hug to the older man, he was handed a bouquet of flowers that matched his headband. Being led from the room, he could distinctly hear the wedding March from the chapel, smiling softly as he watched his little flower girl do her job, the ring bearers behind her a few steps. Everyone stood as soon as he was walked in, the cameras trained on his person.

Looking forward towards the altar, he could feel his cheeks heating up behind the fabric hiding his face. The other three were dressed to the nines, each loosely following a color code. Tom wore a sapphire colored undershirt, Edd in emerald, and Matt in royal purple. Their ties weren't too abinormal, the odd one out being Tom's checkered tie. Thanking his grandfather softly, he was helped up to the Altar to stand beside Tom. Handing the bouquet off to Patryck to hold, he smiled as he felt the veil being lifted by three hands. He couldn't follow the ceremony properly, distracted by the point that this was actually happening. He was thankfully keeping enough attention to bring the event back into focus, paying sharp attention to the words that the preacher spoke.

"Do you, Edward Gold, take Matthew Harrison to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?" He couldn't help the grin on his face, trying his best to not laugh at the full usage of the other's names.

"I do." There was no turning back now.

"Do you, Matthew Harrison, take Edward Gold to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do." The model hadn't even blinked before he spoke those words, the smile on his face not faltering a moment.

"Do you, Edward Gold, take Thomas Rinwell to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Thomas Rinwell, take Edward Gold to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Edward Gold, take Tord Larsin to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Tord Larsin, take Edward Gold to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do." He spoke the words with full confidence, his expression never faltering.

"Do you, Thomas Rinwell, take Tord Larsin to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Tord Larsin, take Thomas Rinwell to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Tord Larsin, take Matthew Harrison to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Matthew Harrison, take Tord Larsin to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Matthew Harrison, take Thomas Rinwell to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do."

"Do you, Thomas Rinwell, take Matthew Harrison to be your husband, to cherish in friendship and love today, tomorrow and for as long as the two of you live, to trust and honor him, to love him faithfully, through the best and the worst, whatever may come, and if you should ever doubt, to remember your love for each other and the reason why you came together with him this day?"

"I do." Watching as the preacher stood up straighter, he grinned to the other three.

"If anyone has an objection to this union please speak now or forever hold your peace." This part scared him, worry over if someone would come just to ruin this day. There was silence for a few moments before he breathed a sigh of relief.

"By the power entrusted to me, I pronounce you partners for life. You may kiss the grooms." And they did, taking turns with giving kisses to each other before they tried to do something they'd only practiced a few times before. Giving a grin to the other three, he grabbed Tom's and Edd's hands, pulling the two into an odd adaption of a traditional kiss. They could hear as clapping erupted from their audience, the four of them pulling away from one another for the moment. Noticing something missing, he looked to where Elijah and Jonas were standing, still holding the pillows and waved them over. The four of them grabbed rings from the places, slipping them onto each other's ring finger. They waited a few moments before he felt himself being lifted from where he was firmly standing on the ground, unable to help the soft squeak that left his lips. He was carried out of the room by Edd, being set down once they made it to the car they would take to the reception. Getting all five of the kids buckled in, he cuddled himself between Tom and Edd. First they'd go to the 'reception', a small party at a local park where they'd participate in a few traditional events. After all that they'd go to a restaurant to eat with a few friends before they went off for a week. He couldn't wait till the four of them were alone, but he also didn't want to go. It would be hard to keep away from his kids for so long, the only thing he's done the past five years is care for them.

"You look lovely babe." Smiling, he shifted a little before he was a little more comfortable. Gosh this corset was uncomfortable on his frame.

"Thank you. And you three aren't going to see anything under it until we're in that cabin in Norway." Smirking lightly, he rested his head against Tom's shoulder. He continuously scolded as Tom tried to open the back of his dress, giving a glare as the man on his other side tried to do the same.

"I told you. You are waiting till later. Stop trying to unzip my dress dear god." Trying to keep his dress on for the next ten minutes, practically shooting out of the vehicle once they made it to their destination. Stumbling slightly, he walked over to where Paul and Patryck were standing, the shorter now wearing a knee length yellow dress and snow boots.

"Pay practically tackled me to get me to put it on. Looks like your ride here was eventful." Sighing, he could feel cool November air against the top portion of his back, it making him shiver.

"I married three horny guys, two tried to undress me in the back of the vehicle despite the kids being right there. Can you fix the back of my dress please?" Feeling warm hands zip his dress back up, he sighed. Hearing his name being called, he rolled his eyes before walking over to where the party was.

"So we're doing the bouquet toss first and then the garter belt. Which of us are taking that off you by the way?" Blushing brightly, he was glad that they were further from the group.

"Draw straws or something I don't know! Decide against yourselves." Fidgeting, he had started playing with his right earing. He had been given the pair by his grandmothers, it having been worn by his mother and her mother before. He'd probably pass them to the kids when they get older, he couldn't help but laugh at the vision of Jonas wearing the pair. Holding his bouquet in his hand, he walked back over to the rest of the people, announcing that the bouquet toss was about to happen. Watching as a group formed in front of him, he turned his back to it as he help the grouping of flowers. Glancing back, he threw it, hearing shouts from a few older women in the group. Laughing as he saw it hit Patryck, he enjoyed seeing the hurt looks on the women's faces.

"Guess we have something to strive for, ready to have your garter taken?" Feeling his cheeks heat up, he nodded as he was lead to a seat. Sitting as normally as he could, he watched as Tom moved to lift up the bottom of his dress. His face was impossibly red, the obvious paparazzi recording this entire thing.

"Which leg is it on. Or do I have to figure that out~?" Hiding his face in his hands, he barely watched as the other went under the skirt. He could feel light kisses against his skin, the cool lips making him shiver. He kicked Tom in the side when the other went too far up. The garter belt being pulled down by teeth was his next feeling, watching as the light brunette held the blue fabric between his teeth as he came out from under the heavy skirt fabric, hair tousled. Watching as Tom held the fabric, he snorted in laughter as it was flung into a small crowd with a loud fwap sound.

Watching as Paul had a blindfold tied over his eyes, he stood from the chair and practically dragged Patryck onto it. Was this planned? Maybe. But it would be fun to watch their reactions to it afterwards. He watched as Matt and Edd helped Paul onto the floor at the front of the chair, himself getting Pat's boot off silently. Watching and recording as Paul tried to get the blue fabric up his fiancee's leg, he watched the color of Patryck's face deepen in shade with each inch that was passed. As soon as the garter belt was secured against the polish man's thigh, Edd removed the blindfold before both men were sent a shade more red than even his old hoodies. After the first dance and everything else, the group of them left to go to a restaurant with their closest ring of friends. He made sure to say goodbye to all five of the kids before they piled into the car. Their things were packed and the neighbors had agreed to watch all five children for the week. Getting to the restaurant, he was helped out of the car by Matt, the six of them being badgered by press and reporters.

"Are you four a thing now?"

"Do you have anything to say about how other people have reacted to this occurring since it came out that you just married the man previously known as Red Leader."

"How do you feel about the world knowing your true identity?"

"How long do you believe this will last?" Watching as Tom grit his teeth, he stepped back a pace.

"Off with you! Let us enjoy our wedding night in peace you blokes. Now enough of your questions." Feeling his arm being taken, he gave the taller a smile despite his emotions being frazzled by the hard hitting questions. Being taken into the back area of the restaurant, the six of them were seated at an oblong table. He sat at the head of the table despite his disagreeances to it, Matt sat at his right and Tom to his left. Edd sat across from him, Paul and Patryck filling in the last two spots. After getting themselves situated, he watched as a waitress stopped next to Edd, her notepad in hand.

"May I start you all off with drinks?" He nodded, looking to the menu before picking up how the man to his left ordered a bottle of champagne for the table. Blinking a few times, he ordered his drink before turning to the other.

"Tom you don't handle alcohol that well, remember? Don't want you getting too drunk to remember tonight." He watched as the man in question grinned, himself predicting that Edd and Matt rolled their eyes at the next words as well.

"Well tonight's a night to celebrate. Champagne isn't as strong as what I used to drink anyway. Don't worry you can be the one to stop me if I have too much." They all knew that it would take more than just himself to stop the man, but they just rolled their eyes at the whole thing. The waitstaff brought around their drinks and appetizers, their conversation continuing with small pauses. There wasn't much issue other than some reporters who weren't deterred getting too close. Matt drove them off this time, himself covering his face. Well there wasn't much of an issue until it came time to order their actual food, his conversation with Matt interrupted by a different waitress as their original one had gone home at the end of her shift.

"Sir I'd really suggest you getting a salad." The waitress was at most in her first year of college, her blonde hair obviously fake and her waistline probably hitting a negative number. He couldn't see anything that wasn't fake about the waitress, and cueing into the conversation, he nearly went over and ripped out her weave himself. They all knew that Patryck had difficulties with his weight, and it being shoved in his face like that by someone as thin as a pencil, the girl would deserve her karma.

"Watch your tongue!" He saw as the girl glanced him over, obviously giving a snooty look.

"Oh look, it's the bride of Frankenstein. How touching. I'll take your order after I take fatty's." That was it. He stood from his chair and literally had Matt try holding him back from attacking the girl. He was downright furious. Not only was she insulting his friend, but she was insulting all of them.

"You are so lucky my husband is holding me back or your family would have to make funeral arrangements." The blonde hadn't even flinched. There was a standoff for a few moments more before Edd had returned with the manager, the situation getting cleared up within moments. The waitress was fired right in front of them, himself taking Patryck into the bathrooms to clean up before joining back at the table. Looked like they had been ordered for already. Sitting down to eat, they picked back up on some light chit chat, Tom obviously buzzed at the least by the time they would cut the cake. All four of them held the knife as the pastry was sliced, two pieces being taken. It was less than a moment later that he felt frosting and cake pressed to his face, trying not to snort the mushy substance up his nose in laughter. Feeling the plate and the smashed cake pulled away from his face, he moved to lick what he could reach away as he wiped around his eyes, smearing the mush over the faces of the other three.

After they were all cleaned up and the top tier of the cake was wrapped up to be saved for their first anniversary, they went back out to the car, himself helping a very buzzed Tom in before him. He could say that he was the one who was the least intoxicated besides the driver, never really liking the taste of alcohol. Getting to the plane, he practically dragged all three of them into their seats and buckled them in. He didn't mind having to baby all three of his husbands while on a plane, giving instructions to one of the attendants that the trio weren't to have anymore liquor. With how much he was helping the three, the flight didn't seem too long, the trip to the cabin not taking long at all after that.

All three had begun to sober up on the flight, and he guessed that they had nothing else on their minds than getting into bed with him. Feeling himself being thrown onto the bed, he tried to sit up as he watched the three of them remove their over jackets. He could tell that his dress was being opened in the back, the chill of the room making him shiver. Feeling the warm fabric being removed, he was left in his under clothes as well as the hoop underskirt and corset which were both laced. He untied both garments quickly, showing the lingerie that he wore underneath. The thin red fabric had him shivering lightly at the cold. Moving onto his knees, he held back a laugh as he was pulled into a kiss, the moment he got free he spoke up.

"You three are wearing condoms or so help me I'll put them on for you. I may like kids, but I'd like some space between them." Receiving nods, he grinned as he fell on his back, spreading his legs a little. It was barely any time before he felt the bed shift and three more persons join him, himself being lifted and rested against a warm chest. Relaxing against the warm body, he hummed softly as he watched Matt help Tom get his undershirt off without ripping the fabric. The light brunette was still under the effects of the liquor, but he was still in a right mind. His only issue was his limbs not moving properly.

Feeling himself being lifted up again, he squeaked at the cold air hitting his skin. He was flat against the sheets in the next second, feeling slick fingers tracing his inner thighs and moving under the fabric still on his body. He tensed as the cold lube hit his private area, letting out a soft moan at feeling the finger trace against his higher opening. It wasn't long for his front opening to be prepared thoroughly, the bottoms of the lingerie being removed and himself being placed against Edd's chest, panting from the stimulation he had already gotten. He felt a smooth warm hand placed against his back as more slicked fingers traced along the curve of his ass, one slipping in easily before a second was pressed in and began to stretch him down there. His forehead was pressed against Edd's shoulder, the taller running fingers through his hair and pinching at some chub he kept even though he's been running around to keep all five kids out of trouble. He moaned louder, the sound slightly muffled by the skin his face was pressed against as he felt a fourth finger beginning to stretch him. Feeling the intrusion leave him, he was panting as he was lifted up a little bit, kisses being pressed to his neck and shoulders as he felt the newer stretch. Yeah he's taken all three at once, but it's been so long since they last did this. He was helped down slowly, the silent reassurances helping him keep from freaking out and stopping this.

He whimpered softly as he felt the stretches, clutching the person in front of him as he was lowered further into the other persons'. Gasping as he was pulled fully down quickly, he squirmed against the painful intrusion, whimpering softly as the feeling was more pain than pleasure. He was held down though, placating kisses being pressed to his skin. He was allowed to adjust for a few moments before he was alright with the stretch, the stillness of it all causing him pain. Shifting his hips a little bit to let the others know he was ready, he held onto the set of broad shoulders in front of him as he felt the other three begin moving. He was squished between three bodies, the thrusts starting slow before they picked up their pace. He was already a mess before they had started, so it was no wonder that he was already so vocal. He was unraveling quickly, the off kilter thrusts between both his front and back taking him closer to his orgasm in leaps and bounds. Moaning louder, he felt one of his hands being pulled from where it was on the dark brunette's shoulder, it becoming clasped in another hand. He felt a knot form in his gut, squeezing the calloused hand and gripping onto the shoulder tightly with his other hand.

"I-I'm close!" Crying out, he felt as the pressure in both holes increased, seeing stars for the first time that night as he felt warmth against his stomach. The three slowed down to let him ride out his orgasm, going slow and never stopping. As soon as he alerted the three that it was alright to move again, he felt the movements start back up. He always was the first to cum, shortly followed by his ginger, the sight illiterate, and lastly the tallest of them all. He could feel nails dig into the skin of his back, a soft gasp hitting his ears as his hand was squeezed. Looks like the two behind him hit hard. Feeling fingers tracing along his clit and percenium, he moaned loudly at the teasing glances in touch.

"Are you trying to get me to cum again? Because if you are its working~!" Crying out for a second time, he felt his walls clench once more, his crotch growing wetter as he came vaginally. He was panting heavily as he felt his body being released. He practically collapsed against the bed, tempted to just fall asleep right there. Feeling a damp rag wiping him off, he felt as clothes were pulled onto his practically limp body. Being pulled under the covers and pressed between warm bodies, he smiled softly before he fell asleep.

Six Years Later

"Eli, Teddy, Lilalynn, Alex, and Arv it's time to go! Get in the car before we're all late!" Pulling his hoodie on and grabbing his keys, he tried slipping on his slippers before he pulled his left foot back, pulling a small furry body from the footwear. Shaking his head slowly, he set the small kitten onto the floor before he slipped the footwear on. Watching the five children run out to the car with their backpacks over their shoulders, he followed the elementary schoolers out to the car and watched them get into their seats, the younger two needing help into their booster seats. Getting into the driver's seat after he made sure the kids were buckled in properly, he drove off to the elementary school, parking quickly and getting the kids out before watching the five run up to the road, waiting for him to walk across with them. Holding the hands of the two youngest, he walked their little group across the street and into the school building, giving each child a kiss on the forehead and letting them loose. Giving a small smile, he walked into the front office to speak with the worker at the desk.

"Good morning mister Larsin, see you came to drop off the kids in your pajamas again. How's the husbands?" The desk worker smiled as she spoke, her hair cut into a short bob. He smiled and shook his head, laughing softly.

"Edd left for work and will be home later, Matt thankfully got a new boss so he has a more set schedule now, Tom's in a break between movies so he's home and dead asleep as far as I know." Watching the young woman nod, he glanced around the office area before standing up straighter.

"I should probably get home before Ringo's kittens start hiding other places. I almost squished the one trying to slip on my slippers this morning." Taking his leave, he waved goodbye before heading back to the car, pulling his hood up as it started to rain. The thunderstorms of London were always a big deal, and he couldn't wait till he got home and lit the fireplace. He wouldn't be the one to pick the kids up from school, Matt got off work a little before the school day ended, so that meant the ginger would pick the five kids up on his way home from work. Getting into the vehicle, he pulled away from the school slowly, before heading down the road back to the house. Barely managing to get inside, he kicked off his now soaked slippers and pulled off his equally soaked hoodie to throw into the wash. Walking into the living room, he felt the heat from the fireplace warm him up a little, alerting him that he wasn't the only one awake in the house.

"Go get changed into dry clothes, I'll make you some tea and we can sit on the couch for a while." Smiling at Tom, who stood in the doorway to the kitchen. Nodding, he walked down the hall to the bedroom, changing out of his wet clothes and into dry ones. Going back to the living room, he found a thick blanket over the back of the couch. Sitting on the couch, he was joined a few moments later by Tom, being handed a warm cup of tea. Feeling the blanket being pulled over his shoulder, he leaned against Tom's side, pulling his legs up onto the couch under him. Humming softly, he felt a kiss placed against his forehead. He barely noticed how he drifted off, the sound of two glass mugs being set down only barely registering to his mind. Feeling his head being placed against a chest, the sound of his husband's heartbeat lulled him to sleep.

He could feel as he was shifted a little, soft sounds reaching his eardrums. Moving slightly, he squeezed his eyelids shut, before moving to open them.

"Afternoon, Sunshine." Sticking his tongue out, he sat up so he wasn't lying on top of Tom any longer. Glancing up to the wall clock, he noticed that it was a little after four, moving to get up and go make dinner. Stepping into the kitchen, he found his three oldest working on their homework, hair damp from the storm.

"So how was your day at school kids?" Prepping what he was making for dinner, he watched the three squirm in their seats a little bit.

"We had indoor recess so I was coloring." Eli grinned, putting his pencil down to grab an eraser. It was more than obvious that Elijah at the least would turn out like his father.

"I got the highest score on the spelling test! And the most problems done with the minute math sheet!" Jonas grinned, pulling the papers from his backpack and showing him. He had been helping all three of the kids work on math, it apparently coming easier to Jonas. He wasn't good with English, usually needing one of his husbands to help with that.

"Very good Teddy! I'm proud. Lilalynn? Is something wrong? You're usually more talkative." Watching the little girl look to him, she continued to work silently on her homework. He didn't realize why she was so quiet until he remembered what today was.

Finishing with making dinner, he told the kids to go wash up as he set everything on the kitchen table. Washing his own hands in the kitchen sink, he felt hands wrap around his waist. Leaning back a little against the other adult, he smiled as soft lips pressed against his forehead.

"I don't know what you're trying to do, but I'd wait until later when the kids are in bed. Now wash up and get to the table for dinner." Drying his hands with a towel, he stuck his tongue out at Matt. Watching the ginger use the kitchen sink, he walked back to the dining room where everyone else was sitting down. He had been the one to modify the table so they'd be able to fit the nine of them and more if needed. Taking his seat, he helped getting the kids served. It was quiet for a bit, everyone busy getting food and beginning to eat.

"So I know what Eli, Teddy and Lilalynn did today. What about you both Alex and Arv?" He practically knew he was asking for trouble, the twins were always pulling pranks. Watching the identical twins look to each other, he knew they were trying to figure if they should say anything. Watching Alex grin widely, he knew he'd be getting a phone call from a teacher later on tonight.

"We had a thubthtute! Thhe didn't like uth though. Tho we thwitched theatth. Everyone laughed! Becauthe tthe tried calling on me and Arvey didn't anther." Shaking his head, he pitied the substitute teacher who had to handle both of them. He wasn't mad persay, maybe a little annoyed by how the two did this to every substitute teacher they had. But he could laugh about this, wondering why the temporary teachers weren't let in the know about the troublemakers.

"I'd say to stop doing that, but we know that won't happen anytime soon. Just don't go too hard on them alright." Sighing softly he took another bite of his food as he glanced around the table. As everyone finished eating, he watched as the kids were taken for their baths while he collected the dirty dishes. Placing the dishes into the sink and putting g the leftovers away, he cleaned off the table and countertop before moving to start a load of laundry. Feeling the edge of his shirt being pulled, he turned to see his daughter.

"Mummy. Will what they said really happen?" He was confused by the question, moving to kneel down in front of the ten year old.

"What are you talking about Delilah?" Watching the girl shift a little on her feet, she pulled at the cloth of her nightgown. Her hair was wet so the long ginger locks were straight for once, reaching the back of her knees.

"What they said in the assembly. Am I really gonna…" Realizing what she meant, he gave a smile.

"Yeah that's going to happen. It's supposed to and you'll be perfectly fine." Picking up his little girl, he held her on his hip. "But hey, you'll freak your dads and brothers out, you'll learn how to handle it. And you're not alone, I get them too. It's a pain in the butt, but it makes you a stronger person. Does that make you feel better?" Watching her nod, he kissed her forehead before walking down the hall to her bedroom. Kissing her goodnight, he left the room, heading down the hall to where Elijah and Jonas shared a room. Entering just as Edd and Tom had left, he wished both boys goodnight, giving them the same treatment as their sister before turning out the light and closing the door. Moving to the twins' room, he found Matt trying to get Alex's night clothes on while Arv was running around the room.

"Alexander and Harvey Larsin sit on your beds now. It's time for bed so stop giving your papa a hard time." Grabbing Harvey's nightclothes, he managed to get the squirmy seven year old into his jammies, tucking the boys into bed with Matt's help. Wishing both goodnight, he headed to the bedroom. Changing into his night clothes, he climbed into bed between Tom and Matt. Laying awake for a little longer, he became lost in thought.

He has three wonderful husbands, five beautiful and healthy children with more than enough room for more, and more friends than he's had in a long time. His life took him through a time worse than hell, but it's gotten much better in these almost eleven years.

He used to think that karma hated him, that he deserved what he was put through. But it was just trying to get his life together how it was supposed to be. It didn't hate him, just gave a new approach.

Family may be a funny concept, but damn does he make it look good.

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And here's the end. Thank you all for staying so long with the story. Tried to give it a funny ending.

My goal was to hit 6900 words because I'm so mature, I passed it and almost did 300 more. This is the longest thing I've written.

I'm so sorry for the wedding portion. I just copy pasted that from a website honestly [The vows, not the entire thing].

Well until the next fic, one-shot, or update.

~Mari