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''Daaaaaad ! I'm booored !''
A seven year old boy dressed as a white and red prince was laying on the floor, face against the old grey carpet of the living room, desperately seeking for any kind of entertainment he could find. But he couldn't. It was commun after all. Being bored was the most horrible thing in the world /according to the young boy/. And everyone should help him with this issue. Busy or not.
But his dad was beginning to ran off ideas. The old sentence ''go play outside'' not working anymore. He wished he could provide more games for his sons to play with, but place was limited and he doesn't always find adequate games for them. Or didn't had the time or place in his bag to take them. He had to find an answer before the little kid decide to bother Logan.
The single dad looked away from his book ''How to take care of your childrens as a single Dad'', analysing the situation, this should work quite well.
''Hey little Prince, how about some Disney movie ? Not too loud since Remus is asleep...''
Roman's Twin was a big sleepy-head and slept a lot due to his condition. His ''Sleepy Beauty'' Syndrome wasn't helping. When he was awake, Roman and him couldn't stop running all around the bunker, annoying the poor Logan trying to read. Remus was maybe a weird kid, trying to make his brother do things like, cutting his plushes and replacing the foam with rice, throwing books, draw on the walls (this one was maybe Roman's idea) but his imagination made Roman in his ''Prince mode'' and he was never bored. When his twin was asleep, the little prince always complain about everything and sulk a lot. It was annoying, but he is his son, he loves him anyway.
Roman looked at his father, who was sitting on the sofa, with a conflicted expression. He knew he was going to say yes, pass the entire day watching Disney and cartoons they hay on DVD if he agreed, but this time, he was going to be brave, and ask for more.
''Nooo !! I want to do something else ! We always do that !''
David sighed and closed his book, putting it on the table, this kid was sure a lot of work, but he couldn't resist to make him smile, and see all the sparkles in his eyes. He looked at him and smiled genuinely, he could do an effort this time, the twin's birthday wasn't so far.
''And if I go outside to seek for more movies and games, would that be okay sweety ?''
A big smile appeared on the kid's face, he rose up and ran to his dad, being careful to not knock the table.
''Really ?? I mean, Lo always say that you shouldn't come out ! But ! I mean, it sounds good !! I want new games ! Since I am a very good kid !
- And how do you think I make groceries, Roman ? I have to get out someday ! Even if I have to face the apocalypse !''
The apocalypse, it's how we called the massive chimical disaster. A gas that had been thrown by a country on the Europe, but the it spread all around the world... David had luckily an underground bunker. Why ? Because he was so anxious about everything since he went to the military school that he had build his own secret house, with ton of food, canalisation system, a machine to make potable water and a vegetable garden. He added the air-filtering system after the ''non-aggressive chimical contract'' had been ripped apart. And he was glad he did.
He patted Roman on the head, messing his brown hairs. He acted like it didn't bothered him but David knew that he would ran in the bathroom fixing his hair as soon as his father left.
''You will be on another journey then !! The brilliant doctor Prince, facing the world to.... to..
- To provide his son another distraction ? Complete Logan, coming into the room with a book.
- That's ri- eeeeh ! Not like that ! It super important you know ?
- Of course I know.'' Sighed the poor Logan, staring at David. '' But your Dad shouldn't get out to please everything you ask for.''
Logan sat down next to his guardian, he was still wearing his high dark blue school clothes, even though he can't go there anymore. Stuck, in a bunker, with three strangers he had known for two months. He should be glad he was saved by this man, but was still anxious about their safety. If David was caught by the ''Kind gas'', they are all condemned. David smiled at the sixteen year old. He knew he was worried, they all were. But it is fine. He can do it. It wasn't like if it were the first time.
''Well. I'll get my gaz mask and outside outfit ready and i'll be back for dinner okay ? Logan could you try make something edible for tonight ?
- I bet I could cook bettah than him !! You could ask meh to, dad ! Shouted the little Roman, running around the sofa his sword he got from his father, not long after the apocalypse began.
- Nonsense, I am the better cook here. -he looked at David- Perhaps the second best, because Mr.David makes really adequate home-made pizza.
- No you're not !! I am !!'' He stood in front of the ''nerd'' has he liked to call him. His foam sword nearly touching his glasses.
- I am not taking part in this ridiculous fight.
- Then I WON !'' Roman got back near the TV, seeking for another distraction called Sir Lion. A big Lion plush.
David couldn't help but laugh at the interaction. They were so precious, how could he let anything happen to them ? He wondered.
He knew nothing would happen to them.
He loved them too much.
He rose up, abandoning his book and walked to his room to get ready for outside. With the gas. It was frightening, each time, to see the consequences of such chemical weapon. Everything seemed normal, but everyone was drugged by a gas. They couldn't see they were wrong, trapped. Luckily David saw the sign and lock himself up. He had to remind himself, each time, that the people were infected. He could save them, but it was useless, he couldn't provide food for everyone. Couldn't save everyone. Priorities on his sons, and kids in danger. Logan couldn't see the truth of why he saved him. Because he wasn't even aware of being use his entire life by some strangers. However, he wished his boys could live a happy normal life, but they won't, ever, have it.
He was able to do everything in his power to protect his family.
Everything.