"Alright then, they should have finished napping, go check on them in their rooms."
Charlotte Thompson knew of Jordan Thompson’s unpredictable nature. Leaving him here would most likely cause a fair amount of trouble. Follow current novᴇls on noᴠelfire.net
"Alright, sis, I get what you mean. You just don’t want me disturbing your private time, I’ll get going."
Jordan Thompson’s mischievousness could be seen in his playful eyes as he hustled out of the room before Charlotte could even respond and made his way quickly to the children’s room.
It was about the end of naptime, and the children were groggy as they woke from their sleep.
Upon opening his eyes, Hank Thompson was surprised to see Jordan Thompson at the doorway and greeted him with a smile.
"Uncle, why are you here? Did you bring the latest Lego for me?"
Full of excitement, Hank jumped into Jordan’s arms, calling out in a babyish voice with a touch of sleepiness still lingering in his tone.
"You little devil, all you think about is your Lego, go over there and get it."
Jordan Thompson tapped Hank’s little head, his voice warm and gentle.
"Cyrus, Grace, Chad, Jack, wake up everybody, Uncle’s taking you out to play."
Jordan Thompson walked to the children’s rooms, knocked on the doors, and stepped in.
"Uncle," Grace Thompson, unbothered by sleepiness, softly responded upon hearing Jordan Thompson’s voice.
Jordan Thompson gently lifted Grace from her princess bed and responded affectionately.
"Uncle, why are you here?"
Grace tilted her head and asked cutely, blinking her eyes.
"I’m here to take you guys out to play."
Jordan Thompson pinched Grace’s little head, speaking in a soft voice.
The children were ready to go, dressed and waiting at the door while Cyrus Thompson strolled out of his room carrying a laptop. Seeing Jordan Thompson, he gently greeted him.
Jordan Thompson replied with a nod, patting Cyrus’s little head.
"Jordan, are you bringing them out?"
Carrying a plate of fruit, Charlotte Thompson quite unexpectedly asked Jordan Thompson as she saw him coming out of the room with the children.
"Yeah, sis, I’ve mostly dealt with band stuff, so I planned to take the kids to a nearby amusement park. You wanted to take them out too before, right? But I guess you won’t have time today."
Jordan Thompson deliberately mischievously glanced at Justin Battleson who was not far away, making a point to drag out the last sentence.
"If you chatter any more nonsense, I swear I’ll tell Grandpa right away what you’re up to with your band."
Charlotte Thompson shot Jordan Thompson a warning look and returned his threat, knowing well that Jordan adored his band.
However, Grandpa consistently discouraged his involvement with a band, and Charlotte had long been hiding this on behalf of Jordan.
Held by his weak spot, Jordan Thompson hastily hid his teasing expression, putting on a serious face and innocently addressed Charlotte.
"I won’t chatter anymore, but please don’t tell Grandpa about me being in a band. If he knew, I’d be doomed. You know how stubborn he is. If he finds out I returned to Druarus to pursue music, there’s no doubting my band would be finished."
Jordan Thompson couldn’t bear to imagine what his band would look like if Grandpa found out.
"Really?" Charlotte Thompson gave Jordan Thompson a half-smiling look and, noticing his moistened eyes, she couldn’t help chuckling softly.