*Nate's Perspective*
It's not fair! Not fair! Not fair! Josh was getting all the attention that night and I no like it! I had hardly touched dinner that night, despite Marc's attempts to get me to eat. It was real hard to resist because he used all the big stuffs like airplane and choo choo train. I turned away with a pout, trying not to pay attention, though the high chair was restricting most of my movements. "Come on Nate, eat! Pwease? For moomoo?" He asked in a very sincere manner. I almost cracked, but shook my head. "No, not hungwy," I told him. That was a lie. I was starving! But I didn't feel like eating. Marc sighed and sat the plate down before picking me up. I began to feel scared as of what he was going to do. I really hope I didn't make him mad! Even if he was a big softy, I didn't want to make him angry at all. Marcus bounced me a little. "Then I guess it's bath time, then bedtime," he told me as he headed to the bathroom. "No!" I whined, not wanting it to be bedtime. "Then eat, please?" He looked at me with his begging eyes. I huffed. "Otay," I say as I let out a small yawn. I began to eat the food, but it wasn't much to my liking. I hated how easily swayed I was, but I didn't feel like going to bed yet. So unfair! I pout, looking over to Josh who was getting all the attention from Mathew and Timmothy. As much as I loved Marc, I liked Timothy a bit more. "Awe done," I said as I squirmed in the high chair. I wanted out. Marc sighed and picked me up. "What has gotten into you Nana?" He asked as he bounced me. I said nothing as I looked down. Nothing would make me happy at the moment, I was not in the mood. I know my brothers would call me a brat if I told them what was wrong. Then they'd put me in the corner! I don't want that!
*Marcus's Perspective*
I had a feeling I knew what was wrong with Nate, but I kind of expected it. Even before this whole thing, he's always been the jealous type. I remember his first boyfriend; Ben I think? Nate had been jealous that Ben had been hanging out with his friends more than him, which simply wasn't true. Nate was also rather clingy, and that's what I think might've driven the poor guy to break my baby brother's heart by cheating on him with the quarterback built like an ox. I really felt bad for him, seeing his heart broken had caused my heart to do the same. I had sworn to protect him, and that's what I plan to do. Nothing will ever hurt any of them, especially the babies. I will be the big brother I'm supposed to be.I stroke Shrimp's head as he purrs. Shrimp was a fat orange tabby cat I had saved from a sewer drain. He was my personal favorite, but that could just because he keeps me warm. I stared at the sleepy kitty. "Kiki!" Nate giggled happily. Kiki was what he said since he couldn't say kitty. What a cutie. I could feel my heart melt for my baby brother. He makes me believe that everything was right with us. With me. Like a warm fire in winter. Soothing. "Yes baby, kitty," I cooed as I stopped petting the cat, allowing him to pet it instead. "Sof!" The boy giggled. Gosh! I would literally die for this kid. My baby brother. I was just glad he's in a better mood.