EIGHTY TWO

SLYVIA'S POV

I woke up that Saturday morning with a light hangover, my head pounding slightly. As I opened my eyes, I saw Zenith and Zendaya in bed with me. "Mummy, are you okay? Wake up," Zendaya said, her voice full of concern.

I gave her a warm smile. "I am up, I am up," I said, trying to shake off the grogginess.

"Ewww, morning breath," Zendaya giggled, scrunching her nose.

I couldn't resist. I playfully grabbed her and opened my mouth wide, breathing into her face. "How about now?" I teased.

Zendaya screamed and laughed, wriggling to get away. "Nooo, Mum!" she laughed.

Seeing her joy, I pulled Zenith into the tickle fight too. Both of them squirmed and giggled uncontrollably as I tickled them, filling the room with their sweet laughter. "Alright, alright, that's enough," I said, finally letting them go. "How about we go make some breakfast?"

I playfully scrunched my nose and said, "Alright, first things first, I need to brush my teeth. And you two need to as well!"

I handed Zenit