Mafia 2: Revenge

Ok here we go...
we only need bid andme for the first part tho

Alex woke up next to Angelina. He heard the baby crying in its crib down the logn white narrow hallway. It was 4:30 am. "h come 'on!' he said to himself. He lloekd at Angel. It had been a year, and they had done pretty wel for themselces. Nicholas was one year old now, and thir marriage was doing great. He got up and desicded to tae care fo the baby right now... It was noly an hour till he had to get up normally for his job anyway.

Angelina was up before for three hours trying to get Nicholas to go back to sleep. When she succeeded she went back to sleep, and didn't even hear him crying now. She rolled over onto her other side as Alex got up.

"Nicholas what the hell do you want now!?" he muttered toh imself as he walked down the hallway of his 790,000 thousand dollar house. "God I swear that kid poops'n'pees his pants just to annoy us...."

(( 😂 great parenting skills 🙄 😆 I guess it interferes with their sex life if he's so crabby 😉 ))

Nicholas was crying as his father walked in the room. He kicked the blanket off of him, his cheeks were red from crying, and tears ran down his cheeks. Every once in a while he let out a high scream as he kept crying.

"Like a little ass nat... Ok what the hell's amatter wit- oh god that stinks... nevamind I know now."

Nicholas seemed to understand this, even though he was too young to, but regardless he giggled, gurgling a little as bubbles of saliva appeared and flowed out of his mouth and flowed down the side of his face.

"Your one stinky shorty...." He replaced the stink bomb with a clean diaper and put Nicholas 2 bed. "Night my little buddy"

Nicholas giggled again and cuddled against his teddybear and went to sleep.

((The terminator and a child... hmmmmmmm))

"Angel... Angel honey."

She was slowly awoken from her deep sleep. "Yeah?" She asked, her eyes still closed. She didn't hear Nicholas crying, she wondered what was wrong.

"I love you Angel..."

"I love you too." She then curled back up in the blankets.

Alex got up... and ignored the picture of Joshua. He didnt like him very much, and he kew the feeling was mutual. He made himself some eggs and finally went to work.

Angelina finally woke up when Nicholas started crying again. She quickly walked into his room, rubbing the sleep from her eyes. "What's wrong sweetie?" She asked as she leaned over his crib smiling. He giggled a little as she picked him up, cradlig him in her arms.

Alex pulled out of the drive way, and noticed a car parked on the street across... there was a lot of houses on the street, but that car looked familiar... he had seen it somewhere before. He pulled out.

"Do you miss daddy?" She asked her son, keeping her tone happy. "I do too." She kissed her baby's head and gently placed him back down in his crib. "Let me go get your bottle." She walked into her bedroom to change into a pair of jeans and a button down t-shirt. It was odd being a mother at twenty one, but she enjoyed it. She walked downstairs to get his bottle.

"Scrwe it im calling in sick." He turned the car around. He could swear he saw someone jump back intot hat car, but none was in it, so he ignored it. He puleld back in, walked through the door, and kisses Angel whenhe found her. "Day off..."

She was surprised to see him. "Oh really?" Her hands were full so she couldn't wrap her arms around him as she kissed him back. "Are you feeling alright?"

"Just fine... need any help?"

"No, I got it." She walked upstairs and placed the bottle on the dresser. She leaned over to pick up some scattered toys from play time the day before. She then picked up Nicholas and began to feed him.