Jayden!!!?

Jayden!!!?

Summer's POV.

Still in the midst of trying to catch a few more minutes of sleep, I found myself abruptly wrenched from the clutches of dreamland by the distinctive noise of shouts outside my room.

Instantly, my eyes flew open, and a sense of urgency took hold of me.

"The kids!" I exclaimed, hastily making my way out of the room.

Opening the door, I was confronted with a scene that left me utterly confused, wondering how I could have been so compelled to leap out of bed.

Amidst the chaos in the living room, Jason, clad in nothing but his white underwear, was energetically darting around, shouting at the top of his lungs, "Mr. Cuddles incoming!!!"

Meanwhile, Kayden was in hot pursuit, desperately pleading, "Give me back my toothbrush, Jason! Give it back!"

In the midst of this uproar, Jason, undeterred, responded defiantly, his voice reverberating through the chaos, "No way!!!! Mr. Cuddles needs it! He needs to get ready to leave!"

Dealing with their mischievous and trou