My Little Sunshine

"Carlisle Adam! What are you up to now?"

Stella shouted on top of her lungs as she wiggled out of Adam's hold. Her temper was about to hit the roof. After spending five days of a week stuck in board meetings, dealing with investors and sitting through boring meetings, all she wanted was a good, relaxing week with her family. 

But here she was, yelling through the corridors of her new home while looking like a mess. And her twins were to be blamed for this along with her husband who somehow tended to become a child as well during weekends.

"It's fine, my love. You should go and get Ella cleaned up, I will see what the brat is up to now." Adam tried to coerce her into doing something else because he knew if she was to find out what had gone wrong this time, his son would be doomed along with him. 

"I will get Ella cleaned up, but I need to have a chat with the brat first." She gave Estrella back to Adam as she turned his offer down. "And don't you dare to step in this time." She added as she threw a threatening glare in Adam's direction. 

They had just moved out of the ancestral mansion and shifted to a two-storey villa. Without her knowledge, Adam had been working on it for over a year to get it perfect to his children's needs. It was fitted with the most advanced technology, turning the entire building into a smart home. Though he had to thank Stella as it was her penthouse which gave him the idea to do so. 

He hired the best architects of the country because there was no way he would have settled for anything less than the best for his family. Despite that he had assigned a lot of people to get the villa done as fast as they could, it still took them six months to finish it to his liking. All this while, he kept it hidden from Stella so that when the time came, he could surprise her. And that was what he did a week back. 

"But…" He trailed off when he saw his wife's figure stomping away from him. She had turned a deaf ear to him and could care any less about his explanations in favor of their son. 

"Should we follow her?" He turned his attention to the little bundle of delight in his arms and questioned her. 

"We should save Big B from Momma's anger." Estrella bobbed her head up and down repeatedly.

"Let's go and rescue your brother then." Adam mumbled under his breath before heading to the direction of his son's room.

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"Carlisle Adam! What have you done this time?" Stella gritted through her teeth as soon as she walked in the room. 

The entire room was painted with different shades of blue which would go well together for a boy's room. The wall behind the headboard of the bed had a large frobot painted over it as her son was obsessed with them. 

"Oh! Hey, Mom." A head full of dark brown hair popped up from the other side of the bed and greeted her. "You have some chocolate smeared over your right cheek." He pointed a finger towards her face before disappearing from her sight once again.

Hearing his words, Stella frowned and wiped her right cheek with the back of her palm. Seeing the little amount of chocolate on the back of her palm, she shook her head. 

"Thank you. But may I know what you have done this time?" Her tone was much softer than before, but she was still angry at him. It was the second time in a week that such an incident had taken place.

"I was trying to fix my dog, Mom." Carlisle answered her as he popped his head out once again. 

"What happened to your dog? And can you please come out so that we could have a proper chat?" She made her way to the bed and settled down as she waited for her son's reply.

"Sure." He replied to her briefly before coming out of the other side. He made his way around the bed with a metallic box in his hands. He put it down on the wooden floor before Stella's feet and looked up at her with a frown marring his little forehead. 

"I cannot fix, Charlie." He pursed his lips together as his black orbs stared back into her hazel ones. 

The gray metal box which Carlisle was referring to as Charlie had four feet popping out from its base with a rather oval shaped face attached to its front end which had two small bulb-like eyes. A spring like tail was attached to its rear end which had a small ball fixed on the pointy end.

"You are not supposed to fix, Charlie. Your Dad would have gotten it fixed for you." Stella shook her head helplessly. She didn't know what else to say to him. Just because Carlisle was so obsessed with robots, Adam had brought him the robotic dog for his last birthday. And the child was too attached to it. 

"But I wanted to do it myself." He spoke up meekly. 

"You made the fuse of the entire villa go off. Now they have to get it fixed again. What's more troubling than that is you could have gotten hurt." She continued to scold him, but kept her tone in check. She would never want to come off as rude to her children even though she was strict with them.

"Why are you so quiet?" She questioned the little man who resembled his father in so many ways.

Carlisle continued to stay before her mother with his head bowed down. His eyes were fixed on the broken dog.

"Do you realize how your stunts like this affect me? The first thing which came to my mind was you might have hurt in the process of whatever you were doing." She continued.

"But he didn't get hurt, my love." The door to the room flew open and Adam walked inside. He was still holding Esretlla in his arms. 

"He could have, Adam." Stella spat back at him.

"But he is not. It's fine. I will get the dog fixed for him." Just so his son could have his childhood with his favorite kind of toys, Adam had built a new subsidiary under Levinson's Crop. which deals in robotics. But their products were not for sale. They barely took any projects in and most of them were for the family's use.

"Will you stop taking their sides? They are just kids, Adam. If they do something wrong then it's our job to teach them better. Stop spoiling them so much." She muttered out helplessly. 

"It's fine. They are just kids." Adam walked towards the bed, his steps coming to a stop right before her. "They'll be fine." He patted the top of her head lovingly but it only added to her ire.

"Why do I have to be the strict one in between us?" Though she was still angry, her voice didn't give it away. "Because you want to be so easy on them. It was fine before, but now they are a little grown up. You can't always be okay with what they do." She muttered out before getting up. "But do as you please." She added the latter part with a frown and stormed out of the room, leaving the other three figures at a loss.