I triple checked I packed everything.

Clothes: check.
Shoes: Check.
Zack's hoodies: Check.
Scooby: Check.
Plushies: Check.
My baby bike: Check.
Brothers: Check.

"Everything packed, baby?" Elonzo asked, entering my room.

Oh! Forgot to pack him. Oh well.

"Yes. Let's go." I said, smiling and waltzing to the door. I'm so excited!

"Why are you walking like that?" He asked, an amused look on his face.

"Cuz I'm excited?" I said, looking at him ridiculously.

"So you walk like a duckling? Like those in cartoons?" He asked, a small smirk on his face.

I narrowed my eyes.
"How do you even know how cartoon ducklings walk?" I asked. "You watch cartoons secretly right?"

Without waiting for him to respond, I slammed my fist on my palm of the other hand.
"Aha! That's why you spend so much time in your office."

He rolled his eyes and flicked my forehead.
"Maybe you're forgetting there's a little baby who lives in this house and watches cartoons most of the time." He said, putting his hands on his knees, bending down to my level and tilting his head slightly.

"Who? I don't know anyone. Especially not me. I may watch cartoons but I'm not a baby." I said, crossing my arms and putting my head up, like the dangerous mafia woman I am.

"Oh?" He asked, with a disbelieving look on his face. He put his hand up and started counting on his fingers. "So you don't throw tantrums, stomp, cuddle, pout, ask your brothers to carry you, let them feed you pretending you don't know how to hold a spoon? Not to mention the times, I've found one of them cradle you to sleep?"

Okay. Enough evidences against me.

So as the embarrassed mafia woman I am, I huffed, stuck my tongue out, did a weird 'whatever you say, trucker' dance and stomped out of the room.

"Exactly my point." Elonzo said, from behind me, chuckling a little.

"Don't you even dare.." I narrowed my eyes, telling him to stay away from the topic.

"Alright. I will not talk about it. But how are you gonna handle twenty five other brothers, who will be living with us the whole time we're in Italy. The only thing they're excited about is babying you all the time." He said, smiling sarcastically.

"Break some bones. Kill some brothers. Hide the bodies. Stay by Grandpa's side. And we're good." I smiled back.

He scoffed.
"Of course."

Then he picked me up. I crossed my arms and stayed as far away from him as I could, not letting him baby me.

"Hey!" He said, poking my nose. "Where's my baby?"

"Bless. Your. Delusional. Self." I gritted, pouting while looking away.

I felt a kiss on my head.
"Bless your baby self." He said.

"Whatever makes you happy, trucker." I said, finally wrapping my arms around him and putting my head on his shoulder.

"Try not to sleep." He said, in a sing-song voice.

"I won't." I replied, in the same tone. "It's not that comfortable anyways."

"Sure. I do believe you." He said, sarcastically. This cheeky king kong.

"We're taking this rat with us?" I heard the grumpy say. I lifted my head to scowl at him.

"Don't talk about Scooby like that." I said, narrowing my eyes.

"I was actually talking about you." He said, smirking when I glared at him.

"Okay. Stop. I don't want to deal with your squabble all the time." Elonzo said.

"Yeah. Don't blame me if I accidentally throw you two out of the plane." Dad said. I just huffed.

This trucker is not worth wasting my time and ruining my flight.

"Fine." I grumbled, getting off of Elonzo and walking over to my stuff, checking again.

"Alright kids. Get in the cars." Dad announced, already about to reach the door. "Do I need to do a head-count?" He asked.

Everyone rolled their eyes.
"No, Dad." They said, in a chorus. Not just them. I did too. Not our fault he decided to have so many of us.

"Okay. Good." He said, chuckling and walking out.

I ran to the Garage with the keys dangling from my fingers. My baby looked so good, with the ribbon tied on her like a bow.

I hopped on and drove to the driveway.
"Wait! You forgot my baby." I said, killing the engine.

"I'm pretty sure we got Scooby." Elonzo said, turning around. His eyes widened when he saw the ribbon tied on my bike but narrowed when he saw me sitting on it.

"Nuh uh." He said, shaking his head, disapproval clear on his face. "Go park it back in the garage. We're not taking this."

"Why not?" I whined.

"Because we can't. It's too big. Chances are, your baby can get hurt on the way or after reaching there." He said, crossing his arms.

"Fine." I rolled my eyes, getting off and hugging my baby, keeping my tears at bay.

"Wake me up when she stops being dramatic." Luciano said, already annoyed.

"You're dying?" Ryder asked.

"No. Why?" Luca asked.

"Because she will never stop being dramatic." Tyler explained.

"So you might never wake up." Nathan agreed, a hint of relief in his voice at the thought.

Me too, Twinny. Me too.

"Come on now, Honey. Park it back in the Garage." Will said, softly, almost pleading.

I nodded and hopped on and parked it back in the garage.

I had to apply brakes abruptly and rub my eyes, when I saw Leo in there.

"When did you sneak in?" I asked, while he looked like a kid who got caught stealing ice-cream fron the fridge.

"A minute ago." He said, about to start his wife. Sorry, his bike.

"Drop it. Elonzo will not let me take my bike." I said, pouting.

"Ugh. I don't wanna leave my baby here for so long." He said, patting his bike.

"Me too." I said.

"Let's go, you two. We're gonna be late." Dad yelled from outside.

Fine. As long as I get to drive once, just once, when we reach there.

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"No!" I snapped.

"Yes. Get up." Luciano said, pulling me. He had both of my wrists in his hand as he pulled with all his might, while I stubbornly sat on the window seat we were fighting for.

There were like ten more seats like this in the private jet. But trucker wants mine.

"There are more." I said, struggling to keep seated.

"But I want this one." He said, just as I felt his hold release my wrist. I looked up from my now free wrists to see Marco glaring at Luciano, while holding him by the back of his shirt.

"What is happening? Why are you two fighting again?" He asked.

"Because I want this seat." Luciano pointed at my seat, gritting his teeth.

"But she got it first?" Marco said.

"No, actually. I was sitting there, when I oh-so-kindly decided to help her in keeping that little rat somewhere. She took that chance and sat there." Luca explained himself hurriedly.

Marco looked at me with that glare, to which I smiled sweetly.

That's all it took.

"Don't forget that she's the baby. Let her have it. Be the older brother." He said, releasing his grip. Luciano glared at me when I stuck my tongue out at him. He stomped to the couch after that.

Not to mention, Dad and Elonzo were the first ones to enter the jet and take their seats. I saw them putting headphones on as soon as Luciano and I started arguing.

All of my other brothers immediately went to the seperate space with couches and a flatscreen in there.

Also the fact that this was my first time riding a plane, let alone a private jet. I yawned. I was just sleepy right now. Maybe I will look around later.

I put my head against the window and yawned again, fighting to keep my eyes open.

A chuckled sounded as soon as I closed my eyes. My eyes shot open at the sound as I looked around sleepily.

"Come here." Marco said, smiling softly while unfolding a blanket, he got from 'I don't know where'.

I got up rubbing my eyes and collapsing onto him. He took some time making sure I was completely wrapped in the blanket before kissing my head.

"Guess Luciano can have his seat back?" He asked, chuckling quietly.

"Little baby." Luciano mocked. Judging from where his voice came from, I guess he did get his seat back.

"Don't be jealous." I said, curling up to Marco and enjoying the warmth. Marco returned to scrolling on his phone after that, while I just let sleep overtake me.

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"Evvie. Hey baby. Wake up." I heard someone say, while they shook me a little.

"Ugh. Go away." I slapped their hand away.

"We're here." I heard the same voice say. Now I could sense the familiarity in that voice.

"Carry me then." I muttered, already asleep.

"Fine." He said. The soft blanket was ripped off of me. I shot up and opened my eyes.

"Of course. It had to be you." I scowled at Elonzo, who was standing with his arms crossed, near the foot of the bed.

I woke up after two hours of sleeping to find myself in this comfy bed. Marco must have tucked me in. Then I looked around and hung out with my trouble gang, before coming back here to sleep.

"I don't want to argue right now." He said, simply, moving forward to pick me up. I yawned and tried rubbing the sleep out of my eyes.

Setting me down on the counter in the bathroom, Elonzo moved to turn the tap on.

"I can do it myself." I said, huffing and hopping down.

"No, you can't." He said, turning the tap on and pulling me forward.

"You insist on acting like a baby, you don't have a right to object when you get treated like one." He said, simply, after he was done washing my face. Ugh.

I glared at him, while he reached for the towel.

"Maybe I should stop acting like one. That's what you're suggesting?" I said, smirking internally.

"I never said that." He shrugged, wiping my face dry.

"Whatever, trucker." I said, crossing my arms, waiting for him to be done already.

"Right. Let's go." He said, picking me up again, smiling softly.

"Remember the rules. Don't trust anyone except your family." He reminded again. "Always call one of us if someone looks sketchy to you. Or you feel uncomfortable. Got it?"

"Yes, Captain. Any other rule I should follow? I'm feeling extra generous." I said, sarcastically.

"Yes Actually. Don't let anyone disrespect you." He said, looking really worried. I furrowed my eyebrows.

"Don't be so worried, Elonzo. I can handle it." I said, smiling reassuringly. He looked at me and sighed.

"Wait! Before you say something put me down. I don't want to exit this plane being carried like a baby." I said, struggling to get out of his hold.

He rolled his eyes, before letting me jump down.

"Okay. Shoot." I said. He bent down to my level.

"Our cousins tend to do that. They've tried bullying Nathan before, but he handled it well." He started. "Seeing as you're the Mafia Princess, about to be introduced, you're the target. They will try to push you down. They will try to hurt you through words."

The look of worry on his face was something I do not see often.

"Don't worry. It'll be fine. I'm tougher than that." I said, reassuring him.

"Okay. But promise me you won't keep anything hidden. If someone is bothering you, tell one of us." He said, holding up his pinky finger. I nodded.

"Promise." I said, smiling at him and wrapping my pinky finger around his.

It will be interesting meeting everyone.

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