"Yeah, yeah. Just wait 'til you've done it for a few years." Zoe replied.
"Ha!" Zac said with a grin. "This coming from someone who had it easy. You'll be singing a different tune by the time this tour is over."
Zoe poked her tongue out at him.
"Now, now, children, children." Babsie put in. "Save the arguing for when we're bored and need something to do ok?"
"Yeah, c'mon Zac, we need a hand back here!" Taylor shouted.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah." Zac mumbled, turning and walking towards his brother.
Storm started crying.
"Oh, c'mon Storm, what's wrong?" Babsie asked, picking her up. "Hmm, ok, I get the point."
"Storm?" Oliver repeated.
"Ike and Babsie have this weird obsession with the X-men." Mackie explained. "But I think it's an appropriate name for a baby. She sure does cry enough to make a storm."
"So she's colicky. Leave her alone." Zoe defended.
"I hope they aren't gonna be crying or whatever all tour." Oliver said hesitantly.
"Just because you don't like little kids."
"Well they cry all the time, and they stink and..."
"And they like to poke you in the eye. And get up to mischief." Babsie grinned. "Yeah, better be careful Oliver. Carmen might come up to you and tell you to play barbies with her. She's so demanding."
"Gets it off her mother." Isaac commented, coming in the bus with a couple of bags.
"Meanwhist, Diana told me you were the colicky one in the family." Babsie retorted.
"So was Mackie."
"Hey, leave me outta this."
Babsie grinned at him.
"So we ready to go yet?" she asked Isaac.
"Just about. We're just waiting for Mom and Rita and we're loading the last of the bags now."
"Alrighty then."
"Just umm, how many people are coming?" Oliver asked nervously.
"Too many." Isaac joked. "We're taking three buses this time, instead of two. You'll be in this one with Mom, Dad Sarah and Yasmine, your tutors and a bunch of others. Zac, Tay, Rita Babsie, me and our kids will be in another bus, and everyone else will be in the third one."
"This is crazy."
"You'll get used to it."
Oliver nodded in amazement.