"UNCLE HENRYYY!"
The second Heinrich came out of his black portal, he felt two strong cannonballs hit his thighs. "Ugh!"
"Ahhh, okay, you got me," with a playful tired voice, Heinrich acted like both children had knocked him over so severely he was defeated.
On the ground, where he lay defeated, two little children pinned him down, laughing. Ezekiel and Heath were the cool and scary uncles, while he had always been their fun uncle. So, even though they loved each and every one of them, they loved Heinrich the most.
"How are you guys doing?" Heinrich asked.
"We're good!" Niamh answered.
"Yeah! Mum spent the night with us, but she had to go because of work..." Damian chirped in.
"She missed you... You should've come yesterday..." Niamh looked a bit disappointed.
"Aww, that's fine. She was indeed busy. It's so children like you guys all over the world can have the best childhood they should have," Heinrich said.
"Ohh, is that what Mum is doing?" Damian asked softly.