Galaxia's POV 

My phone beeped, signifying the entry of a text. I snapped out of memory lane and checked my phone to see it was a text from my mom.

"Where are you?! Laxy, if you for any reason miss tonight's dinner, you're gonna hear it. Your father, brothers and I are all here waiting for you. Get down here this instant!”

I immediately looked at the illuminating clock in my car and saw it was 6:55 p.m. I was almost late by an hour. I had been reminiscing for fifteen whole minutes.

I hurriedly got out of my car, grabbing all my necessities and practically sprinted all the way inside with heels on.

I knocked impatiently and one of my parents' helpers opened the door, bowing slightly and muttering a greeting. I absentmindedly nodded my head and ran in.

I stepped into the living room and found everyone sitting there. My dad and brothers were chatting away and my mom was standing, looking at her wristwatch while tapping her foot impatiently on the floor.

She looked overly pissed off and I was so going to hear it tonight. I cleared my throat and everyone looked up at me. My dad smiled at me, my brothers all had that smirk on their faces knowing that I was in trouble and my mom gave me a death glare.

I smiled sheepishly at them and mumbled a "Hi everyone".

My dad got up, walked over to me and pulled me into a hug. He pulled away and muttered. "hi sweetie, it's so nice to finally see you again. I've missed you so much".

"I'm soo sorry, dad. I've just been a lot busy that I couldn't make it last month. I'm sorry".

"It's fine, sweetie. You're here now".

My brothers all stood up and pulled me into their signature killer hug. They pulled away and gave me an accusing glare.

"Why weren't you here last month?". Noah asked.

"We were expecting you". Kyle continued

"And hoping to spend time with you". Adrien finished

"Guys, I'm sorry I couldn't make it. I was busy with the release of my new fashion line. I had to make sure everything was done well and that the stitches were strong enough so they wouldn't rip whenever someone was about to–".

"Hmmm mmm mmm". They continued to hum simultaneously. I cut myself off when I saw they weren't paying attention to what I was saying.

"You guys aren't even listening and you asked the question". I glared at them.

"Sorry, we just stopped listening after you said 'release'". Adrien said.

"You know we don't do well with fashion stuff". Kyle said.

"Then why'd you ask?". I questioned them.

"Hell's gonna break loose tonight". Noah mumbled.

"What do you mean?". I asked.

"Oooh, mom is so going to kill you tonight". Adrien added, making me remember how angry my mom was at me. I had momentarily forgotten.

Kyle hugged me and said while wiping away a fake tear. "aww, it's so sad to see you go. But don't worry, we will live to tell your story".

I rolled my eyes at all of them and they snickered. "How bad can it be?". I said.

"Speaking of which, I think it's judgement time". My dad said while looking at something behind me.

I turned and saw my mom coming towards me. I quickly tried to push past them but they wouldn't let me. They continued to do that as my mom moved closer and closer.

"Guys, please. Just let me go this once. I promise I'll do whatever you say afterwards. Please". I pleaded with them but they just shrugged their shoulders.

I felt someone tap my shoulder from behind and I immediately went tense. My dad and brothers started to leave, ignoring my 'Help me' expression.

Adrien whispered to me before leaving, "Remember this in the afterlife, we love you and will always love you, bye". I could hear the amusement in his voice.

I contemplated running away but immediately stopped when I heard my mom's annoyed voice say, "Don't you even think about it".

Feeling completely helpless, I turned slowly to meet her face. You guys might think that my actions were over exaggerated, but you do not know my mom like I do. Yes she was very sweet and all but when she got angry, no one I mean no one not even my dad could handle her.

My dad kept saying she had changed and that her anger issues before they got married and had us, were worse than this. I still had a hard time believing that. And he said I inherited that anger trait from her.

"Hey mom. How are you? I must say you look swell tonight". I started saying sheepishly with the intention of flattering her. She said nothing but continued to glare at me.

"You know mom, I've been thinking of using you as a model for the next fashion line I'd release. To portray the fact that Galaxia.A's products are not being used only by young ladies but also by older women".

The instant I said that, I clamped my mouth shut and looked at my mom's face, immediately regretting ever saying that. I think I really was going to die tonight. My mom hated it when someone called her 'old'. She saw herself as a 'Young, vibrant lady that is married and has kids, that's all'. Her words not mine.

When I saw her glare even harder, I tried to make amends of my misspoken words.

"Mom, that's not what I mean. That came out wrong. You're not old at all. You're young, beautiful, smart and–".

She silenced me with a raise of her index finger.

"If you think you can bribe me with anything or flatter me with words, then you're highly mistaken".

"Pffft, mom, me?flatter you? Why would I want to bribe or flatter you? I was just being–". I was silenced yet again.

"I clearly stated that you must be here by 6p.m sharp. I know you might think I'm being unreasonable or something, but I just wanted to spend more time with you all".

Her glare had softened into a sad expression. I think there was more to her being angry at me for being late than her hatred for tardiness. She moved over to the couch with me following behind her and we both sat side by side.

She continued "Last month, you couldn't make it. You have no idea how hurt I was, thinking you didn't want to spend time with us".

"But mom, I already told you wha–".

"I know, I saw you on television and realised that the fashion show was inevitable. I know you guys are all grown up and have responsibilities. Don't get me wrong, I'm sooo proud of you all. It's just... Your father and I are getting old and we want to spend more time with you all before you start your own families. Yes, we've been spending time with each other and our friends, but there's a limit to the happiness you derive from friends compared to the one from your own family". 

I took her hands in mine and turned her to face me. I saw a stray tear leave the corner of her eyes and I wiped it off.

"I'm sorry, Laxy. I'm just overreacting. You guys are successful and you give us anything we ask for. I shouldn't be greedy". She sniffed.

My mom was hurting a lot. I was sure dad was too, but he was just trying to be strong. I had been pushing them away for too long. I was against the concept of putting work before family, but that was exactly what I had been doing.

"Mom, I really am sorry. If there's a better word to describe how apologetic I feel, I'd use it instead. I've been blinded by work and don't see how badly it's affecting you and dad. I'm really sorry".

I said honestly. I really was sorry. I hated seeing my parents hurt. If anyone for any reason made them shed a single tear, I would make sure the person didn't see the dawn of the next day. That was how much I loved them. But seeing now as I was the one hurting them, it made my heart shatter into a million pieces.

"It's okay, honey. It's not your fault. Your father and I are just being greedy. We're asking for too much".

I shook my head and said, "No mom, you both are not being greedy for wanting to spend time with your kids. In fact my brothers and I have been the inconsiderate and selfish ones for giving you materialistic things but not giving you our time. It's selfish of us to think that one day in the whole month would be enough time to spend together".

"No honey. It's really--".

"No mom. It's not fine" I looked over to the dining room and called out "Adrien, Noah, Kyle and Dad, please I need to see you". They made their way over to us and sat down.

"Sweetie, we're here. Do you need something?". My dad asked, looking at me. I glanced at mom and all their eyes fell on her.

They hurriedly stood up and rushed to her, soothing her and bombarding her with questions.

"Guys". I called out to them, making them turn their attention to me. I stood up and crouched down in front of my parents. Looking straight at them, I said, referring to my brothers, 

"We've been selfish. Mom and dad are hurting because we don't spend time with them. We've only been focusing on their monetary and physical needs but have been neglecting their emotional ones".

After saying that, my brothers all came and crouched down beside me, simultaneously saying, "We're very sorry, mom and dad".

I kept my gaze on them and said, "We'll make it up to you. Mom, dad, I will be staying over the weekend. I have pretty much nothing to do".

Immediately I said that, their faces lit up with joy. I loved seeing my parents happy and would do ANYTHING to make them happy.

"Really?!". They asked. I smiled and nodded in agreement.

"I'm also done with all I have to do and a break from work this weekend wouldn't hurt". Kyle also said.

"I can ask my P.A. to clear my schedule for the weekend. Spending time with you guys sounds better". Noah said.

We all turned to Adrien when he didn't utter a word. He smiled sheepishly, rubbed his neck and said "Well...". He trailed off.

We all glared at him and he squirmed under our glare. He sighed defeatedly and mumbled, "Fine. I had nothing to do anyway. I was just going to hang out with Thalia".

We all scoffed at him and I said, "Well it's settled then. We're all staying over the weekend. What do you say, mama and pops?".

They smiled widely while nodding their heads vigorously. I was afraid their heads would fall off. No one was going to wipe away those smiles off their faces, well until Monday when we had to leave.

I decided to state this fact so they'd be prepared, "Mom, dad, keep in my mind we're leaving on Monday. I'm telling you this so it wouldn't be hard for you. But remember you have us to yourselves this whole weekend".

Their smiles faltered and I hated it that I had to be the one to remind of their pain. They thought for a while and smiled again, "Ok. We're fine with it, as long as we get to spend as much time as we can with you guys".

They pulled us into a hug and happily said "Thank you very much, moi babies. We love you all so much".

And my brothers and I echoed simultaneously in reply, "We love you both so much as well".

And that way, people, our happiness was restored.