My parents just got married... finally. And this is around the time that I could ask them what I want for my birthday. Even though it's a year away... it wouldn't hurt to ask right? Right? My parents were about to go to the place where they were having their honeymoon and I ran to umma. Oh I should mention... my umma's name is Dara. I definitely got my looks from her. I tapped her shoulder and she turned around, looking at me. "Umma... I know what I want for my next birthday..." I told her, in English.

She blinked at me several times. "What is it, Sicachu?" she asked, in English as well. Although she does have a slight accent in it. But then again... she does speak Philippine English instead of American English like I do.

A small grin appeared on my face. "I want 50 million siblings..."

Her eyes widened, not knowing what to say. "Y-you want what?"

I gave her an eyesmile and ran over to my appa. If you don't know by now... my appa's name is Donghae. "Appa... can I have 50 million siblings for my next birthday?" His eyes widened just like umma's did.

"W-what? But if we have 50 million babies... that means we wouldn't be able to spoil our princess..."

I pouted. I guess I have to take matters into my own hands and help them out a bit.

As they were packing... I got their vitamins and started with my devious plan. I put several pills into appa's vitamins and some vitamins that will help umma be pregnant. A s