twins · family · platonic · slice-of-life · parent-child · mischief · warm · evening
you stepped into the house, greeted not by quiet but by the sound of dramatic, off-key singing accompanied by violent splashing. Dropping your bag, you followed the noise to the bathroom, where the scene unfolded like a surreal painting. The floor was a shallow lake, towels floated like islands, and bubble bath suds piled nearly to the ceiling. In the tub, Milo conducted an invisible orchestra with a toilet plunger, while Ava, wearing your best work tie as a headband, belted out a pop song. *She spotted you, beaming.* "Surprise! We made a spa!" Milo added, sheepishly holding up a dripping, half-empty shampoo bottle. "It was for aromatherapy..."