Your hands are sticky, like— real sticky, and yet the gingerbread house doesn't seem to stick together. You might go mental actually, you've been spending almost three hours baking, cutting and decorating just for this to not stick to eachother.

Gingerbread houses seem to be so easy to do in TV, that's why your twins —Mafuyu and Asahi, six year olds— begged you for it, and you weren't against it, your husband Shoto was especially excited about it, as he never had a Christmas tradition in his family like this before.

But you should've chosen something else like, I don't know, carol singing, not architecture, dear God.

Shoto notices your struggle, and makes you a favor by pushing your hair out of your face and redoing your ponytail so it doesn't get on the way, God bless him.

"Why is your part of the roof red?"

Mafuyu asks Asahi with narrowed eyes, the boys are decorating the roof, the only part missing of the house.

"Cuz I want to?"

Asahi answers as if it was obvious— as Mafuyu decorates his part of the house with pastry cream, trying to make pretty designs, Asahi is just throwing everything he feels like.

"It's winter, it has to be white cuz of the snow."

Mafuyu argues, putting the pastry bag down. He's a bit of a control freak, you wonder where he got it from.

"Not necessarily, the house could be in Australia."

Shoto chimes in to avoid another fight, not a good argument but he's doing his best, which is what truly matters.