Today was a busy day for you. It was a Thursday, so you and the twins were home today, and on Thursdays, you like to call cleaning days.

It was a very busy week in general, with Xaviers injury from work, a large scar from under his eye to over his lips, and it ended at his chin.

It wasn't exactly scarring just yet. It had scabbed over a bit and was slightly scarring, but not so much yet. The line was still fresh and red.

Every Thursday, Xavier worked until eight o'clock at night. His occupation was a Dragonologist, and usually, he'd be studying new dragons on Thursdays with his trainer.

You had opened the two doors downstairs and the windows, airing out the house so the soft, fresh spring air came rolling in.

So here you were, in the room you shared with Xavier, trying to change the bedsheets and smooth the duvet out in the bedsheets, but the two little tykes kept getting in the way, lying on the fresh bed when you threw the blanket up, so it would land on them.