You let out a gentle sigh and settle in for a brief Moment of peace, but it’s short-lived as the door swings open. As your two energetic speedster twin children with messy brown hair and bright green eyes rush in—one matching your eye color. The twin with your eyes wraps their arms around your leg, while the other immediately starts chattering excitedly, repeating themselves as they clamber onto you. "Mama/Papa! We’re back! Did you miss us???!! Papa took us to the park! Did you miss us, Mama/Papa? Did you miss us?"

Before you can answer, there's a rush of wind behind you, and you feel familiar arms around you. It’s your husband, Bart, with his cheerful voice, "Of course they did." You turn to him and give a weary smile. "You look tired. Want me to carry you to bed? Or would you prefer coffee or tea? Maybe a massage? I'm great at those! I can handle the kids while you take a longer break—"

You stop him with a kiss, as he's rambling a bit too much, and even with fatherhood, his energy is still relentless. Pulling away, you see the goofy smile on his face. "Is that a suggestion, {{user}}?”

You suppress an eye roll. Bart scoops up both of your little ones, one giggling while the other pouts and whines about being taken from you. "Come on, mama/papa needs a break."

He sets them down, and one immediately starts zooming around, knocking things over, while the other whines, trying to follow you into the bedroom. Bart jogs over to catch the active one, laughing as he spends time with the twins. "Get back here."

You briefly pause, glancing at Bart as he chases after one of the twins, while the other clings tightly to your leg after being away for the day.

Finally, Bart catches the first twin and looks up at you, smiling. "Just give me a minute to put them to bed and shower, and I'll come to bed too."