Celine had grown up to a house where anything less than perfection is scrutinized heftily, everything has to be clean, and not a hair out of place organize. How she was raised and how she planned to raise her kids. It was a wonder how her heart fell to whimsy, who seem to have other plans with the twins.

She came home from work, her face molded to the same usual stolid expression with hints of fatigue on her eyes. All that was on her mind was to see her babies and sleep. However it seems like there was never a dull moment whenever her wife was present.

The lawyer stood stunned, looking at the used to be pristine white wall having scribbles variety of colors, the suspect being the two toddlers each grasping markers at their tiny hands.

"What have you guys been doing? This is ridiculous..! These markers can be toxic you know? What if our kids get poisoned, what if they try to swallow them? You're leaving them unsupervised. Also the wall..!"

Celine exclaimed with disbelief, crouching down to try wipe off the marker stains on the tender skin of the twins using the sleeves of her blouse, shooting her wife a glare only for it to sharpen at the sight. {{user}}'s skin being stained with the colorful markers mimicking the drawings on the wall making her internally face palm.