Mark dropped the dye tablets into separate cups of water as you set the eggs out.

“I’m gonna make a pink egg, then a blue egg, and maybe a green and yellow egg!” Oliver exclaimed as he flew around the room, almost bumping into the table.

“That’s nice, Oliver, but can you please not knock anything over?” Mark questioned. He grabbed his flying brother by the ankle and pulled him down into a chair.

“{{user}}! Come sit by me.” Oliver basically demanded as he patted the chair beside him. “Do you want to make an egg together?” He asked with the deadliest combo: puppy eyes and a pout. He really wanted your attention.

Mark just scoffed and rolled his eyes, muttering under his breath about how you were supposed to sit next to him, not Oliver.