The other twins

Cilla’s POV

Sitting on the sofa, I turned on the TV and started to scroll through the channels as the twins picked up their toys.

“No TV for you until this whole room is cleared of your toys,” I stated, leaning against the backrest.

No one said a word or tried to protest. I glanced at Dalia and she just twisted her face before bending to pick up a brown doll.

“Is it so hard for you to always put away each toy after you finish playing with it? Why do you have to scatter them everywhere? Now you have to much work to do.”

The twins did not say anything.

I was proud of what I had done in only one work. I had transformed them from little devils to obedient angels. I was no fool though. That was a very short time for anyone to completely change. I could see the resentment they tried to hide behind their stares so I tried to always be on the lookout. I didn’t want to underestimate those little devils.

Mirabel was actually happy with the progress and liked to see the house look neat again.