Littlest Pet Shop The Biskit Twins の小説・ストーリー

Conversely, Matilda only chuckled softly before smiling a little, satisfied to have won this little round. The car slowed as Harry took the final turn towards the twins' prep school. Colonial-style buildings with spacious playgrounds came into view, and the sounds of children's chatter and laughter could already be heard even though we were still in the distance. I patted Matilda's shoulder gently. “It's done. You look beautiful.” “Thanks, Ma,” she replied as she checked her braids on the small screen of her tablet. Her gaze soon shifted to Theo, and she grinned. “Look, Theo, I'm even prettier than your voice.”

He grinned slowly and got an 'oh' expression from him. Taz growls and barks. I look down at him to see a creature on the grounds and Zeke is holding on to my PJs. He runs from the brown thing and it runs off. Taz always scared off uninvited guests. It might be a squirrel or something. I took the twins as we walked inside. She's already awake wearing a robe and started making homemade burgers. It's my favorite burger that she ever made. I kissed her lips and the twins started eating on whatever they are feeding them. Travis came downstairs looking all wet from sweat and came to the counter.

Brianna whispered urgently to Adrian as they tiptoed toward the twins’ bedroom. “I’m trying!” Adrian quipped, rolling his eyes as he followed closely behind her. A few moments later, they reached the door of the twins’ room, and Brianna slowly pushed it open. They entered the room as quietly as they could, careful not to wake the children. Adrian stood still in the middle of the room, holding a small birthday cake in his hands. The cake was decorated with the twins’ favorite colors—white and purple. Atop the cake was a small birthday candle in the shape of the number “3,” waiting to be lit.

Knowing the twins it was very likely. “So, the boys are a little rowdy and especially the twins. They like to play jokes on people. So check around corners, wait 3 seconds before walking through any door and always always always question the unexpected. More importantly, never believe a thing the twins say.” I say with a laugh. Celeste just nods her head while laughing, while Amethyst giggled. Lucy looked almost horror stricken and it actually had me scared.

After hooking him to a ventilator and watching his labored breathing finally settle into soft and well-paced slow breaths, I drop everything else I’m doing and march up to the front door, almost ripping out it’s hinges due to a bit too much wolf strength put in in my fit of annoyance. Well, we can fix that later… My wolf huffs within me, knowing that there’s a 70% chance we’re going to ignore it for weeks till it actually becomes a nuisance we can’t ignore. “What is it?” I scream out before looking at who it is. It only takes a moment to recognize twiddle dee and twiddle dum, A.K.A the Gregory twins; tall, huge, hunchbacked twins. Alpha Arden’s dogs. They stand, towering over me with almost

Benedict said happily. "Yes, Uncle Ben! It's okay with me. Can you buy my favorite toys and books, please?” Bri responded excitedly to what Benedict said. Yaj, on the other hand, was silent in his place. "Of course, baby girl. There is a small mall near the rest house. I think it's safe there so we can go there to shop for the things you want to buy," said Benedict. The twins' faces immediately brightened and their gray eyes sparkled because of what they heard from Benedict.

He’s nearly healed by the time I open my eyes to see the same hungry look in his eyes as his brother had seconds ago. “Kitty has teeth,” he says with a smirk. It’s so corny that I can’t help but laugh, though it gets caught in my throat as Mike bites my nipple through my shirt and bra. “Play time later,” Mike growls out. “Let’s get home. I need to be inside you.” —- The twins live in a cabin on the outskirts of the pack territory, so they rode to the council meeting on 2 four wheelers. I climb on the front of Mike’s four wheeler and we speed through the compound.

"I'm already planning to propose to Petra and bring her to Australia with me." The twins, Ms. Petra, and David returned from the playground and we ordered food. The atmosphere was pleasant as we had lunch together and Lucas turned out to be very flexible in dealing with the twins. Especially with Shane. Knowing that the kid was a gadget freak, he and Shane immediately got into a lively conversation about robots and games, while Shery was very close to Ms. Petra. David touched my hair. "I think you should consider having another child soon, baby," David said softly. "Look, they've found their own favorites and we're nowhere to be seen."

I’d learned to measure worth in stitches instead of money. Behind me, loud —very very loud— laughter erupted. “Simon, that’s my pencil!” Simone’s small voice carried its usual indignation. “It’s everyone’s pencil!” Simon shot back, already ducking as she flung a cushion at him. I didn’t turn. I was used to it. “No flying objects when I’m sewing, you two.” Silence. Then a muffled giggle. The twins had just turned four, though they acted twice that age. Simon was all restless hands and ideas. Simone was sharp-eyed and deliberate. They spent hours beside me while I worked, sketching tiny outfits for their dolls. Those dolls wore better clothes than even I did.