Hidden Away
Glancing up, they all winced at the looks their guards were giving them, all of them wondering how they had the audacity to sit through that.
"What were you guys doing in there?" Marco questioned gently.
"Eating Belgium chocolate," The twins spoke in sync.
"Oh, boy," The youngest Regnante sighed. "You all are screwed."
They spent the rest of the day hiding in Marco's room and trying to get their minds off the inevitable, failing miserably. Lunch and dinner had come and gone and now the three lay across Marco's bed, blubbering with guilt and anxiety.
It wasn't until a knock sounded on the door did they all look up in a panic, their fear heightening when Major stepped in.