Chapter 8 - Papa..

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It had been some days after the ceremony in which they entirely missed out being locked in their room. To be honest they didn't hate it, they found no reason to go into the gardens when their mother wouldn't be able to watch them play.
So they followed the kings orders and stayed in their room, longer than necessary.
There of course was the constant visit of Mako and some other workers since they weren't really in the mood of going out which worried everyone.

Both the twins are now currently laying down on the floor. They covered from paint head to toe. The bright yellow and pink were too bright on their faces, it was mixed with some orange and their hands the color blue and purple was all over their arms along with their shoulder with a bit of green on the face as well.

The bright colors made the boys more noticeable in the dull room, the sun was setting in its slow pace as both the boys let out a happy sigh.

Sure they had been in their room all day but they surprisingly had fun.

Atsumu sat up with a bright smile on his face as he grabbed the paint palette and shoved his hand onto where the white paint was scattered on the palette, now the big bright smile he had now turned into a big grin.

Atsumu silently moved near his brother with the palette on his left hand as he stretched his right hand full of the fresh white paint.

*Smack*

"HUGHHH" Osamu screamed as he sat up and looked over at Atsumu in shock while slightly touching his face to feel the thick mixture on his face.

"HAHAHAHAHHAHA, YOU LOOK LIKE A RAINBOW WITH A CLOUD IN THE MIDDLE!" Atsumu yelled pointing his index finger to Osamu while he rolled over to the floor, clutching onto his stomach as he laughed.

Without a single word, Osamu quickly snatched the palette from his brother and scooped up all the remaining paint on it and smacked it onto his brother's laughing face.

"AAAARRRRRR" Atsumu screamed instantly sitting up and and spitting out paint.

Osamu had bursted out laughing even crazier then a hyena as he watched his brother desperately spit out the paint from his mouth.

"MWAHSHARARARAHAHAAA" Osamu laughed out ending it as a cackle.

Atsumu grabbed onto his brothers shirt and tried wiping his mouth on it, which immediately quieted the gray-eyed boy.

Osamu pushed away Atsumu, while screaming, "EWWWWWWW, YOU ARE SO NASTY! BLEH!"

Atsumu got up and jumped at his brother trying to grab the shirt to clean his mouth once again.

"HELP ME SAMU IT TASTES LIKE METAL!" Atsumu yelled once again as he tried to grab his brother shirt but was quickly pushed away with a scream.

"HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT METAL TASTES LIKE!" Osamu yelled back as both the boys became to push each other on the floor each struggling and yelling out random "please" and "no's"

*Bang*

"ARE YOU BOTH OKAY?!" Yelled a short, chubby little maid with the most worried expression on her face.

Almost unrecognizable boys covered head to toe in paint with one gritting his teeth and the other was sticking out his tongue. Each gripping another's hair like they were trying to rip it off.

What a sight..

"Oh my.." said the maid placing a hand on her chest as she looked at the painfully colorful scene in front of her.

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