Ilya and Judas were fucked.
They were extremely late to the family interview that was taking place for her father's Presidential campaign, the sound of horses panting loudly was not comforting for the duo if anything it was a push toward a mental breakdown that was coming
"No no no come on Anubis my sweet boy hurry!" Ilya pleaded for the eighth time she leaned forward and pressed her helmet onto the horse's neck mentally accepting defeat she sighed "Ilya .. father talked about when we'll be going back to Russia? I have a feeling we'll be staying here for a long time." His voice trembling from bouncing up and down on his mare "Judy, from the way his campaigning is going I don't think we'll go back home he has more support here we both can see that" Ilya said now both mentally and physically defeated. all of a sudden the horses came to a stop sending Ilya to the floor they had finally made it Judas ran to the front door and pushed it open making the door slam against the brick walls alerting the people in the living room of their arrival.♡
"Slow down Judas we don't want you all bruised up in front of the camera now do we? "
With that warning he immediately began walking slower afraid to hurt his "stunning" face as he always said, Ilyas hands were shaking not from the traumatic horse ride but from the stress she wondered how many more interviews will she attend even after her father became President the thought alone made her gag she couldn't imagine her mother as a First Lady she had no grace for that.♡
While Ilya was busy with her depressing thoughts about the future Judas slammed the door of his adopted father's office open scaring the camera crew and the interviewer and making him smirk but it dropped once he made eye contact with his father immediately taking a seat next to him his mother was nowhere to be seen "the interview is only for us three "his father whispered to him seemingly reading his mind he opened his mouth to apologize «Не сердись, папа, это вылетело из головы» (do not be mad papa it slipped our minds) "I know but first impressions are everything and you disappointed me once again Judas does not take after her stay true to yourself" his dear papa said with a tired voice suddenly his voice got louder " ты опоздал" (your late) "Мне все равно" (I don't care) Ilya responded nonchalantly like it bored her to death to be in her father's presence and it truly did. Ilya went around and shook everyone's hands and apologized for being late " now that I and my brother are here please let us get started" she said her voice coming out breathy and honey-like charming the whole crew " of course let's start".
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Ilya tuned out most of the interview while nodding and smiling until a question and the response pulled her back into the conversation "Mr. Ivanov I'm curious what are your plans for your children's education? Will they study here in Vermont? Or will they go back to Moscow ?" Ilya snapped her neck to her father wanting to hear his response yes what is your plan for us father she thought to herself her hands started to shake Judas noticed as always he quickly stopped it by holding them in his hands squeezing tightly as if to say you're fine just breath and she squeezed back whispering a thank you to her best friend he brought her hands to his lips and kissed the back of it " well Mrs. Ivanov has been enjoying Vermont and I could say the same thing about my kids, they'll be studying here this semester even if my campaigning ends it will be a good experience for both of them"
"We're studying here ?" Ilya said suddenly "at Hampden college I've already registered you both" "father will you be staying here or will you go back to Russia? " Judas asked breaking his eerie silence "I'll be on a plane to Russia by next week sweet boy" fuck. both children leaned back and tuned out the rest of
During the interview, Ilya leaned on her brother and she leaned her head on his shoulder and looked outside orange leaves falling from the trees outside and thought where the fuck is Hampden?♡
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