Eleven

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Monday , Morning

Isabella went on to make all of them breakfast while Martin went on his phone, and Anika and Finn went on to play Marvel vs. Capcom 3 on the Playstation. Their morning started quite loud, as the two girls went on to have a squeal fest knowing that they saw each other again. What Martin was missing was the reason why he forgot about Anika.

"Wahhh! Ate, let me win!" Finn exclaimed as he pounded his fingers on the buttons on his controller. Anika just smirked as she celebrated her 3rd win with a shout. They heard Isabella whoop from the kitchen. "WHY?!"

"I won again, whoopee!" Anika said happily as she ran to the dining room. Martin chuckled as Finn turned off the Playstation and TV. Martin stood up from the couch and went to the dining room to see Anika helping Isabella fix the table. His stomach grumbled as the table contained bacon, ham, scrambled eggs, and the same old fried rice.

"I made more than enough.." Isabella smiled unsurely, taking a plate to prepare Finn's food first. Anika looked up at her with a mouthful of fried rice and eggs while Martin shrugged and shoving a piece of bacon into his mouth. "Did I?"

"Ate Nika would just eat the leftovers." Finn said, watching as Isabella prepare his food. Right, he's a spoiled child. Not exactly, but yeah. "She eats so much."

"It's not my fault your Mother's relatives are good at cooking." Anika replied after swallowing her food. "Plus, my Mom wants me to grow more meat."

"Grow more meat?" Isabella asked with a raised eyebrow, giving Finn his plate and then making her plate of food.

"Who mom?" Martin asked. For all he knows she has two moms because.. yeah.

"Bio mom, and what I meant by that is grow fat." Anika replied with a lazy grin and then putting bacon into her mouth. She then turned to the youngest in the room. "By the way, are your dogs let loose in the backyard?"

"Rocky and Britanya? Yeah, they are. They're eating I think." Finn shrugged. The Italian rolled her eyes. He gave her a glare. "Ikke rulle dine øjne på mig!"

The twins in the room glanced at each other as they don't know what the youngling just said.

"Pshh lame." Anika laughed. "You're trying hard to act like step-mom, lol, you can't bruh, sorry."

"Shut up or I will make you." Finn grumbled. Anika's eyes narrowed and slightly hardened. Martin and Isabella shared a slightly frightened glance. One, Martin has never seen Anika angry, and two, Isabella perfectly remembers how she gets angry.

"Vaffanculo, non ti comandi me."  She replied with a glare. Finn joined in the twins' glancing. They don't glance back. He does not know Italian, and he may or may not have unlocked an angry Anika. Red alert, red alert, angry Italian here. "Du behøver ikke styre mig."

"English please." Martin groaned after swallowing his food. Anika's look softens and she laughed, almost choking on her food. Finn took a deep breath in relief. "We don't understand."

"Want me to teach you Italian or Danish?" Anika said with a grin as she tilted her head to the twins. "Maybe even Japanese."

"No thanks." Isabella laughed. "I'm already learning French."

Anika gave her a rather surprised look.

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