Who: Torstein, Arne and Selvie (possibly Sonya later on) What: congrats, you'll be a dad When: Sunday Morning Where: The settlement Warnings: unlikely
Status: Closed/Ongoing
This was, not the kitchen they recognized. Sure, it looked like it, but there were bits and pieces they didn't recognize. Selvie tried to look for momma as well, but she wasn't around.
"Maybe she's working at something," She told this to Arne who was looking in the cupboards for something to eat.
"It's Sunday, Stupid," He rolled his eyes. "She doesn't work Sundays."
She frowned and slammed the door on his fingers. "I'm not stupid, and she could be working on something not at her job!"
Her twin yelled out, but she thought it was silly because she didn't even slam the door that hard. He shook his hand and changed the subject. "You think there's any cereal?"
That was a good question. Strictly speaking, it was lunch time and cereal was breakfast food, but it was also the one thing their mom let them make on their own. Unless papa was around, but it was anyone's guess where he was "Lets look around."
She joined him in exploring the kitchen, trying to find something to eat, when the sound of someone stepping inside got their attention, causing both of them to look up.
'Papa" She switched to Norse; they usually spoke Norse at home. Mostly with just him, but sometimes around momma as well-it was like a secret code between them. 'Is there anything for lunch here?
Arne noticed it first."What happened to the metal arm?