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The family was travelling back home, it was about 2 kilometres away from their house, and they were about 2 minutes away at this point. An uncomfortable silence filled the car, a silence waiting to be broken. Finally, Mark broke it. "So, dear.. what do you think our daughters will be like?" Susanna didn't respond, silence filling the car again. Mark just sighed, and stopped the car In front of their house, and got out, opening the car for his wife, as she got out as well, with the two twins in hand, and walked through the door, flopping onto the couch. Mark just sat beside her.

{By Gacha logic, the twins must begin walking and speaking now. And have makeovers.}

She set the twins on the floor, sitting cross-legged on the cold floor herself, and Mark sat at the opposite end. 

"Well, its about time they walk and speak, don't you think? So.. let's try this now." Susanna stated, while Mark just nodded.

Elanoa, the 'ugly' one, had green and blue eyes, and ash brown hair, while Summer, had hazel eyes, with honey blonde hair. Elanoa managed to get up, and walk towards her father first, which surprised, if not angered Susanna. She opened her mouth, as to say something, mumbling, and finally being able to say it. "D-dad!" Mark was incredibly happy, filled with intense Euphoria, and started mumbling random things. "S-she said.. dad.. wha-" He was quickly cut off Summer, who had by the time, walked over to her mother. "M-mama!" Susanna, now overjoyed, hugged the little child with all her might, Summer coughing a bit because of the sheer pressure. "M-ma! T-too tightttt!" She somehow said out loud, hearing so, Susan released her tight grip on her, and let out an awkward chuckle. 

Mark laughed a bit as well, and then looked down at Elanoa, who had sat down beside her dad, looking a bit unimpressed. Mark let a smile creep onto his face, and then looked back at Susanna, with a 'what now?' look. Susan understood, and got up, also picking summer up with her. "So, we are going to go dress shopping and hair styling! Because, my cutie pie certainly needs some hair styling and cute dresses." She said, being prideful in the last sentence.