The name ’Ansel’ seemed familiar, Tilda thought.
When she started to place the names—she was gossipy by nature and naturally heard a couple of ’important’ names—her eyes widened and she looked at Hana.
"Ansel? The handsome elder?" she asked, leaning over and intruding on the other’s personal space. "He lived in a nice villa?"
Hana looked at her in confusion before nodding. At this, Tilda’s eyes sparkled. "Then let me help you."
"What?"
"Let me help you," Tilda repeated, eyes narrowing.
Not only would she rid her brother of this parasite, she could also get connected to such a good family! Maybe she could even find her own target there!
Genius!
…
Back at the villa, Althea felt a little sad that she missed the drama. Garan somewhat sensed her disappointment and gently squeezed her nose.
They were now eating dinner and catching up with each other’s day. The first one that came up was the fact that one of Ansel’s exes arrived—obviously trying to rekindle something—only to fail miserably.
"Enough about me," Ansel said, tutting. He looked at his sister. "How was the trip to the wood factory?"
Althea smiled. "Very well, actually," she said, giving an account of their visit to the woodworkers’ factory.
Such an important tool naturally had to be designed well, which was something the woodworkers also took priority of.
One feature was that the cruiser had to be extremely flexible. Because the babies grew fast, the baby walkers needed to adjust as well.
The twins’ had a circular frame with a small fabric seat in the middle where the baby would be placed inside. Their weights would be supported by the raised seat and their little feet would rest on the floor, requiring only a bit of force from them to move forward or spin in place.
It was designed so that the adults could leave the babies in a room and not be afraid that they’d fall or hit a surface (because the walker’s frames would hit them first).
There were also plenty of toys built in and there was also another one that could be set like a fishing rod in front which the babies could run after. In Little Meatball’s walker, it was a sliced pineapple. In Little Pepper’s, it was strawberries.
There was also a small bell attached that would make a little sound with every movement so people would know where the babies were and where they could be heading.
Althea also noted that Bianca also seemed to have adopted two little aborigine boys from Mauin.
When they visited, both of them were in the factory—watching, learning on their own, and asking many intelligent questions. If they did well, Althea mused they could very well trigger occupations after a couple of years.
Anyway, soon enough they would be seeing the babies ’walking’ around on their own. The adorableness!
This was also the cutesy image that passed by everyone’s heads and they all couldn’t help but smile a bit.
Speaking of babies, at some point, Shiela told them about her encounter with Kimmy.
Althea frowned, also feeling a bit guilty for ignoring her. But what could they do? There were so many wars plus the heat wave. How could they find the time to comfort an acquaintance?
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