บท 390: My Tractor!

Ethan 

Eli held both of Eduard's and Vasili's hands as they hopped over to me with cute giggles. The two twins were so identical if it were not for the fact Eduard was dressed as a potato and Vasili as broccoli I would have just been as confused as Igor. 

"I asked Vasilisa to get a tattoo on one of them," Igor sighed as he took a sip of his beer, "I fed one twice and it caused havoc."

I let out a laugh as I shook my head, "Eduard's nose has a small freckle, that's how I always differentiate them."

"I thought it was a spec of dirt," he roared, "They're always playing in mud or painting. One always has dirt on them. It gets exhausting."

"You're the reason our children are going to need therapy when they grow up," Vasilisa rolled her eyes.