Cale: hm...

"What?"

"I am so handsome," Cale says, flexing his small muscles that he is been working on for quite some time. Rok frowned and decided to feel worthless once more before hugging his huge pillow and falling asleep.

He simply does not understand what is so appealing about those specs, and he has no desire to learn about their beauty.

"You are such a useless brother; you can not even support your handsome baby brother."

"You are very welcome."

"That is not meant to be a compliment."

"No problem, and you are still welcome."

Cale smirked and poked Rok in the cheeks.

The ordeal with the Henituses is over, and Deruth's position has grown even stronger. Nobody doubts the legitimacy of his reign as county lord.

"Hm. I wonder if the Household is a marquessate or a duchy... Dad would definitely die at this rate," Rok says as he turns to face Cale.

"Henituse did become a duchy," Cale replied, "before regression I received that Ducal Title, which is when I died beneath the rubbles and all."

What lies beneath the what?

"Where did you die?"

"Rubbles," Cale says, slumping on his stomach. His younger brother made a cute sideways tilt with his head. "Why?"

"Nothing, I just remembered going under the same rubble when I was 20."

"I was forty when that happened, and then I regressed; was it also the time you came here?"

"No... I came here while sleeping; I was 36 at the time," Rok said, looking at his brother. He touched his cheeks and began lightly pinching them. His younger brother is adorable! He can not help but smooch his brow with kisses and lavish attention on him.

"Now you remember doting on me."

"But Bassen is cuter."

"I'm your twin brother!" Cale pouts and shoots the pillow at Rok's face. A cute pillow fight ensued, with Rok being choked on the pillow. Their laughter echoed loudly, eliciting huge bright smiles from the servants who were walking or passing by outside.

"Cal...hmmp!"

"Hahahhaha. I am stronger than Hyung-nim! That is what you get for slacking so much!" Cale laughs and then comes to a halt. He kisses Rok on the cheeks, making the older brother blush. "Aww, that is so cute!"

He cooed at his brother before laying down beside him and laughing aloud.

[***Two Years Later***]

"I really am handsome."

"Ugh, you sound like a broken recorder."

"Hyung-nim, you should greet the morning!" Cale grabs Rok's feet and pulls him out of bed. Cale had worked so hard to become a full pledge squire and a swordsman. While Rok? Don't ask. He wormed his way onto the bed and led a slacker existence. Ron did not know what to do with him anymore, other than feed him pure lemon without tea. Of course, he countered with ice and honey, which he always carries with him, and sipped a refreshing lemonade. In any case, his kidneys would cry because of this old man.

"Wakey! Wakey! You should work out! You are wasting your handsome face!" Cale continued to drag him by his feet, but he already took care of that when he wrapped himself in his blanket while embracing his expensive cotton pillow.

"My, what a lively morning," Deruth said, smiling at the twins bickering early in the morning.

"Oh, Dad, good morning."

"Morning, Baby."

"Morning."

"Hah. It doesn't sound like morning to you yet, Rok, but Good morning," Deruth says, laughing.

"I prefer it to be always evening." And crawls his way to his father, latches on thigh and have a long good sleep. Rok squirmed his way out and crawled towards Deruth, but Cale had already wrapped him in the blanket and pulled him back.

"You are going to dote on him again," Cale accuses Deruth, "and if all he does is sleep, he will die young."

Deruth awkwardly smiled and patted Cale on the head.

"Did you hear about that, son?"

"Ugh," Rok groaned, allowing himself to be dragged while still wrapped in his blankets, but he had not expected two blasted things to happen to him.

And sooo...

"Why are you here again?"

Rok looked at the two-handsome-glibed-tongue bastard princes smiling angelically at him.

Adin was sitting pretty on the bench while Alver was brewing some tea to save themselves from Ron's.

They just do not realize Ron miraculously created lemon tea leaves. They are still unable to fool the old man. Instead of relying on the county's tea, they should have brought their own.

The princes both smiled and looked at them.

"Well, it is the Capital's annual ball, and the empire is invited, and I came early because I miss my babies."

Rok and Cale both shuddered.

Vicross stood behind them, his gaze fixed on the Crown Prince. Adin did not bother, instead smiling as holy as he could.

"How about it, Babe? Shall we go to the capital together?"

Cale: WHO THE FUCK IS YOUR BABE? HYUN-NIM! *looks at his disgusted brother*

"Who the hell is your babe?" Rok asks as he sips his tea.

"You are? I am the mistress, remember? Mistresses always use endearment sweeter than the legal spouse." Smiling as if he had not proudly referred to himself as the beloved mistress while mocking Alver. Rok could not help but frown. "It's a name filled with love and memories."

Rok: Who the hell is my mistress? And what about the spouse?

Cale: It was at this point that my Hyung-nim realized he would screwed up. I am going to put it on my calendar and celebrate my Hyung-nim's adultery.

Rok: Damn you.

Cale, you are very welcome!

Rok fought the urge to roll his eyes. He just wants to beat his brother right now.

"My apologies, your imperial highness. Nothing is sweeter than calling each other's names; after all, the sweetest words of love are your name called with love," Alver said smoothly, a huge smirk on his face. "Compared to a pet name that will never turn into your name."

Cale: omph! Smooth like butter! Your Highness— +5 points!

Rok simply felt his slacker life packing up and leaving. He glared at his brother, who appeared to be having a good time with all of this. He just wants to live his life normally, so why did it turn out this way?

"Oho? Your Highness, has your name been called recently? My Bae refers to you as Your Highness instead of your name." Adin retorted back and smiled.

"He did not call you Babe, did he?" Alver shot back, innocently grinning.

"I am retiring," Rok announced as he exited the room. He did not expect his brother to be following him, but there are two princes!

Rok: CALE!!!!

Cale: Have fun, Hyung-nim! I am going with Vicross!

[This will be a fic in which Rok has a male harem and Cale has a female harem! Hahahhahaha]

Vicross just frowned and brought his other master to spar with him.

.

.

"What are you doing, Cale?" Violan inquired as he approached him on the ground.

Cale responded, "Photozynthesizying." This is why his brother enjoys sleeping in the sun. It is truly wonderful. He was strewn across the ground like a heap of much. He felt something being placed on him.

It's a shoal. Violan draped her shoal over his stomach.

"Do not get cold."

"Yes, Mother," he said, smiling and closing his eyes again.

Violan smiled at him and left to do her duties, but she suddenly wobbled on her feet.

Cale was watching her walk away when he noticed her. He jumped to his feet and dashed towards her.

"Are you all right?" he asked, patting her on the back. She looked up at him, but she soon passed out.

Wahh.

Cale looked around and shouted at the maid walking by, "CALL SOME PEOPLE OVER!" Vicross, who returned quickly, was able to respond. He took her pulse and noticed that there was something different before he took her in his back and ran as fast back to the Countess's room.

Rok: What happened?

Cale: Mother collapsed.

Their conversation was cut off briefly, and soon Rok appeared in the countess room, dragging the poor county doctor behind him. As they say, like father, like son. Deruth charged into the countess room as well.

"Woah. So lame," Cale said as he waited for the doctor to say something.

"Congratulations, Your Lordship," the doctor said lightheartedly, "the countess is pregnant."

Deruth slumps on the floor after all tension has been released.

"So lame," Cale laughs as he stands beside his father. "Congratulations, Dad."

"Thank you," Deruth said as he patted his son's head, "and thank you for helping your mother as well."

Rok smiled at them as they waited for the countess to awaken.

It was a dead night when she woke up.

Rok was the one who was with her.

"Are you alright?"

"Yes, thank you, but it is late at night," Violan said, smiling.

"I have had plenty of rest."

"You always sleep," Violan chuckled as he patted Rok on the head.

The door swung open. Cale walked in carrying a tray of light food. Violan looked at them and offered them some of her food.

"Our sister is going to be beautiful," Cale predicted.

"Sister?'

"Mother is preggy," Rok said innocently.

Violan looked at them, perplexed.

"Aigoo. Mom doesn't know Dad's prowess."

"Does that mean Dad is partly useful and useless?"

"It's love."

"Wait. Where the heck did you learn all this stuff?" Violan exclaimed and smack their heads lightly.

Cale stated, "We study anatomy and..."

"Reproduction, right?" Rok concludes.

After finishing each other's sentences, the twins smiled while tilting their heads together. Violan had chills as she frowned and patted their heads.

"Refrain from finishing each other's sentences."

"Sorry!" They both laughed and soon Deruth arrived, carrying a crying Bassen. When their baby brother heard his mother collapse, he assumed it was his grandparents. Violan took her son with care and kissed her cheeks.

Deruth smiled at her as well.

"It is a girl, they say?"

Deruth took one look at them and knew immediately.

"A princess has finally arrived."

"I bet she will be tougher than Hyung-nim," Cale boasted, mocking his girly Hyung-nim. He flexed his thin muscles and said, "And more manly than Hyung-nim."

Rok simply ignored him and sat on the bed, opting to spend the night in Violan's room. "Whatever."

"I am sure so," Violan said with a smile.

"Are we going to have a pajama party today?" Bassen inquired.

"No, just a regular sleepover; come here, Baby Bassen, and ignore your obnoxious Hyun-nim."

"I am handsome."

"You're not."

"Yes, I am, and I have muscles as well."

"What about Stick-Man's muscles?"

"Ugh. I hate you."

Deruth and Violin made each other laugh with their antics.

"Let us just sleep here tonight."

Cuddling with the children and woke up early the next morning.

TBC