We Share Mommy, We Share Wolfie

Eine and Foxley were not used to rooming away from their mother, so the concept of having a different room for all three was so foreign. Moreover, Eine was so sure Foxley could not keep up with cleaning after himself. It was just that… Wolfram had someone redecorate some guest rooms while they were busy washing off and eating.

The eyes of the little girl could not contain their luster when she stared at the walls of her room. Dolls were on the shelves, and the pastel colors of pink and blue made a swirl. There was also a doll house and a lot of stuffed toys placed somewhere in the room. On a corner was a small pink tent with a play set of tea time on a plastic table. A plastic stove was inside the tent.

“Do you like it? I can buy a few more things when we go out, so make a list.” Wolfram stood by the door, watching the reaction of the little girl. She was already seven or eight, but she behaved like she hadn’t seen so many toys before.

Instead of going around like her mother and her brother, Eine was just standing next to Wolfram. She was even gawking as if she was lost after the magic subsided.

“…Mr. Colton…” Eine looked up at him. “…Mommy can’t afford to buy all of these. She would need to sell more oranges…”

She looked at the toys again, even meeting the gaze of her mother. “But they’re all beautiful…”

Wolfram frowned and lifted a brow at Delta, the mother only smiling kindly at her daughter. Eine was more mature than Foxley, even if they were twins. She would even ask how many oranges Delta had to sell just so they could buy new clothes. Dollies were a luxury, and Eine was scared to dirty one. She wanted to hug all of them, but she might not be able to sell enough oranges to pay for everything.

“Uh, Eine… have you forgotten how you found me earlier?” Wolfram kneeled next to the girl, who turned to face him again. “I bought lots of oranges from your Mommy. In fact, I bought all oranges your Mommy is supposed to sell in a year. All of these are yours now.”

“R-Really?” Eine gasped in shock. She then looked at everything else before looking at him again. “But… all the oranges turned into dolls? What about dresses?”

A maid received a cue, and she opened the walk-in closet in the room. “Miss Eine, please look here. We have more than dresses. Shoes, headbands, wristwatches… please see them all for yourself.”

Eine was shocked. She didn’t think her Mommy could buy all these just from selling oranges. It was just that Wolfram was making things clear.

“Everything inside your room is yours now, Eine.” Wolfram cleared his throat as if concerned that the girl remained unmoving as if she was planted on the ground. “Why don’t you pick out your first favorite? Then we’ll find Foxley’s room.”

“…everything inside my room is mine now?” Eine faced him completely, her eyes shining brighter than the sun. More when Wolfram nodded.

She then took hold of his big hand, the man feeling strange about the touch. Flashing a big smile, she went: “So, Mr. Colton is also mine, now!”

Foxley gasped in shock. He then raced to get to the other arm as if Wolfram was going to run out. “No fair! We share Mommy, Eine! We share Mr. Colton, too!”

“…okay. Humans can be shared. We share Mommy; we share Mr. Colton, too.” Eine almost pouted, but she continued to smile at the gaze of the man at her and her brother.

“Hm, Mr. Colton doesn’t seem to like the idea…” Delta giggled, creating trouble. The man looked at her as if hiding a glare. She only smiled bigger.

Wolfram sighed as he moved his hands to pat the kids’ heads. “I don’t mind, but you can’t keep on calling me Mr. Colton. That sounds like I’m not shared between you. My name is Wolfram—just as you are Eine and Foxley. Wolf-ram. What’s my name again?”

Eine and Foxley grew quiet. They exchanged gazes as if troubled. Then they turned to look at him with teary eyes. They cried out in different volumes: “…we can’t say it. Wool… rag?”

The man stared at them. Unbelievable. How could they look so cute while in distress? They were even making the same face as how twins would. He then smiled at them. “Okay, when I was a child, the kids in my school also didn’t like saying my name. You can at least say ‘wolf,’ right? Like the one in—”

“Why don’t we just call him ‘Wolfie?’ You know, like the big bad wolf?” Delta interrupted them before Wolfram would say it himself. Moreover, she even forced a nickname he never liked upon him.

“Wolfie!” Foxley tested it on his mouth, but Eine frowned a little. She turned to her mother. “But Wolfie is not bad. He’s not going to eat any of us…”

Foxley pouted after realizing it. He then frowned at his sister. “Then… help me think of a word to fit Good Wolf! He can be the Big Bad Wolf’s brother!”

Wolfram snorted. He was brothers with a big bad wolf, all right. He then laughed. “Think about it some other time. Foxley, don’t you want to see your room next?”

“Okay, Wolfie!” The two kids chorused, and Wolfram couldn’t even get mad at them.

The maid fetched them from the room and led them to the one across the hallway. Delta walked out of Eine’s room after Wolfram, the man closing the door behind her. However, she caught his gaze. “Is something wrong… Wolfram?”

Wolfram felt like the woman was just trying to balance things out. Calling him properly, while the kids would have to keep echoing a strange nickname. No matter. 

He just shook his head once. Then he followed up, “How good do you think they are with pets? They’d be more active running after a dog or something. Also, they could divert their companion obsession to it, rather than placing it on me.”

“They really have to stay home alone most of the time.” Delta smiled a little. She couldn’t afford a babysitter, and she couldn’t have a dog or a cat in the rented room. “You’re really hammering nails at me, aren’t you? You figured I don’t want to have them heartbroken?”

“You ran off from me once. You even electrocuted me.” Wolfram snorted softly, just so none of the twins would catch it. “Besides, we did have an agreement. I will spoil them, and you can’t stop me.”

Delta lowered her head and only smiled strangely. All right, she would have to endure times like this. As long as she didn’t have enough money, she had to stay with Wolfram. Her kids would have to be his, and her problems would be hers alone.

At least, as if a silver lining, Eine and Foxley wouldn’t be left home on their own anymore.