Later on that day around an hour and a half after breakfast, the younger Science Project pair busy and keep themselves preoccupied with their share of the household chores as they kept their part of the bargain of the time allotment and schedule of work load whilst their older siblings lazily marinade on a picnic mat in the middle lush grassy field under the sun.
Miku has just finished doing the laundry and has taken out the backdoor with a huge basin filled with damp, fragrant, freshly-washed clothes. She is about to hang them on a clothes line outside the yard. She is noted to be wearing a self-sewn and handcrafted, carry-on baby bag that's daintily wrapped around her chest area which fastens 'Joyance H. Kagamine', Len's and her Science Project offspring as she hums him a lullaby. She then takes out her journal and writes down an entry, muttering to herself.
"8:01-9:27 am.. Did household chores, specifically the laundry... 'everyone's laundry'... washing then hanging them up to dry by the practical method by using clothes line to utilize the sun's power instead of the dryer to be quick at the same time save up electricity... whilst singing a lullaby to my SP child." She smiles adorably at her son.
Len, on the other hand, has taken out all the dirty carpets from inside the house to beat off the stagnant dust over the other side of the field. He walks by passing the two who are on the picnic mat whilst holding the rolled up carpets in his right hand and a paddle in his left.
"Are you two just going to lie down there all day?" He firmly remarks, catching their attention and then he points to the picnic table where the previously used plates and utensils still lay.
"Those dishes aren't going to bus themselves out, you know. You are suppose to clear out the table and wash those too whilst you're at it." He orders firmly.
"In a minute..." Mikuo monotonously says for the nth time whilst balancing and spinning their SP journal on his raised left foot with both his hands behind his head.
Resting on his torso is 'Winner K. Hatsune', Rin's and his SP child. Like as it is mimicking her own parents portraying the same display of laziness, she also marinades under the sun. The XL egg daughter is noted to be adorned a pretty, white, flowing ribbon which resembles the one on her SP mother's head and a miniature gray and teal headset that is similar to her SP father's headset. The most prominent feature installed on Winner is a small version of the sunglasses that both her parents had on.
"And when will that be?" Len blankly inquires. "You have been saying that for the 9th..."
"Hey guys, listen to this!" Rin butts in as she interrupts him, holding up her iPhone and continues reading an informative trivia from it. "Did You Know... that if a pair of identical twins married an other pair of identical twins and then had kids, their children are considered genetically as siblings?" She appears to be in a sunny disposition despite the fact that earlier that morning, she and her SP spouse were just lying motionlessly there on their residences' field's game yard's cool, morning dew moist grassy field unable to move an inch because of their latest antic backfiring at them.
The said antic were suppose to victimize their younger siblings but were later on out-maneuvered by them. There on the grassy floor of their residences' spacious backyard, she lies down alongside with her SP spouse resting on a picnic mat and revealing yellow and teal marks on their exposed skins which they also consider as the battle scars from the retaliation that the younger siblings left as counter-attack to their latest prank.
Thus, they somehow resulted to becoming their own gag's victims.
"No, I haven't heard of that before, so does that mean Winner and Joy are technically siblings?" Mikuo chants, in hopes of aiming to stall the younger male from commanding them to do their household share of the chores.
"I am not interested and stop diverting my attention to something irrelevant as that!" Len responds flatly.
"Rin, you and Len are twins. Mikuo and I just happens to be 10 months older and younger than each other." Miku reminds her as she approaches them, leaving the basin by the clothes line.
Even though with that fact, everyone in the neighborhood who seems to be familiar the Hatsune children considered both as twins.
"Oh.. heheh, I forgot!" Rin murmurs. "But still whenever people sees us, they still think we are twins. Everyone in school and even in town considers we both are. Heck, there are two months in a year when both of us have the same age after all." The tealet boy utters bizarrely in attempts to rescue his partner to be able to prove her point.
Then she and Mikuo high-five as the younger pair stare disbelievingly at them as if they are aliens from another planet.
The older two noticed their sibling's annoyed expressions. Taking the advantage to prank them again, they promptly stand up, envelop their younger siblings in between them. Then holding out their phones, they troll-face and take wacky selfie shots whilst pinning the other two in a trapped manner.
From left to right, their line-up goes:
Mikuo with Winner in front of him on his torso: compressing to the right, his left hand holding up his iPhone whilst his right arm arched and leaning most of his weight on Len whilst his right hand is grasping tightly on his sister's right shoulder securing his position;
Len: being forcibly squished towards the right, trying hard not to accidentally drop the filthy carpets gripping them tightly with his right hand but losing the paddle, using his left hand holding his partner's right arm to shield her as he struggles to not crash so much into her, both his right shoulder and her left shoulder being tightly being collided against each other's;
Miku: uncomfortably being pushed to her left with both of her hands protecting Joyance in her handmade carry-on baby bag which on her chest, she shrieks during the collision as her partner's left arm shields and surrounds her and their child as he steadily positions his left hand on her right arm; and lastly
Rin: securing the position of her iPhone up into the air holding it with her right hand whilst compressing to the left, her left arm arches and wraps around Miku's back whilst her left hand grasps firmly on her twin brother's left shoulder, leaning most of her weight on them.
"What the freaking hell!? You shitforbrains!" The younger male cusses whilst glowering at the pranksters as he jerks and thrashes to break free from their secured-as-handcuffs-grips whilst also trying not to involve into harm the tealette girl to his right side.
As soon as the specified girl is able to squirm out into safety, the enraged blond assaults the cackling pranksters. Between laughs, eventual blows and dodges are cast. Mikuo, having the disadvantage of having his daughter strapped on him, has to use his arms to protect the essential, hence, becoming a shield for his blonde partner assigning her to be in charge of counter-assailing the onslaught.
As soon as the enraged blond is able force the two to plummet onto the ground, he springs up rapidly, unbundled the carpets and tosses them over the two pranksters causing a smoky fog of allergy-triggering dust that levitates within the cloud of dirt dissipates, the two are covered in dirt and dust from head to toe.
"*Cough~...*cough~... Ok ok, enough! We're sorry!" Rin declares, gesturing a ceasefire yet quite insincerely since she is still partially crossed and partly still in laughs.
"Geez, can't you take a jo-*sneezed~" Mikuo tries to speak yet suffocates as his mouth and nose are heavily concealed by dust preventing him to create a statement at the same time cradling on one hand the said essential that he intentionally protected. He appears to be untainted despite being a made into meat-shield by his partner and serving as a recipient of blows from the younger and less brawnier male.
"God, you both can be so immature!" Miku reprehends.
"Yeah... Sometimes I wonder, how can the two of you be any older than us." Len adds as he scowls down at the two on the ground.
"Simple really." Rin starts "When we were about to be born, I shoved you off far back into the womb making me be born first." Then she wings it and beams a victorious winning smile.
"And I shoved you so hard that you weren't able to come out until 10 months has passed." Mikuo joins in and wings it further.
With that being said, another round of high-fives are cast whilst simultaneously a set of exasperated groans echoes in the air. The blond boy and the tealette girl glance at each other and then they back away sneakily a bit, leaving the two on the ground exchanging triumphant compliments amongst themselves, not noticing their younger siblings has left. Then they return in only a matter of a few minutes.
Suddenly, the noisy sounds of untimely shrills coming from the chatty pair resound the field. Scrambling yet slipping right back down to the grassy earth from where they are originally situated, strong and rapid gushes of icy, cold water pierces their bodies making their once dust-covered appearances to shift replacing them into a drenched and soaked state.
"Aaaaaugh, heeey!" "Shit!" "Whaaaat the f**k!" "Stop it, you assholes!" The elder tealet and the elder blonde both try to cuss at their younger assailants but whenever they attempt to do so, the water from the hoses anticipatingly points directing to their mouths.
Snickering and giggling can be heard from the younger two who are controlling two powerful irrigation hoses as they keep spraying at their elder siblings until all the dirt on them washes off. When they see that they had enough, they held down their weapons and then Len declares an ultimatum.
"Are you both going to stop it with your pranks now and cooperate with us with our projects or will we have to proceed with your baptism of fire?" Len solidly declaims showing off that he has steady hands with evidently trigger-happy fingers wanting to switch the water back on.
"Come on guys, please come back to your senses now. We really had it with you. It hasn't even been the middle of this first day's project and you keep on annoying us with your crazy antics." Miku clarifies and elucidates, trying her best to make them understand that she and Len have absolutely had enough of it.
"Won't you try to settle on a hobby that doesn't affect other people so destructively instead?" She suggests.
The elder two sigh, showing that they have given in.
"Fine!" They finally give in.
"Not as if we planned to spend the entire, whole days for the rest of the week with you two anyway, don't we KuO-ey?" Rin pouts whilst grimacing and placing her right hand on her hip.
"Just relax little sis, we do that not as if we intentionally hated or wanted to bully you two..." Mikuo begins to explain whilst removing his headset and gathering his drench teal hair in his hands, twisting out the excess water away.
"Well... you see... we just really like it that..."
As he continues explaining, he then discreetly moves his right hand to take Rin's left hand as a gesture that they are about turn around and dash off before completing the rest of his choppy explanation.
The very moment they hold hands, Rin blurts out, "So long suckers!" Then as swiftly as they step back, they turn about-face ready to dash far away.
They take one step towards the opposite path when they are met by a sudden surprise attack and are intercepted face-to-face with an enemy at the rear.
Grinning maliciously, Len, who anticipated the entire charade, switch his weapon on into maximum power, accurately aim and blast out the cannoning waterfall right at the attempting escapees.
Like a water-elemental turret, he casts out a powerful, heavy downpour upon the two, sly defiers as he laughs like an almighty, evil villain in a fantasy movie.
"Haah-hahhahaahhaahhaahh!" His eyes seemingly to glint eerily of the shade of red.
"There shall be no escape for you!" He bellows. "YOU SHALL NOT PASS!"
Hence, the unyielding defiers plummet back down to their watery graves.