The twins were happily amusing themselves while their mother supervised the delivery of some new materials for her fashion designs. At the moment they were playing with ants that crawled out from between the flagstones. They wouldn't have much longer to play with them, since their mother had discovered the colony and had called in an exterminator to get rid of it. She didn't need a huge ant colony so close to her house, and she wasn't too fond of ants anyways.

Their newest nanny was sitting on the steps up to the door, her chin in her hands and her elbows on her knees. She was watching them while feeling rather bored. Her name was Ginger, and she was only to be here for three days while the twins' parents searched for someone to replace the old nanny. So really, she was more of a babysitter. Unfortunately for her, she really didn't like children, and she happened to get stuck with these little monsters. She hadn't heard about what happened to the previous nanny, but she could guess from every horror story she'd ever heard, both about these kids and others.

Right now, rather than contemplating her fate, she was thinking about what she would have for dinner that night. She'd had sukiyaki the night before, so what did she want to eat tonight? Katsudon sounded yummy. Maybe she'd have that. She lived at her own house rather than staying at the Hitachiin mansion, so she was still responsible for her own meals.

Hikaru and Kaoru quickly grew bored of the ants, and went over to see what was being unloaded. There were fabrics of all sorts of different patterns, textures, and colours, boxes, and several other items wrapped in something strange. Their eyes quickly locked on this oddity, and they watched with curiosity as these items were carried past.

"Mom," They said in their typical unison, tugging on their mother's skirt. "Mom, what's that?" And pointed.

"Hm? What's what?" She asked, smiling at her beloved children and bending down.

"That. What those are wrapped in." They said, again in unison, and again pointing at the object of their curiosity.

"Oh, that?" Yuzuha asked, finally understanding. "That's bubble wrap."

"Bubble wrap?"

"Yes. Bubble wrap."

"What's it do?"

"Well, bubble wrap is a kind of thin, flexible, plastic sheet, covered in air bubbles. You wrap breakable things in it, and the bubbles act as padding to keep those things from being broken." She explained, amused by their newfound fascination. Her twins really were the cutest children in the world! Even if they did get themselves in trouble a lot of them time, that was because she and her husband were so rarely home, and they got bored and lonely. They didn't like having all these new strangers come in and look after them, so tormenting them was how they got their amusement. She felt sorry for the poor girls, but her boys had never seriously hurt anyone, and any mental problems resulting from their harassment were nothing that some good therapy wouldn't cure, right?

"Oh." The twins said. That explanation was boring. The bubble wrap looked interesting though. "Can we have some to play with?" They asked, looking at the workers who were still carrying and organizing all the things their mother had ordered.

Yuzuha, being the type of mother who loved to spoil her children whenever she was home, quickly obliged. Within thirty minutes, the boys had a rather large supply of bubble wrap to do whatever they desired with, so long as they didn't bother their mother or interfere with the workers, who had moved inside to organize the packages into their respective places in Yuzuha's studio.

So, like typical children, they sat and popped the bubbles for a while. After they got bored of that, they lay a sheet out on the floor and jumped on it, and rolled on it, etc. The popping bubbles were amusing, but quickly lost their interest.. And they still had a huge supply of bubble wrap to go through.

"What should we do with it?" Kaoru asked Hikaru, who was still the mastermind behind nearly all of their plots.

"I don't know yet. Give me a minute to think." Hikaru replied, staring thoughtfully at their stash of bubble wrap. Kaoru waited patiently, watching his brother's face. He didn't mind waiting for Hikaru. Hikaru was well worth it. He wouldn't exhibit the same level of patience to anyone else though. They weren't worth it. Such was order of importance in Kaoru's mind.

"Well…" Hikaru said, catching Kaoru's attention, which had wandered to an ant the was wandering around near his shoe. "I suppose we could use it to decorate our room."

"Oh!" Kaoru said. "That sounds like fun! Then our room will go 'pop' every time we take a step!"

"Yeah. Now, we'd better get it up there. Gather it into a pile, and then you take that end, and I'll take this end."

"Okay."

And the boys happily set their plan in motion, still being more or less ignored by Ginger, who was supposed to be watching them. She was now contemplating whether or not she should paint her apartment, as she detested yellow, which was the colour it currently was. She should paint it a better colour. Maybe blue. Or green. Those were good colours.

But anyway, after much struggling, and several trips, the boys managed to get all the bubble wrap upstairs to their room. While Hikaru began to set up the bubble wrap for their decorating adventure, Kaoru want on a quest for scissors and tape, both of which would be necessary for their goal. Especially tape. They'd need loads of it if they wanted to accomplish anything impressive. After a brief interval of running around the mansion, he'd managed to acquire sever rolls of duct tape, painter's tape, masking tape, scotch tape, and several other types of tape, and returned to Hikaru. Hikaru promptly sent him out again since he'd forgotten to get the scissors. Those didn't take him long to find, in short order they were happily setting up their masterpiece.

Ginger was still outside, completely oblivious to the fact that her charges had gone inside. She probably should be fired for this, as nannies are supposed to watch the children they are paid to watch, and not completely ignore them as she is doing.

It took them two full hours of blissful unsupervision to complete their masterwork, and they spent another good hour and a half playing in it before slow little Ginger finally clued in that her charges were missing. It took her another hour to find them. Not that she actually found them, as they'd left to get a snack. But she found what they'd been doing, and was left to gape in unrestrained wonder at what they'd created.

There was bubble wrap everywhere. Ev. Ry. Where. Covering the floor, hiding the beds, adorning the walls. Heck, it was even on the ceiling! How they managed to get it up there, she would never figure out.

Completely baffled, she took a step into the room. What in the world had they been up to? Was this something she should scold them for, or was this deemed as perfectly acceptable behaviour, like things such as blanket forts were? Was this covered in any particular handbook?

After a moment, she deemed that, although completely bewildering, since they hadn't actually caused any harm to anything, this was probably okay, so long as they cleaned it up. Since they were two spoiled princes of a rich family, it was unlikely that they would do the cleaning. The job would most likely land on her, in a few hours when it would be bedtime. Still, she had to admire their concentration. This must have taken them quite a while to accomplish. She didn't even stop to think about how she was supposed to be monitoring them, and how they had managed to make something like this when she wasn't. She didn't clue in about what other things they could possibly do while she left them unsupervised. And that, inevitably, would lead to her downfall.