"Green."
"Pink."
"Green!"
"Pink!"
"Green!"
Ennis groaned and face-palmed herself.
Firo, on the other hand, was standing with his arms crossed, glaring at her mutinously.
Ennis sighed and asked, annoyed, "What's wrong with pink?"
The married couple was quarreling over the color of the babies' room. Their apartment had one kitchen, one living room, and three bedrooms – one for Firo and Ennis, one for Czeslaw, and one for a guest. Except now, it was going to be for the upcoming twins.
Firo answered Ennis's question with: "I don't like pink. It's too…too…too girly."
Ennis retorted, "Our twins are girls."
"But green is my favorite color!" Firo argued.
That was true. Firo's fedora was green, and so was his favorite suit. But…
Ennis caught a glimpse of Czes in her peripheral vision and called out to him.
"Czes-kun! What do you think? What color should the babies' room be?"
The fellow immortal boy stopped in his tracks and asked irritably "Hah?"
Firo piped in, seeing this as a chance to justify himself and attack Ennis's judgment, "Isn't green better than pink?"
Czes sniffed. Cleaning his ears, he said, not caring, "Don't bring me into your arguments. It's got nothing to do with me. You two grownups can decide by yourself."
He began to walk away.
"Now wait one moment, mister…" Firo began but Ennis got to him first and apprehended him.
"Of course this matters! You're part of our family, Czes-kun. Don't act like that," Ennis said reproachfully, making the boy just a teen bit guilty with the sad, innocent look in her eyes.
Czes sighed, "Alright. You really want to hear my opinion? I like green better."
Promptly, Firo started, beaming.
"See Ennis? I told you green was better! Even Czes agrees with me!" Firo shot back at his wife. Her defense was crumbling.
Ennis pursed her lips, mute, her cheeks coloring indignantly. Then, she muttered, "Why green of all colors? What about blue?"
Firo shook his head. "Uh-uh."
"Yellow?"
Another shake of his head.
"How about red?"
By then, Czes had already made his escape from the room.
"Purple is not that bad…" Ennis mused.
Firo still shook his head, unyielding to his wife.
Exasperated, Ennis put her hands on her hips and relented.
"Fine, green it is."
Firo grinned triumphantly and said observantly, "You know, Ennis, I do believe this is the first time I've seen you get angry."
Usually, his wife had a calm and courteous demeanor. It was rare to see her get so flustered and mad.
Ennis couldn't help but smile as well.
"Okay, but we're painting the room pale green."
Firo chuckled.
"Already compromising again, are we?"