"That was a lot of wrestling," Alicia groans, face buried into her pillow. "So much wrestling."

Ricardo chuckles, massaging up and down her spine lazily. "It was," he says. "But I enjoyed watching it with you." He leans in and kisses her shoulder. "Y'know, with Wrestlemania in Philadelphia, I really need to figure out a way to get the school involved. Work out an event. Get lots of eyes on our people. That sounds like it'd be amazing."

She brushes her hair out of her eyes and rests her head against the pillow, aiming towards him. "That sounds brilliant, yeah," she murmurs, sleepily. "And by then Andre'll be old enough to enjoy it more, and he could go with you probably."

"I'd love that," Ricardo says, digging his fingers in deeper to her muscles, loosening the tension held in them after taking care of the twins all day, through their fussiest moments right at bedtime in the middle of Wrestlemania.

"Do we have some of that pizza left over?" she asks, peeking over at him.

"We do," he says. "Want me to go warm it up for you?"

"Nah," she sighs, sitting up. "I'll eat it cold, I'm too hungry to care right now."

He nods, smiling a little. "Alright. I'll be right. Want something to drink?"

"Yeah, whatever soda we have on hand, please," she says, reaching out towards him and cradling his face in her hands when he leans into her, kissing him. "Thank you."

"My pleasure," he tells her with a wink, getting up and heading out to the kitchen. He prepares a couple of plates of pizza slices and pours root beer into two glasses, carefully balancing everything as he makes his way back down the hall to their room.

Sofia slips out of Andre's room as he walks past and they both stop, exchanging quick smiles. "Everything ok?" she whispers to him, closing the door gently behind her.

"Si, just getting Alicia and I a little midnight snack."

Sofia chuckles. "Good idea, it was a lot of wrestling the last few days. I enjoyed the Hall of Fame shows."

"I know you always enjoy those the most," Ricardo says fondly. "I liked night one of Wrestlemania the best, I think, but it was a solid weekend all around. I'd like to get a show together for the school next year when Wrestlemania comes to Pennsylvania."

"Easy promotional tactic," Sofia says with a smile. "Any help I can provide, please let me know."

"I will," he promises. "Buenos noches."

"Buenos noches," she responds, walking quietly over to her room and letting herself inside.

Ricardo watches her go before taking the food into theirs. "Honey, I'm home," he says with a laugh, chuckling as Alicia giggles, already reaching eagerly for her own plate. "A bit hungry, huh?"

"Yes," she says. "The twins kept interrupting my meal. I think they're preparing for all of the crying they'll be doing when they're teething."

Ricardo chuckles. "It definitely would explain some things," he sighs, settling in with his food and taking a healthy sip. "I think the best thing about Wrestlemania weekend is it always reinvigorates me and gives me more ideas for what I'd like to teach people to do. I have so many class ideas now."

"I like looking at the gear," Alicia says thoughtfully. "It always makes me think about what kind of clothes I could design to resemble things that the girls- and some of the guys- have done this weekend."

"So," Ricardo says, squeezing her fingers. "It's a win-win for the both of us."

She smiles and tucks herself in under his arm once she's done eating and sets the plate aside. "Yeah," she says softly, enjoying his warmth. "It is."

He finishes eating a few moments later and rests his cheek on the top of her head. "Let's get some sleep before the babies decide to wake up and disrupt everything and we have a miserable day because of it."

Alicia nods, already blinking sluggishly. "Yeah," she murmurs, reaching over to shut the light off and cuddle in under the covers. "Let's do that."

He chuckles and helps her untangle the bedding so it's more comfortable for them both. "Good night, my love," he says, kissing her on the forehead.

"Good night, handsome," she murmurs, her eyes slipping closed almost the moment she rests against the pillow.

He watches her sleep peacefully, his lips twitching up into a soft, adoring smile before closing his eyes as well, exhaling slowly as a deep sleep claims him, his insomnia not a bother for once.