"I'm telling you that Lemon is a common flavor," Eddie says, and Lydia scoffs at him.
"It's not. It's gross!" Lydia tells him.
"YOU DON'T LIKE LEMON! MOST PEOPLE LIKE LEMON!" Eddie screams, and Lydia glares.
"I like Cinnamon and apricot with white chocolate. That's a good cake," Lydia tells him, and Eddie laughs.
"Spice cake, Cinnamon roll cake. Cinnamon is common," Eddie tells her. Lydia looks at him.
"What do you like?" She asks, and Eddie smiles.
"I'm all about the Coconut, Sea-Salted Caramel, Carrot, Mojito, and Churro cakes," Eddie declares, eliciting a smile from Lydia.
"Chocolate Raspberry, Cinnamon Apple, Berry Layer Cake, Banana. Anything fruit cakes are pretty good," Lydia tells him.
"What kind of pastries are we going for?" Fallén, a petite girl with a mischievous glint in her eyes, asks the two. Eddie, a tall and slim boy, and Lydia, a girl with a fierce determination in her eyes, grin at her.
"Are you sure that you aren't twins?" Fallén questions her friends, their laughter filling the air.
"Positive. Lydia's older," Eddie tells her. Lydia hits him, making Eddie laugh.
"By two years!" Lydia says indignantly. Eddie smiles at her, making her huff. Fallén smiles fondly at them.
"Chaotic children," She tells them. Eddie and Lydia smile at her.
"Lydia doesn't know how to behave!" Eddie teases, and Lydia retaliates by tackling him—the two engage in a playful fight on the floor, their laughter echoing in the room. Fallén joins in the laughter.
"TAKE THAT BACK!" Lydia shouts, her eyes sparkling with mischief. "NEVER!" Eddie yells back, his laughter filling the room. Fallén is on the floor, her laughter uncontrollable.
"NEVER!" Eddie yells back. Fallén is on the floor laughing.
"OI! Little Shits!" A man calls. Laughter is in his tone. Someone snorts. Eddie and Lydia roll towards them, laughing at each other.
"You are a meanie head!" Lydia tells her little brother. Eddie tickles her on the ribs, causing her to squeak and hit him. Eddie pushes her off of him and laughs hard. Fallén has tears down her eyes.
"I love you too, Lydia," Eddie tells her. His eyes are bright and childish. Lydia jumps onto him, and the two laugh. The man smiles.
"Are we done?" The man asks, and the two have twin grins on their faces. He laughs at the two. He opens his arms, and the two rush in.
"Who are they, Seth?" Someone asks the man. Seth kisses both of them.
"They're our youngest siblings," Seth says, and the person beside him smiles. Eddie looks at the two with a titled head. The person can tell that he's protective of Seth.
"Cakes and Pastries, Eddie! Lydia! Help me," Fallén calls to them.
"Chocolate anything will be your number one seller," Lydia bounces to her.
"Chocolate anything is too much. Fruit is the better choice. Cookies are a classic. I made raspberry oat bars, and the family loves them. Granola bars might be odd, but people might be into that if you're doing a breakfast gig," Eddie tells them.
"I would prefer a homemade granola bar over fruit bread," Someone pips in. Eddie points to them. Fallén write notes down.
"You can always do Eddie's healthy cookies," Lydia tells her. Fallén looks at Eddie with bright eyes, making Eddie smile.
Eddie offers, "I can give you the recipes for them, and you can modify them as you like. "
"Thank you, Eddie. Lydia," Fallén tells them.