Sans 1

 "It's you right?"

Two babies look at each other eyes, one has just been born today, and the other is a year old baby. Yet, unbabylike bewilderment in each of their eyes shows that there is more in the story.

“aaAaaaA” the newly born baby wants to say something, yet as his vocal cord has not yet developed well, the sounds that come out are unrecognizable.

"Just nod if it's you. Don't wake up the tired adults." speaks the older baby as he uses his hand to make a hushing sign and uses his eyes to point to the bed beside their bed, where their tired parents are sleeping. 

Nod!

'Curse the devil! I know it was you! There’s no way a newly born baby has those sly green eyes!’

This is how Bertrand Engel and Martian Engel meet again in a new world. They now are rebirth as Bertrand Douglas and Martian Douglas, descendants of House of Douglas, a long-standing family with Baron title as the head.

“Are we really rebirth in a magical world, Bro?” in a hushed voice, Martian asks, his green eyes glowing with infatuation.

A weak has passed since Martian birth. He now can use his mouth to talk with Bertrand using English.

"Gah!!! How many times I have answered that question?!” Bertrand was getting sick of Martian's repeated questions.

Looking around the room and finding there is no one other than both of them in the room, Bertrand stands up and decide to show off his little expertise as a good elder brother.

“Here! You can see for yourself! Wind magic – wind dance.”

Swiss swiss

Above Bertrand's hand, little green wind created from winds mana appears and start to circle around and blow breezy wind into Martian's face.

"Whoa! Cool, you already know how to do it! Hurry! Tell me how to do it!” little Martian green eyes lit up as he looked at Bertrand full of hope.

"Nope! Never!" laughs Bertrand in smugness, “I am not gonna tell you!”

“Grrr!” looking at Bertrand smug babyface, Martian growled in his baby voice.

“ugh… scary! Blep!” Bertrand stuck out his pink tongue and made a funny face to tease Martian even more.

Creaaak!

The bedroom door suddenly opened. Bertrand hurriedly lay back on the bed and put on an innocent babyface.

A young woman with long light blue hair walks in, bringing the cherry blossom fragrance into the room.

Her beautiful face, glowing white skin, and graceful demeanour could easily capture the heart of both middle-aged man souls in both babies bodies; if this woman was not their own mom, that is.

“Morning, my two angels~” Maria smilingly looked at her two sons and gave a little pat using her finger to each nose of Bertrand and Martian. 

Her graceful demeanour changed to a warm motherly aura that could relax Martian upset mind like magic.

Being looked at by a young woman, in their eyes and even patted at the nose. Both babies blushed so redly like ripe apples.

"Hnng! Both of you are as healthy as always!” comments Maria, happily looking at her child healthy rosy skin.

sniff sniff

“ugh... both of you are smells sour!" sniffing at both babies bodies, Maria then threw a bomb at two middle-aged men souls, "Now both of you need to go to the bath, which one between two of you going first?” 

"Hey! (he!) Hey! (he!)” as if the world would end when he wasn't fast enough. Bertrand quickly suggested Martian go first by pointing his finger at him.

“Oh~My angel Bertrand is so smart and big-hearted to let his brother baths first!” praises Maria while caressing Bertrand's head lovingly.

"da da da~" Bertrand let out a cute baby laughs at Maria caress.

Bertrand is already 1.5 years old today. So, it's acceptable for him to utter some words. 

Martian, though, as a week old baby and not knowing much of this world vocabulary. He can only accept his fate to be bullied by Bertrand. 

“bufufufu~” seeing Martian being picked away by Maria, Bertrand chuckle in glee.

Martian's face is now all reds like cooked lobster as Maria keeps stripping his clothes one by one and reveals his rosy white skin.

“da da da~” looking at Martian desperate face with relish Arthan, can't anymore hold his baby voice laughs and let it go.

“My angel Bertrand also want quickly bathe~?" hearing Bertrand laugh, Maria hurriedly checks Bertrand out, seeing he is fine, Maria then reassure Bertrand with a smile "After your brother, mama will also bath you thoroughly, wait for a bit, okay my angel~”

‘NO!!!’ Bertrand's face becomes pale at Maria words.

"goo goo goo~" though Martian can't completely get what Maria said. Still, he laughs in glee with his baby voice after hearing the word 'bath' and seeing Bertrand pale face.

Seeing how her two sons love to baths, Maria faces light up in glee, “How lovely~ Mama guardian angels both love to baths! From now on, mama will be bathing both of you three times a day! Mama, promise to bath both of you till squeaky clean!”

Both Bertrand and Martian face become pale and paler. Yet since their baby skin is pinkish white, becoming paler merely make it become whiter, and thus Maria can't see how the two middle-aged men distress and happily bathing both of her babies for a minute to come.

An hour after, both babies now become literally squeaky clean and not mere figuratively because you can't even see a speck of dust on their body nor their new clothes.

‘I hate to say it, but... it feels great!’ both middle-aged man souls felt grateful to Maria.

Getting all fresh up from bathing and changing clothes, the next thing in both babies' schedules is eating or precisely drinking!

Gruuuu~ Gruuu~

Both babies' tummies let out a series of growls and made both of them quickly to looking at each other in horror as if the devil knocks on their door.

"You both are hungry? Look here! See what mama has for you~" Maria opened her upper button and displayed her milk factory to both babies.

'Oh no! Not this again!’ shrill both middle-aged man souls inside their minds.

Both babies eye each other in the eyes once again and begin talking with their eyes.

'You go first! I have bathed first!’

''Me, as a good big brother, I'm letting you go first~''

'Shameless, power tripper!'

'Ungrateful brat!'

Watching her sons looking at each other eyes fiercely, Maria beamed and held both of them in each of her arms, “For this one, the brothers can go together. There is one on both sides~”

Looking that there are really two sources of food near their face. Instantly the faces of the two babies lit up red.

‘But, if we do it together? Then it may not, that... embarrassing?’ consider Martian.

'I always got to do it alone, and it was embarrassing. Now by doing it together, seem… a better option?” assumes Bertrand.

Both babies eye each other and know what each other thought.

Nod!

Nod!

Getting nods from each other, both babies stretch their heads to each pinkish faucet near them and take a sip from it while still staring at each other to make sure they are not the only ones who did it.

Srrps~ Srrrps~

glug! glug!

One sip, two sips, and swallows.

In rhythm, though red-faced, both babies had their treats.

Witnessing both babies in delight having their food, Maria smiles warmly.

'Eats a lot and grow healthy, my lovely angels!'

A few minutes later, the two babies lay lazily in their beds after being fed by their mother.

"I hate to say it, but that's a good meal, I have to tell you!” joke Martian while lying comfortably in his bed.

"Yeah! You don't know how many times I want to tell the other about that taste!” Bertrand, lying beside Martian, responds in elation. “In that sense, thanks for coming in here too...”

“Sure! Not like I know or decided I will be coming to your house again, though...”

“Still..." rolling his body to the side and getting on top of Martian body, Bertrand glares at him in the eyes and Martian glaring at him too, "Heh~ someone seems long overdue in their apologies, though, isn't he?” 

“Isn't it should be 'we' and not just 'he'. Am I the one getting older? or your brain is damaged?”

Both babies glare at each other fiercely, yet there is no hatred in each of their eyes.

Though because of their hard-headed with a bad temper, which is ingrained deeply in their soul, the glaring competition will never stop for another minute till the loser come out. 

"Fine..." feeling his hand begin to cramp, Bertrand hurriedly put on a magnanimous face, " Fine... as the elder one, I will take the loss."

“Sorry…” utter Bertrand before lying beside Martian again.

“Me, too…” Martian felt touched at Bertrand magnanimousness.

'Damn! I should have just sat and looked down at him to make it scarier! Dumb me!' thought Bertrand in regret.