The door screeched as it opened and they both walked in with two big trays of food. Placing the bowls in front of them.
" What took you so long Mamito? We were about starving?. " Number 3 said and stood up to go pick the biggest bowl. She was a big lover of food. It was one thing she couldn't do without.
" Why do you have to pick the big one?." Number 4 questioned as she fondled her arms over her waist.
" You don't have to get angry Child, it's all the same quantity." Number 2 said and picked her own bowl before making her way to her favourite spot in the room, near the window. She wanted to feel the air on her grey hair.
" But I want the yellow bowl." She grumbled as she spoke, pointing towards the one her Twin chose.
" For goodness sake stop being a child, I picked it first." Number 3 scolded and plucked out her tongue to provoke her.
" But I was just about to pick it." She yelled.
