A few months later...
Christy was in the delivery room about to have her baby. Somewhere, a man was talking to the midwife in charge of Christy.
"Make no mistakes" The Man said
"Yes Sir"
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Christy had her baby girl in a secluded hospital in Switzerland, where money could buy even a birth certificate. So legally, her baby is now her younger sister, Miss. Preta George. Every of their friends in London just knew that Mrs. Bianca had a baby girl last winter.
Preta is so beautiful. She has cute pink lips and small eyes just like Louis. As she grew up, she became so attached to Valentine. Valentino doesn't have much patience with children.
Valentine discarded Preta's name and calls her Baby all the time. So, when Preta started talking, the first word she learnt was Baby and it immediately became Valentine's name for her. If another person tries to call her or Valentine Baby, she'll fight them because the name Baby is exclusive. Only she could call Valentine Baby and only Valentine could call her Baby too.
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On this particular day...
"Baby, why did you fight in school?" Mr. Valerian asked.
Preta was Five years old then. She fought a fellow pupil who mistakenly stepped on her feet. Her teacher contacted her parents and reported to them even before Preta returned from school.
"Daddy, point of correction" Preta began. Valentine was by himself trying to stifle his laughter. "I'm not your baby because I'm no longer a baby. Afterall, I'm Five years old now. I am only Baby's Baby" Preta said, pointing at Valentine. "And I didn't fight Linda. I just taught her a little lesson" She concluded, smiled and winked at Valentine.
"Preta, the next time I get a report that you fought in school, I'll..." Mr. Valerian was still saying.
"Okay Dad, I get it. I'm sorry. I won't fight again and don't punish me or else I'll ask Baby to beat you up. You know he's very strong" Preta threatened. Valentine simply dragged her to her room to shut her up.
The two were an inseparable pair. Look for one's trouble and the other will give you a hard time. Whenever they disagreed with each other, no one comes to reconcile them because they'll turn around and deal with the intruder.
On one occasion, Valentino was mad at Valentine for messing up his room. Valentino is a very neat person. He detests being in a disorganized room. After playing football with his friends, Valentino came home to find his room looking worse than a pig's sty. All hell was let loose.
"Valentine!" He bellowed.
"Fine! I'm sorry. I'll arrange it now. Stop shouting" Valentine retorted.
"Please, I don't want to see you in my room again since you cannot keep it the way it was before you entered" Valentino chided.
"Alright. The next time you see me in here, call me a fool" Valentine blurted out.
"Baby, what's happening here? Who made you sad?" Preta butted in. "Oh! You?" She said, pointing at Valentino.
"And who asked you to come into my room?" Valentino said, shooting daggers at her with his eyes. Unfortunately, the girl wasn't the least bit intimidated.
"Don't ever call Baby a fool again" Preta warned.
"I didn't"
"Infact Baby, you can stay here all you want. Disorganize the whole place very well. I can even help you with that. I'm solidly behind you. If he wants to beat us, we'll run to Dad and Mum" Preta piped.
"Baby, please can u shut up?" Valentine said. He was already very stressed out.
"Oh! So, you've grown wings that you now talk back at me. I'll beat you up today" Preta rushed to Valentine and started hitting him. She's still young but her punches were so hard and painful. Valentino came in just then to save his twin from her iron fists.
"He's your brother now, right? But you were just chasing him out of your room. Infact, I'll report you to Chris. She'll grill you alive, watch and see. If you don't believe me, let's bet" Preta said, stretching out her palm for Valentino to smack with his own palm.
"Preta, I don't have your time" Valentino said and dragged Valentine with him into his room and shut the door.
"If it's about the room, I'll arrange it once I'm done tending to Preta"Valentine promised.
"No, Come on! Val, don't talk that way. I'm sorry I overreacted. My room is as much as yours... I'm sorry" Valentino apologized.
"It's alright. We've always shared everything so how can this become a problem?" Valentine said and they both smiled.
And again, Preta could differentiate between Valentino and Valentine. No matter how much Valentine tried, she could still tell him apart. Preta is also a chatterbox. If anything happens outside, everybody in the house will hear of the incidence for about three or four times whether you like it or not.
On this fateful Sunday, The whole family went to church at St Lucians. Their parents and Christy went home immediately after the service and donations while the twins and Preta dilly-dallied around to discuss with their friends.
The twins were putting on a similar clothing that their friends couldn't tell each one apart. Initially, Valentine was with Preta but after sometime, he asked Valentino to stay with Preta and left with his friends.
"Baby..." Preta called out, looking at Valentino.
"Yes Baby. What's the problem?"
"Baby?" Preta called out again and Valentino smiled at her.
"Dullard. You're not Baby" Preta ran off, looking for Valentine. Their friends laughed and left for their various homes.
Immediately Preta got home, all hell was let loose.
"Dad, Mum, Chris...If you guys saw what happened in the church today" Preta piped, getting ready for story.
Nobody was interested.
"Ask me what happened now" She whined.
"Alright. What happened?" Bianca asked, exasperatedly.
"There's this beautiful lady about Baby's age that came to church on very high stilettoes" Preta started. " After giving her offering, the girl was so carried away by her catwalks that she didn't realize when she walked past her pew. When she noticed, she became so distraught that she tripped and fell" Preta concluded, laughing boisterously. Nobody joined her in laughing. Throughout that day, she tormented everybody with that story; especially Valentine.
Lastly, Preta sees her supposed Elder sister, Christy as a confidant. Whenever she pisses Valentine off, she'll go and huddle up in Christy's room.
"Haven't I told you to knock before entering my room?" Christy asked Preta immediately she stepped into her room without knocking.
"I'm sorry, Chris. Today, I did something and Baby is mad at me. What do I do?" Preta asked, contritely.
"Go and give him a hug. Tell him that you won't repeat the act again and stick to your words"
"I love you big time, Chris" Preta said, wrapping her little arms around Christy.
"I love you more, Preta" Christy said, smiling.