Tourtour and Jueur had been extra naughty today.
They had knocked over the fruit basket, spilled water on the floor, and even ran off with Mom’s scarf!
Mom walked in and saw the mess everywhere.
Her eyes widened. “What did you two DO?!”
Tourtour and Jueur froze.
For a second, they thought about acting innocent. But then…
They smiled.
Not just any smile—a big, mischievous grin.
Mom’s jaw dropped.
“Are you two… LAUGHING?! After all this mess?!”
Jueur covered his mouth, trying not to giggle.
Tourtour grinned even harder, his tiny tail wiggling.
Mom put her hands on her hips. “Oh, you think this is FUNNY?!”
Tourtour and Jueur couldn’t help it anymore.
They burst out laughing!
Mom sighed, rubbing her forehead. “You two are impossible!”
But just when she was about to lecture them again…
Tourtour ran up and hugged her leg.
Jueur grabbed her hand and kissed it.
Their little eyes sparkled with love.
Mom exhaled, shaking her head.
“You two are lucky you’re cute.”
She picked them up and squeezed them tight.
