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'--and you just would not believe the mess that followed. it was like a volcano erupted'
'you didn't tell me there would be so many boxes--'
'--you didn't ask'
camila watches on as her parents bicker through the screen--something so normal for the couple--and her face falls into her palm. 'oh god'
both her parents freeze when they hear the two words escape her and she's faced with dead stares. 'what's wrong budapest?' her mother asks, stern as she always was.
'nothing, mama, i just--' camila shakes her head
'what is it honey? did you finally kill someone?'
'mom!' she tries to sound appalled but she's laughing too much to sound anything other than amused. 'no i just really miss you guys' they both look at her with a smile, her mother links her arm into clint's whispers something into his ear. clint reacts by laughing quietly, eyes turning to the ground to avoid camila's look.
nico stirs a little from where he's fallen asleep on her lap only waking up to hear camila confess that she misses her parents. he smiles from his position, too lazy to move, and nods with her. 'i miss you guys too'
there is silence over the call as the four of them watch each other through their screens. they had been attending elias for their fourth year now but these calls were always the highlight of the week. 'so how have you guys been?' natasha asks.
camila shrugs, 'nothing interesting has happened. i got head girl' she informs her parents as nonchalant as ever.
their father stands to his feet, hands raised in praise. natasha pulls him back, rolling her eyes at his reaction; even across an ocean he was an embarrassment. 'and you igor?' shrugging from his position, nico doesnt say anything.
when she receives no reply, natasha informs them: 'we had dinner with remy...'
nico is sitting up instantly at the mention of their uncle, eyes wide, panic stricken. 'what did he say?'
natasha is coy, both in tone and laughter 'he says henry is really enjoying his time over there. that's all'
the reaction to her words flew through their family like a mexican wave does in a sporting stadium. camila is the first to laugh, her surprise and amusement melding together in a bellow. her father was next, his own shock all too evident on his face. nico has stumbled off her lap, rolling onto the floor, face first onto her carpet. natasha remains sitting, her smirk familiar.
camila is still laughing when her brother stands, pointing a finger at her 'mila is dating alistair again!' it was more an accusation than anything else.
she, too, is on her feet within seconds, 'he kissed henry!'
'we know'
they both turn to the screen instantly, 'you do?'
'you two are horrible at secrets, did you know that? we spoke to francesca. i don't need to remind you that bash and frankie are your god parents'
'yes, mama'
'don't do anything stupid. alistair and henry are both kinds boys. we'll be seeing them tomorrow?'
'yes, mama' they reply, too caught up in their embarrassment to truly be listening to her.
'they'll be coming over for the summer, yes?'
'yes mama'
'your faces are hilarious' she pulls her phone from clints pocket and snaps a quick shot of her twins before raising her hand and high-fiving her husband. 'we have an early morning flight, we'll see you two soon, okay!"