Krus and Vinskov were d3@d asleep while Matrona and Vinskolla were still awake.
"Dvayuradnaya systra, can you turn off the lights please?" Matrona asked.
"Sure." Vinskolla answered as she clipped her hair back. "Just let me do skincare first."
"Kk." Matrona said as she took her phone from the nightstand and scrolled through social media.
After a couple minutes, she looked and saw Vinskolla with something green all over her face.
"What's that?" Matrona asked.
"It's a clay mask."
"Oh...okay."
15 minutes later, Vinskolla walked out of the bathroom with the clay mask removed and put on her toner.
"Ya done after that?"
"Net."
"What the fu-"
Vinskolla then dropped some liquid in a dropper on her face.
"What's that one?"
"Hydraulic acid water essence. It replenishes moisture into my skin."
"...I see."
Vinskolla waited for the toner to be dry before taking out a white face mask and purple undereye patches and putting them on her face.
"Didn't you already put on a mask?"
"That one was to cleanse, this was to hydrate."
"O...kay?" Matrona then took a peach eyepatch that was conveniently placed on the nightstand before putting it on over her eyes. "I'm just gonna go to sleep. Goodnight."
"'Night."
***
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP!!!!
Matrona fell off the bed as an alarm began to ring loudly, waking her from her sleep.
"Sorry, did I wake you?"
"What was that for?" A half-asleep Matrona asked.
"That was the timer to take my mask off."
"Oh...okay." Matrona then passed out, drooling, and slept like an infant the rest of the night.
***
Matrona was washing dishes as it rained.
"Rain, rain, go away..." Matrona sung. "Come again another day..."
"I know that this will not work
But please, I beg you, go away..."
"Since you're singing, sestra, can you-" Before Krus could finish, he was cut off by his sister, who began singing a part of Tattoo by Loreen.
"Violins playing
And the angels crying
When the stars align then I'll be there
No, I don't care about them all
'Cause all I want is to be loved
And all I care about is you
You're stuck on me like a tattoo
No, I don't care about the pain
I'll walk through fire and through rain
Just to get closer to you
You're stuck on me like a tattoo..."
Krus was about to clap his hands, only for her to start singing Queen of Kings by Alessandra.
"Her name is She
Queen of the Kings
Running so fast
Beating the wind
Nothing in this world can stop the spread of her wings
She, Queen of the Kings
Broken her cage
Threw out the keys
Lai, la-da-dia
Ra, rai-ri-rai-rai-ri
Lai, la-da-dia
Lai, li-li-la
Lai, la-da-dia
La-la-la-la
La-la-la-la
Ah-ah-ah-ah
Her name is She
Queen of the Kings
Running so fast
Beating the wind
Nothing in this world can stop the spread of her wings
She, Queen of the Kings
Broken her cage
Threw out the keys
She will be the warrior of the Northern seas..."
***
Krus was playing his piano. "This is for my one and only true love; Rschvania."
"Rsch..." He sung. "You're so cool. I'm so happy you like me too..."
"Rsch, understand
I'm gonna love you 'till the very end
Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania
Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania
I love you, oh
Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania
Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania
I love you, oh
Your adoptive father and the whole wide world
Nothing's gonna stop me from still being with you
Rschvania, at the end of the line
Please still be mine, oh
Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania
Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania, Vania
I love you, oh
VANIA, VANIA, RSCH, RRRRRRRRRRRRSSSSSSSSSSSSSCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHH-"
His sister and cousins burst through the door.
"Are you okay?"
"What's going on?"
"Why were you screaming Rsch's name like she d!3d or something."
Krus was too flustered to answer their question. "Uh..."
A/N: I'm out of ideas for this one, so this is it. Hope you enjoy it! :)
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FanfictionMy first attempt at crack/comedy. A family comedy/romcom about a 16-year-old Krus who has skipped a grade or two and is now in college and his shenanigans with his three roommates; his 18-year-old sister; Matrona Dorokhova and his 19-year-old matern...
