Allen's question stumped the others, and for a moment, no one answered Allen's question.
In the beginning, they could still tell which of the two babies was the older twin sister and which was the younger twin brother, but after everyone held them for a while, it was completely confusing.
The twins had just been born not long ago and had not gone through puberty, so they looked almost like sculptures carved out of the same mold. Now, the babies were in Allen's hands, and it was not convenient to open their diapers to take a look, so no one could tell them apart.
Emily's finger touched her cheek, and she began to look at Luna. She couldn't tell them apart, but as a mother, she should know. Everyone had the same idea, and this made Luna the focus of everyone's attention again.
Feeling the gazes on her, Luna nodded in understanding. Her hazy eyes looked at the two babies in Allen's hands, and then her confident movements suddenly stopped. Her eyes bulged as if she just realized that she couldn't tell which one was her own child.
"Father, the one in your left hand is the younger brother, and the one in your right hand is the younger sister." When the whole family was staring at each other, Helena, as the eldest sister, explained the situation. No one knew how she could tell the difference.
"Allen, look at how a father you are! It's fine that we can't tell the difference, but as a father, you can't tell your own children apart … They missed each other when they were born. " Morgan-le-feil scolded Allen. In fact, she felt that as a grandmother, it was a little embarrassing that she couldn't tell her grandchildren apart, so she scolded her son to divert her embarrassment. Then, she changed the topic and asked, "So, have you thought about the names of my babies?"
"Of course I have." In fact, Allen, who thought he still had a lot of time, didn't really think about this problem. He hugged the two babies tightly, lowered his head, and looked around awkwardly. Then, he looked up and said righteously, "Mother, although I already have a few ideas, I want to hear everyone's opinions. Maybe there are more suitable names."
"This brat probably hasn't named himself yet. He must want to take advantage of the time when everyone is discussing to come up with a few names to deal with it." Owen unceremoniously exposed Allen.
"Just like what you used to do?" Josephine originally didn't try to touch the babies too much because of her body's constitution, so she sat on the side and rolled her eyes at her brother in disdain. "When Morgana gave birth a while ago, you took out 'Naming Prophet' and flipped through it …"
"As a father, he didn't consider the names of his children. Naturally, it's my turn as a grandfather." Owen sat up excitedly. As if reminded by Josephine, he reached for the book of names in his bag.
Albert reminded him worriedly, "Father … if you want to flip through it, just flip through the middle."
"I've already done that." Luna suddenly interrupted their argument. Her slender fingers gently hooked the carrot earrings on her ears. She wanted to make a motherly gesture, but because of her body shape, it looked very awkward. "My daughter is called Wendy. She gave birth before midnight. My son is called Rusty. After Wendy was born, I held back for a long time. My son was born after midnight. "
Daisy, who had just taken a sip of Coke, coughed violently. Morgan-le-feil's Coke bottle was crushed by her hand. Owen, who was always good at adjusting the atmosphere, was speechless for a moment … Everyone couldn't accept Luna's naming style as usual.
"My niece's name is Wednesday, my nephew's name is Thursday … Plus my new sister's name is Di, so it'll be Friday … That's three days …" Daisy muttered, "Hibiscus Chinensis, why don't you and Albert combine the other four days to make seven days?"
"One or two is no problem." Hibiscus Chinensis remembered that she didn't refute her sister-in-law's provocation. She, who was originally afraid of giving birth, decided to be generous. "Monday and Tuesday are mine. Saturday and Sunday are yours?"
"I'm not planning on giving birth …" Daisy's momentum weakened. She looked at her mother with some fear. "Besides, Saturday and Sunday can be given to Penello and Hermione. Can't you see how eager they are? Anka has been wanting to lay eggs for a long time …"
"Daisy!" Penello and Hermione, whose thoughts were disturbed by jealousy, couldn't remain silent. Anka, who was on Hermione's head, chirped due to the instability of the nest. "Cluck cluck cluck!"
"What nonsense are you talking about?!" Allen was embarrassed. He wanted to hit Daisy.
"Enough! What are you two arguing about? Daisy, what nonsense are you talking about?! Won't Harris become a joke in the future?! " Morgan-le-feil put her hand on her forehead. She felt a headache coming on. She looked at her goddess daughter-in-law who had just given birth to a grandchild for her. "Luna, why don't we … listen to other people's opinions?"
"Think about how the children will be questioned by the teachers in Hogwarts … Luna, don't let them become a joke." Lunn adjusted her glasses that almost slipped off her nose. "Also, don't let any of them become bookworms. Otherwise, they will become a joke …"
"It's okay to use these two names as aliases at home. It's more intimate …" Owen also tactfully fought for a more reliable name for his grandchildren. He held up the yellow page of his name book. "Alan, why don't you take a look at the name book again?"
"We can wait for the names." Allen nodded in satisfaction. He turned to the Undead Knight outside the door. "Lynch, you don't have to do anything else. Just watch over them. You will be my daughter's and son's butler and bodyguard … Hmm, bring Little Hand with you. It's suitable for hiding beside them."
"Master, this is my honor. I will take good care of the two little masters." Lynch pounded his chest with his large fist. He said solemnly, "I will use my life to protect the two little masters … Er, I'm considered dead? I will use my death to protect the two little masters … "
"It's okay. Let's change it." Luna nodded. I thought of a few more normal names. "The daughter will be called Cersei, and the son will be called James … When they have children, I will also think of names. The granddaughter and granddaughter will be called Myrcella, and the grandson and granddaughter will be called Joffrey or Tommen …"
Alan was horrified when he heard this. He was about to speak when his aunt interrupted him.
"Good names!" Josephine seemed to appreciate these names very much. Hermione, who was originally a little unhappy, couldn't help but praise, "Mycella means a woman who is rational and appreciated by others and has achieved success in all aspects. Luna, maybe you should use it for your daughter?"
This made Morgan Le Fay happy. She patted Luna's hand affectionately. The others also nodded. Even Owen was a little annoyed that he should have given his daughter this name.
Allen's expression was like Cedric's father's constipation. He opened his mouth to say no but was interrupted by Hufflepuff.
"So this Raven can think of good names when it's normal? You even thought of names for your grandson and granddaughter. These names are good. " Helga praised Luna in a rare moment. He put away the feather duster in his hand. "If you were still in ancient times, I think the name Joffrey is suitable for the Muggle King …"
"No! Let's call them Wednesday and Thursday! "
Allen finally roared out, but the others were baffled.
"Let's call them Wendy and Rusty!" Allen took a few steps forward. It was as if all the blood in his body was injected into his heart. He quickly stopped them. "I also think Wednesday and Thursday are good …"
Daisy was shocked by her brother's voice. She asked, "What's wrong with you? I think Tommen's names are good. "
"You want Tommen to give birth himself …" Allen said impatiently. He then turned to Luna. "Did you see the Muggle in my study?"
"When you're too old to move in bed, the children can't be blamed for the extubation." Penello, who was sitting on the sofa with her arms crossed, felt as if she had eaten a lemon. She ignored the fact that Luna couldn't possibly grow old. She was already jealous that Luna gave birth to Allen's children. Now, Allen was spoiling Luna. He was even willing to name the children with her unreliable names.
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