Third-person POV

Two years later.

“Alexander! Gabriele! And JP!” Lisa shouts when she sees the mess in the kitchen. 

“Come and clean this mess!” She yells when they walk into the kitchen. 

“It was Alexander mommy”. Gabriele points his little finger at his brother. 

“No, it was JP”. Gabriele argued back. 

“I don't care who it was because we all know the three of you did this together,” Lisa says with her hands on her heaps. 

“What's going on here?” Lisa hears her husband's voice. 

“They made a mess with flour and eggs.” Lisa sights. Alessandro looks at the mess the boys made.

“We sowwy daddy. We wanted to surprise ...