The teams constructed their gingerbread houses with awe-inspiring precision, the atmosphere buzzing with a blend of artistry and intense focus. Every corner of the kitchen table turned construction zone was a testament to divine creativity, from grand floating palaces to chaotic void castles. Yet, all order began to collapse the moment the frosting was unveiled.
"Ash and Valor, stop eating all of the frosting!" Artemis scolded sharply, hands on her hips as she watched both her children huddled near the frosting tubs like starved gremlins.
"But Mommy, every time we eat it, Daddy just makes more," Ash said innocently, tilting his head with a soft blink, cheeks puffed and sticky with sweetness.
