Ch 1 - New Home And Beginning

"Huff!! Finally, here we are boys, we're finally at the City of Angels." A young man said as he came out of the airport's main entrance carrying a big and small suitcase on his left and a big two-seater baby carriage in front of him.

Inside were two identical twins who looked around curiously at the new environment they were in and then looked at their father excitedly.

The young man's name is William Benedict Coulson, or Will for short. He is an American-born British-Jewish-German-Indonesian descent. He is 23 years old this year, and came out of the Royal Academy of Dramatic Arts in London just last year.

He was forced to stay in Britain because of the lack of money to go back, so he had to work hard for a full year before finally able to gather some money to go back to America.

The reason why he came to Los Angeles instead of New York (His hometown) is to chase his dream to become an actor. An accomplished actor that will always be remembered by many people regardless of race.

And the two baby in the carriage? They are his sons. Yup, a 23 year old father. Such a bad guy. But well, that's love for you. One love leads to the other and then you'll kiss and the you'll have sex and then... You forgot to use condom so yeah... You'll have a baby... Or in his case, a baby baby.

They are a twin, the older one with the black onesie is Henry Benedict Rosemarie-Coulson. While the younger one with the white onesie is Harry Benedict Rosemarie-Coulson. They were named as such by their mother. Both of them were born on February 4th 2006, just 4 minutes apart.

Will looked at the twins and then sighed sligthly while looking at the cloudy sky, "Sigh... I wish your mother could be here with us..." He said sadly.

The twins looked at their father, "Papa... No... Cry... Mama... Here" They said alternately while pointing at each other's heart. Will look at his cute little devils and smiled softly, "Yeah, mama will always be with us..."

He took a deep breath and then proceed to go to the pick up area where a flock of people come and go while others were standing, holding up a piece of cupboard written in a variety of language but most of it were english.

WILL

&

TWINS!!

In the midst of the sea of cupboards, one stood out from the rest in Will's eyes.

"Come on boys, your granny is waiting." He said smilingly.

Harry and Henry looked excited and frantically look around to see a middle aged black woman holding up the cupboard looking at them excitedly.

"Willy!!!" The woman shouted and hugged Will excitedly.

"Mrs. Jones- I can't breathe!!-" Will said being choked by the enormous strength th woman put in her hugs.

"Ooopps sorry boy, don't know you are that fragile." She said while letting go the poor soul. "Also don't go polite on me boy, even though I'm old enough to be called a Mrs. but I'm still your mother's best friend so just call me Michelle casually."

"The more reason I should call you politely wasn't it?" Will quipped.

"A decade of not meeting me, it looks like you're missing my powerful spank of love?" Michelle said 'smilingly'.

"I'm just kidding Michelle, I'm just kidding, so please don't..." Will said almost pleading as he remembered those 'good' old days.

"Alright boy I've got enough of your antics..." Then she looked at the twins, "So this is your twin sons? This must be Harry and you are Henry" She said while pointing at Henry and Harry.

Both of them showed a deadpanned look, "Harry..." Henry said while pointing at Harry, "Henry..." Harry said while pointing at Henry.

Michelle was surprised to see them talk like that, "They could already talk?!" She asked Will in surprise.

"Of course! My sons are a smart bunch!!" He said proudly.

"Heh don't be smug boy, I'm pretty sure it's not from your gene." She mocked him.

"Hey!! I'm a late talker alright! It's a common thing!!" He defended.

"The more reason to believe it's not your gene." She said playfully.

"I'm... Sigh... You're right it's not my gene, its their mother's." He said absentmindedly.

Michelle looked at her best friend son's feeling down, "Well then, enough chit chatting, let's go to your new home boys!!!" She shouted trying to lighten up the mood.

Will looked at his sons and smiled, "Yeah, let's go to our new home...

And beginning"