"Daddy, Daddy, Daddy."

Arnav halted his conference call to look up and see his twins run inside the room with much excitement. Arshi shut his laptop down without prior warning and snatched the file out of his hands while at the same time Aarushi cut the call on his phone and pulled the Bluetooth out of his ear. Khushi just then entered the room with gasp and came forward to stop them.

Khushi - I'm sorry, I tried to keep them down but then-

Arnav - It's ok. The conference was almost done anyway.

She looked at him with a proud smile as she watched him take both their daughters into his arms. Had it been any other children, he would have exploded and shouted the shit out of them but these were his own princesses and Khushi wasn't oblivious to the love and affection he spoilt their kids with. He's never seen him scold them. Apparently that's her department.

Aarushi - Daddy, shee this. We dotor now.

They proudly showed him their brand new toy kits. Arnav had enough of an experience about being a father in the meanwhile that he knew well to act surprised and fascinated at their new gain.

Arnav - Wow. That's great. My babies will be doctors. You're making your Daddy so proud.

Khushi - Their Chachu got these for them. And they ran up fast. Couldn't wait to show you.

Khushi chuckled as they grinned back happily at him and pulled him towards the bed.

Arshi - Daddy, you pashent. On bed.

They got him to lay on the bed and covered him with the quilt before asking their Mumma to give them their smocks. Arshi's was just plain white as a doctors' while Aarushi liked to add colors into her life. And being her favorite color, she had a pink smock with 'Doctor Barbie' written on the back in glitter. These smocks basically summed up their likings and personalities. And the final touch was made with a stethoscope hanging around their shoulders.

Arshi - Hello Mishter Laizada, I'm ur dotor. This iz nush. (Nurse)

Aarushi - No. I dotor. You nush.

Arshi - No. I dotor!

Aarushi - No! You nush! Mumma, shee Aashi.

Khushi interfered into the little fight of these two angry mini ASRs before it escalated.

Khushi - You both are doctors. And if you keep on fighting, who will treat Daddy? He'll become more sick.

They looked at Khushi with an innocently guilty expression and nodded. Turning to him again, Aarushi prepared the station with equipment while Arshi took notes on a small toy notebook.

Arshi - So Mishter Laizada, how we help you? Any pain?

Arnav - Here on my face. Nose, cheeks forehead, lips. Everything is aching doctor.

Arshi - I shee. Do aaaah.

Khushi giggled covering her mouth with her palm as Arshi stuffed a toy thermometer into her father's mouth. Aarushi went on to straightaway put him on a glucose bottle, keeping the cord under his sleeve.

Arnav - Please doctors, get me well fast. My two princesses are waiting home for me. They're very cute.

Aarushi - Sssssh. Pashent no talk. We do wok.

Khushi raised her brows at him in amusement as he just nodded thinning his lips. You better not mess up with two doctors, especially when both are doctor ASR!

Arshi - Mishter Laizada, we give injeshion. Then you good again.

Aarushi - No woy (worry), it no pain.

Arnav - Are you sure it won't pain? I don't like injections, doctor.

Aarushi - Oh Mishter Laizada, you big boy. Be bave (brave).

She caressed his hair passing him her cutest smile, which could melt anyone. He was just acting.

Arnav - Ok doctor. If you say so. I trust you.

Aarushi - Look away.

Both took an injection each from the kit and looked at each other gritting their teeth.

Arshi - I do injeshion!

Aarushi - No. No. No. I do!

And just as both were to snatch each other's syringes, Khushi had to intervene once again.

Khushi - Arshi, Aarushi, why don't you both just do it? One on each arm. Ok?

They looked at each other with a blink and then nodded. Aarushi climbed on the bed and above his chest to get to the other side.

Aarushi - Mishter Laizada, cose (close) your eyez. It no hut.

Arnav - I trust you doctors.

They smiled as he closed his eyes and did what a doctor has to. It was for his own good only.

Arshi - Now done.

Arnav - Wow, that was fast. And it didn't pain. You both are just fantastic doctors.

Before even their proud smirks could fade, he sat up on the bed now, ready to pull both his dolls into his embrace.

Arshi - And now your medishin.

Arnav - I'm getting a prescription?

Aarushi - Yesh. One tabet (tablet) in the moning, two after lunch and two in the evening.

Arnav - But I hate tablets. I know a medicine which is far better and very effective.

Both the twins stared at him innocently as they waited for him to speak further.

Arnav - Kiss my face and all the pain will be gone miraculously.

He pulled both into his lap as they now giggled and hugged their Daddy. He kissed and tickled both making them break in laughter and struggle into his hold. Just as he let them free, both pushed him to lay onto the bed. Arshi tickled his tummy while Aarushi showered a lot of kisses on his face. Khushi nodded in denial admiring her husband and their kids. She loved her Arnavji a lot, but she loved their Daddy more. He was more carefree, adorable and normal. No business stress, no temper, no nothing. Just like an Anti-ASR. Not even a slightest bit of attitude or ego when he's just spending some quality playtime with his daughters.

Akshay - What's going on here? Having fun without me?

The trio stopped laughing and looked at Akshay entering inside the room, clearly not looking the happiest.

Arshi - Bhai, we pay dotors.

Aarushi - Come, you too pay.

Akshay - Oh yes. Come, let's play with Dadi. She'll be patient and we'll do her operation.

They smiled wide at his idea and immediately jumped off the bed to run to their cousin.

Aarushi - I dotor.

Arshi - Me too dotor. Bhai nush.

Akshay - No. I'm not nurse. I'll be the doctor. You both are my nurses.

Arshi, Aarushi - No no no. We dotor. You nush.

Akshay - Massiiiiiiii

Khushi - All of you three of doctors. Please be my good babies and don't fight.

Arshi, Aarushi - Bhai nush!!!

They show him their tongues and run out fast laughing, having an annoyed Akshay run behind them while complaining about his little sisters.

Khushi moved to the bed to pick up the scattered equipment when she was suddenly pulled by her shameless of a husband on top of him.

Arnav - So, our little doctors will be busy with Mami's operation for a while. How about we use the opportunity to spend some quality time together?

Khushi - Shameless Mishter Laizada, leave me. Now! I got work.

She pouted imitating their offsprings, making him chuckle at her childish expression.

Arnav - They got their cuteness all from you.

Khushi - I know. They're my daughters after all, mine more.

Arnav - Excuse me!? They're mine more! Saw their anger!? All mine!

Khushi - They were in my womb for nine months!

Arnav - Still mine more.

Khushi - No! Bad Laizada.

And Tom & Jerry's endless argument went on and on...

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