{#Trois}

Gustave is big on pictures he has several of his loved ones at work as well as framed picutres at home. Though his wife was seeing a reoccurring theme with his newly framed pictures. It had started roughly three days ago with the first tube of toothpaste was placed on a portrait of herself. Of course Y/n assumed that maybe one of their daughters had misplaced the thing, even though it was highly unlikely. Now it was just plain mean. Everywhere she went there was some sort of toothpaste brand next or on tol of many picture that she happened to be in. All the other pictures remained untouched.

Y/n picked up the most recent tube sighing deeply. Her elder daughter of sixteen chuckled while doing her calculus exercises. "Find another one Mère?" Her daughter smiled up at her pencil tucked behind her dark hair. Y/n ruffled her hair frowning at the object in her hand.

"Do you know who's been doing this Vivi?" She shook her head smirking.

"Even if I did Mère I wouldn't tell you. This is far to entertaining to watch!" The woman groaned poking her daughters nose before carrying on. Vivienne took after her aunt who gave herself that title. Emmanuelle was a close friend to both Gustave and Y/n. She had moved closer to them over the summer taking Vivienne under her wing during that time.

Y/n sighed heading back into the living room clearly defeated, then she saw it. The last unclaimed picture in the entire household. She smiled sitting down placing the image on the table next to the armchair she chose to sit in. Now all she had to do was wait .

Gustave opened the door of his home to find the toaster in pieces. "Mon dieu." His voice had trailed off before picking back up again after realizing the culprit. "Vivienne clean this up please!" His words echoed through out the house though he got the response he desired. Yet unknowingly he had woken up the person that he had been playing the so called harmless prank on.

Y/n's eyes snapped open at the shout. She glanced around finding herself hugging the framed picture like it was her husband. Gustave walked in whistling tossing a tube of toothpaste up in the air and catching it in his right hand. He pointed it at the spot where the picture was before turning and facing his wife. Realization hit both of them hard. "Mon amour I didn't expect to see you here."

"I live here Gustave." He smiled sheepishly before getting tackled by his wife. "Is this some sort of subtle hint that I need to brush my teeth more often?!"