Family of 13 cards

Little Felix looked at Fyodor with his huge eyes, pleading. "Wasabi 🥺," he said quietly, childishly, pointing his finger at the green lump on the plate. Fyodor frowned and asked incredulously, "Felix, are you sure you want to try this? It's really, really hot." Little Felix nodded confidently and rapidly. Fyodor sighed, picked up a tiny drop of wasabi on the tip of his stick, and handed it to Felix. The little boy immediately licked it off.

For the first second, Felix simply chewed, trying to appreciate the taste. But the next moment, his eyes widened to the size of tea saucers. His face instantly turned crimson, and a soft squeak escaped his mouth.

Fyodor panicked and grabbed a glass of water, but Kuromaku intercepted his hand just in time: "That's 78 percent irrational! Water will only make the spiciness worse! We need sugar or milk!" Dante, with his characteristic calm, handed Felix an open carton of milk and philosophically remarked, "He who knows fire must be prepared for fire. "

Felix began waving his hands around his mouth, trying to "blow out" the fire, and began jumping comically in place. The rest of the clones came running into the kitchen at the noise. Umbrella, seeing Felix crying, almost burst into tears himself with fright. Romeo shouted, "Fyodor, why did you poison our sun?!" Romeo asked, and Vara began laughing loudly, pointing at the baby's red face.

Felix took a few long gulps of milk, exhaled heavily, and plopped down into a chair. Tears were still rolling down his cheeks, but he had already recovered. Looking at the green paste, he shook his small fist at it and said in an offended tone, "Plyakhoy wasyabi! We won't work anymore!" The whole family laughed with relief.