The 1st Day of the 7th Month: The "Nesting" Virus Installed[Author's POV]The calendar flipped to the seventh month, and the Watson mansion officially entered "Phase: Absolute Chaos." Jay had crossed the threshold from "Glowing Empress" to "General of the Interior Design Corps." In the medical world, the 7th month is the start of the third trimester. In Keifer's world, it was the day the "Nesting Instinct" hit Jay like a $1,000\%$ system-wide virus, and the entire family was about to be drafted into her army.
06:00 AM: The Wake-Up Call [Jay's POV]I sat bolt upright in bed. My "Double-Heir" cargo felt like a heavy anchor, but my brain was racing at $2,000\%$ CPU speed. I looked at the crown molding in our bedroom.It was dusty. Not "visible dust," but I knew it was there. It was a security threat to Alexander and Aurora's future respiratory systems."Keifer," I whispered, poking his shoulder. "Keifer, wake up. The air is 'Incompatible' with life."
[Keifer's POV]
I opened one eye. It was six in the morning. My "Internal Clock" usually didn't trigger for another hour, but the tone in Jay's voice was a "Level 1 Emergency."
"Status report?" I rasped, sitting up and reaching for her hand. "Are the twins okay? Is the 'Perimeter' breached?"
"The air vents, Keifer," she said, her eyes wide and intense. "I can smell the dust particles from 2024. If Alexander breathes in 'Legacy Dust,' his system will be compromised. We need to reorganize the entire West Wing. Today. By noon."
I.blinked. "Weify... the West Wing has forty rooms. And it's 6:00 AM."
"Are you saying my 'Architecture Logic' is flawed, Hubby?" She pouted, her lip trembling. "Do you want our Prince and Princess to live in a 'File-Corrupted' environment?"
I sighed, already reaching for my phone to cancel my 9:00 AM merger meeting. "1,000%. Calling the cleaning tactical team now. I'll get the ladder."
10:00 AM: The Garage Audit [Jay's POV]
By mid-morning, I had moved my command center to the 50-car garage. I was sitting in a specialized ergonomic chair that Keifer had ordered, holding a clipboard. Keifer, Keigan, and Bridget stood before me like soldiers at a briefing.
"The color coordination is a 'System Error'," I announced, pointing at the line of luxury vehicles. "The black SUVs are too close to the silver sports cars. It creates 'Visual Noise.' I want them rearranged by 'Shade Gradient'. Darkest to lightest."
"Jay," Bridget groaned, wiping grease from her forehead. "I am a security expert. I move people, not $500,000$ cars because they don't look 'Aesthetic' enough for a baby who can't even see color yet!""Bridget," I said, narrowing my eyes. "Do you want Aurora to grow up in a world of 'Randomized Data'?"Bridget looked at Keifer. Keifer looked at the ceiling. "Move the cars, Bridget," Keifer commanded. "Data suggests that if the Empress isn't satisfied, no one in this house will sleep for the next three months."
02:00 PM: The "Symmetry" Meltdown [Author's POV]The chaos reached its peak in the nursery. Jay was standing in the middle of the room, watching Keiran try to hang a painting of a golden lion (for Alexander) and a silver swan (for Aurora)."Left," Jay said.Keiran moved it a millimeter. "Here?""No! That's $2,000\%$ too far left! Now the swan looks like it's 'Glitching' out of the frame! My eyes are burning, Keiran!"
Jay suddenly burst into tears, covering her face. "Everything is wrong! The house is tilted! The twins are going to be born into a crooked world!"
[Keifer's POV]
I pushed past a terrified-looking Keiran and scooped Jay into my arms. Even at seven months, I didn't care about the physical strain; she was my "Primary Mission."
"Abort the mission!" I shouted to the squad. "Everyone out! The West Wing is under 'Maintenance Lockdown'!"
I carried her back to our room, ignoring her protests that the hallway rugs were "disrespectful to her ankles." I laid her down on the bed and pulled her into my lap, the same way I had in the car after the check-up."Listen to me, Jay," I murmured, my voice a $1,000\%$ grounding frequency. "The house is perfect. The air is $99.9\%$ pure. The cars are in a gradient. You've 'Optimized' everything. Now, the system needs a 'Cool-Down' period."