"The best family memories are usually the ones nobody planned."

It was a peaceful Sunday afternoon at Rathore Mansion.

The weather was pleasant.

The garden smelled of fresh roses.

Most of the family had decided to stay home after Aadhya's recovery.

She still wasn't allowed to do much.

According to her six brothers...

She was under "Princess Treatment."

Just after lunch...

The doorbell rang.

Vivaan rushed to open it.

"Siya!"

"Kiara!"

The two girls entered carrying several colourful shopping bags.

Aadhya smiled brightly.

"You two came!"

Siya hugged her carefully.

"Of course."

"We missed you."

Kiara dramatically held up the bags.

"And today..."

"We have a mission."

Aadhya looked curious.

"What mission?"

Kiara grinned.

"A proper girls' spa day."

Within minutes...

Aadhya's room had transformed into a mini beauty salon.

The bed was covered with bottles, brushes, nail paints, hair oils, face masks, fluffy headbands, and skincare products.

Siya tied Aadhya's hair into a tiny bun.

"There."

"Perfect."

Kiara handed her a pink headband.

"No escaping."

Aadhya giggled.

"I've never done anything like this."

Siya smiled.

"Then today is your first."

The girls carefully applied cooling face masks to each other's faces.

Kiara painted Siya's nails.

Aadhya gently oiled Kiara's hair.

Soft music played in the background.

Laughter filled the room.

Unfortunately...

That laughter attracted someone.

The bedroom door slowly creaked open.

Vivaan peeked inside.

His eyes immediately widened.

"What..."

"...are you all doing?"

Kiara smiled mysteriously.

"Top-secret girls' meeting."

Vivaan stepped inside anyway.

"Your faces are green."

Siya nodded proudly.

"Beauty."

Vivaan blinked.

"It looks like spinach."

The girls burst into laughter.

Aadhya smiled.

"It's a face mask."

Vivaan tilted his head.

"Does it work?"

"Yes."

"Hmm..."

He walked closer.

"Can I try?"

The girls looked at each other.

Then...

An evil smile spread across Kiara's face.

"Absolutely."

Five minutes later...

Vivaan sat proudly on a chair.

A bright green face mask covered his entire face.

Only his eyes and mouth were visible.

He looked into the mirror.

"I look like an alien."

Siya nodded.

"A handsome alien."

Vivaan accepted the compliment.

"Thank you."

Just then...

Advik entered the room carrying a bowl of popcorn.

"What is going on in—"

He stopped.

Looked at Vivaan.

Then burst into uncontrollable laughter.

"What happened to you?"

Vivaan pointed dramatically.

"It's skincare."

Advik laughed even harder.

"You look like a green potato."

Kiara folded her arms.

"Would you like to say that again?"

Advik smirked.

"I'd never put that goo on my face."

Three girls looked at each other.

Vivaan quietly stood up.

"Oh no..."

Advik took one careful step backward.

"No."

Another.

"No."

Then all four of them charged.

"Aah!"

Five minutes later...

Advik sat beside Vivaan.

His face completely covered with an even brighter green mask.

He stared into the mirror.

"I regret every decision I've ever made."

Vivaan patted his shoulder.

"Welcome."

The laughter echoed through the mansion.

Vihaan followed the sound upstairs.

"What happened now?"

He opened the door.

Saw two green-faced brothers.

Stopped walking.

Slowly closed the door.

"I've seen enough."

Before he could escape...

Advik shouted,

"Get him!"

"No!"

Too late.

Three minutes later...

Vihaan was sitting beside them.

A cooling face mask neatly spread across his face.

He sighed dramatically.

"I walked into a trap."

Downstairs...

Aryaveer looked up from his laptop.

"Why is everyone shouting?"

Rudransh looked over the top of his book.

"I'm afraid to find out."

Aryaveer sighed.

"I'll check."

The eldest brother entered the room.

"What exactly is—"

Everyone turned toward him.

Siya smiled sweetly.

"Perfect timing."

Aryaveer immediately sensed danger.

"No."

Kiara nodded confidently.

"Yes."

"I'm going back to work."

Aadhya looked at him hopefully.

"Please?"

Aryaveer looked at her hopeful face.

Then at everyone else.

He sighed.

"I've already lost."

A few moments later...

The future chairman of Rathore Industries sat quietly beside his younger brothers...

Wearing a perfectly applied green face mask.

Advik looked at him proudly.

"Welcome to the club, Bhai."

Aryaveer shook his head.

"If anyone from the board sees these photos..."

"I'm resigning."

Meanwhile...

Rudransh remained downstairs in the library.

Peacefully reading his novel.

Far away from the chaos.

Aadhya quietly walked in carrying a small bottle of warm coconut oil.

"Dove?" he asked.

She smiled.

"Bhaiya..."

"Hm?"

"Can I oil your hair?"

He looked surprised.

"My hair?"

She nodded.

"You always take care of everyone."

"Today let me take care of you."

Rudransh smiled softly.

"Alright."

He sat down.

Aadhya gently poured a little oil into her hands.

Slowly...

She began massaging his scalp.

The room remained comfortably silent.

Rudransh closed his eyes.

"You're good at this."

She giggled.

"I used to oil my own hair."

After a few peaceful minutes...

He smiled.

"I think I understand why people pay for this."

Just then...

Footsteps approached.

Veeransh entered the library carrying a file.

He stopped.

Looked at Rudransh.

Then at Aadhya.

Then quietly decided to leave.

"I'll come later."

Before he could escape...

Aadhya gently caught his wrist.

He looked back.

She smiled hopefully.

"Please?"

He already knew where this was going.

"No."

"Please?"

"No."

"Just once?"

He sighed.

"You all planned this."

Advik appeared from nowhere.

"We absolutely did."

Vivaan pointed dramatically.

"Mission Capture Veeransh is a success."

Veeransh looked around.

Every exit was blocked.

He sighed in defeat.

"...Fine."

Five minutes later...

The impossible had happened.

Veeransh Rathore—

The quietest.

Most serious.

Most disciplined brother—

Sat silently in the chair.

A cucumber face mask neatly covered his face.

Thin cucumber slices rested over his closed eyes.

Complete silence filled the room.

Then...

Vivaan peeked at him.

Burst out laughing.

"Oh my God!"

Advik laughed so hard he almost fell off the sofa.

"Someone take a picture!"

Vihaan couldn't stop laughing.

Even Aryaveer removed his own cucumber slices just to see.

The moment he looked at Veeransh...

He laughed too.

Rudranssh chuckled softly.

"I never thought I'd see this day."

Veeransh removed one cucumber slice.

"I can still hear all of you."

That only made everyone laugh harder.

Kiara immediately grabbed her phone.

"No one move!"

"Family photo!"

Siya quickly joined her.

Within minutes...

Dozens of photographs were taken.

One serious pose.

One funny pose.

One where everyone pretended to meditate.

One where Advik crossed his eyes.

One where Vivaan wore two extra cucumber slices like glasses.

One where Aadhya stood in the middle, laughing so hard that her smile became the most beautiful part of every picture.

After washing off the face masks...

Everyone gathered in the living room.

Kiara began scrolling through the photos.

"Oh..."

"My..."

"God."

She turned the screen around.

Everyone looked.

The room exploded with laughter again.

Advik looked like a confused frog.

Vivaan resembled a tiny superhero made of cucumber.

Vihaan looked deeply offended by life.

Aryaveer somehow still looked dignified.

Rudransh had smiled in almost every picture.

And Veeransh...

Despite trying to stay serious...

Had been caught smiling in one candid photo while Aadhya laughed beside him.

Aadhya stared at that picture for a long moment.

Then quietly saved it as one of her favourites.

Because it wasn't just a funny photograph.

It was proof.

That the brother who had once kept everyone at a distance...

Could now smile without fear.

And that somewhere between face masks, hair oil, and endless laughter...

The Rathore Mansion had become the happiest home she had ever known.

To Be Continued...