...based on a description by my husband:
So, Michael goes to give the twins some candy from their Halloween pumpkin bucket. Swedish Fish. Kind of like Gummi Bears, but fish. Four for Ethan and four for Luka.
Ethan says... "Ooooh! Fish! Four fish! Red!"
He lines them up in a perfect row like little soldiers before the firing squad and picks up the first victim between a finger and a thumb and puts half in his mouth and slides it back out again, examining it.
"Mmmm! Yummy! Oooh, shiney! And RED!"
When Michael lays the four red Swedish Fish on the table in front of Luka, Luka scoops all four up and shoves them all in his mouth at the same time and begins to chew. With open mouth full of fish jelly, and red slime oozing down his chin he forces out the barely discernible words, "More Fish!???"
Daddy tells him to finish what he is eating.
He works his way through the mouthful of sticky red fish goo and swallows it all down whole. He then looks over at Ethan who is half way through his first fish (admiring it in all its wet, shiny, red splendor) and he spies the little row of three remaining fish. He scoops them up and stuffs them in his mouth.
Ethan commences with the "injustice cry" which we all know and love so well.
That's our boys. In a nutshell.