May 5, 2010 (Alternate Reality)
Suburbs of Ironton City, Ohio, Federal Republic of America
Stavinsky Family House
The sound of yells come from the NFL Stadium 3 blocks from us. I laugh at the profanity being yelled with megaphones. It was like "Yes! Take that you assholes!", "Go back to Indianapolis!", "Damn It, NO!". But the funniest was my little twin brother, yelling from the game room window jokingly to "Keep It Down!". We are nothing alike. We're fraternal twins. It's sad really, but funny.
"Ethan Joseph Stravinsky! How much do I have to remind you to use toilet paper!" said our little sister, Anna. "Either that or you should quit drinking toilet water." said Eli as he walked in slowly. She marches out in a huff. "SHE STARTED IT MOM!" he yelled, as she probabbly was going to tell on us. My brother, just like I am, smart, cunning, slightly shorter hair than mine. He laughed as he heard her whine. "Mommy! Eli said to stop drinking TOI-LET WATER, EWWWW. Get them in trouble, NOW" he mimiked in a high piched voice. "You're younger than me, It's normal for that." I say, sarcasticly. He looks at me, sternly.
"By 5 seconds, Ethan, 5 seconds." he says. "So? Who gives a damn?"I reply. He nods in agreement. "I just hate having a little prissy brat for a sister."
I sit at the desks for Eli and I, looking at our computers. Touch screen, all advanced from the labs at the Federation National Institue for Sciences. He sits at his. "Computer One!" I say directing it to his, "Access desktop authorization Stravinsky Alpha One." it beeps and starts up. He laughs. "Ya hear Anthony, Anthony Banditsa, is getting married?" he says. "Damn. Another classmate, I still can't believe that the Stephens administration allowed that, worser yet, makes it manditory before 25." I say. "Hey read this odd message." he says
It states:
Dear Elijah Stravinsky,