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We had such potential, such promise. But we squandered our gifts, our intelligence. Our blind pursuit of technology only led us quicker to our doom. Our world is ending. But life must go on.
And so it will.
A fast sound of clicking woke 7 from her sleep. A bit groggy she looked around, trying to find the source of her awakening. At first sight, the library seemed empty. She smiled when she found it...or them. A bit further of her sleeping place, as always surrounded by books, were 3 and 4, the Twins. Her smile faded when she noticed that they weren't acting like usual. Not playful or curious. They were angry. They were arguing with each other. 7 jumped out of her bed and ran over to the Twins. They saw her coming, but didn't stop their argument and even started to push one another.
"Hey, hey, hey, what's going on here?" 7 asked. "Why are you fighting?"
The Twins' eyes began flashing and clicking in an synchronized way, as both rapidly told what happened. 4 probably didn't agree what her brother said, because she stopped 'talking' and gave him a hard push, which make him fall on the ground. 3 angrily shook his head, jumped up and pushed his sister back, who painfully fell on the floor. 4 would've jumped back at him, if 7 didn't come between them, grabbing them by their hoods and pulled them away from each other.
"now, is that a way to behave." 7 said, trying to keep the fighting siblings apart. "you're brother and sister for heaven's sake."
The Twins released themselves from 7's grip and turned away from each other, arms crossed. Just by they way they were standing gave away their gender. 3 had his arms tightly crossed against his body, looking angry at the ground, while 4 had her her arms loosely crossed, her head tilted slightly in the air, her eyes closed in an uncaring way.
"I could say 'act your own age', but since you're already doing that..." 7 mumbled '9, can you come here, please?
She smiled when she saw 9 approaching, the last one who had awoke, the one who saved them after, unintentionally, awoke something awful. The one who hopefully would try to fix this 'little problem'.
"What's wrong with 3 and 4?" 9 asked when he saw the siblings.
"I don't know, they're having an argument." 7 sighed. "I've seen them fight before, but never having one as bad as this."
"Maybe there isn't a real reason." 9 said, looking at 3 and 4. "After all, they're still brother and sister. I don't know how it went with the humans, but I know sibling sometimes fought without reason."
With this statement the Twins didn't agree, because they ran to 9, stopped in front of him and started flashing and clicking with their eyes again. Each telling their own story.
"wow, easy, easy." 9 said, waving his hand in calming way. "I'm not with you for long enough to understand your 'code-language'."
4 rolled her eyes, turned over to 7 and began her story. While 4 was talking, 7 sometimes added a nod or a 'is that so' between it. After 4 had stopped, 7 walked over to 9. Both Twins had turned their back to each other again.
"so?" 9 asked.
7 giggled. "It's something silly. Apparently, 3 was searching for 4 earlier. And when he found her, he saw that she was playing with a doll she had made out of old rags."
"Really?" 9 said, looking at the young girl with a soft smile. 4 just turned away her head in an embarrassed way.
"Really. And apparently HE..." she said, giving 3 a stern look "found it very funny and decided to tease her with it."
9 started to understand what happened. "and the teasing became less innocent as it went and..."
4 ran toward them and showed them the remains of the doll she'd made. Ripped in two. 9 didn't need more explanation, he knew what happened. 3 and 4 started fighting, pulling the doll as it went and... If she could, 4 would probably stand in front him in tears.
"3? Can you come here?" 9 asked rather loudly.
3 walked over to them, arms on his back, eyes looking at the ground. He didn't make eye-contact with his sister, nor 7 or 9. 9 had is arms crossed and gave 3 a stern, yet calm look.
"3?" 9 said, arms crossed, tapping with his feed.
3 slowly looked up, having something of regret in his eyes. Maybe he finally realized what his actions had caused for his sister.
"Now 3, to avoid me trying to translate your code-language, I'll go straight to the point." 9 said "Apologize to your sister. Now." He kept speaking calmly.
3 gave 7 an asking look. 7 just shook her head and gave him a stern look. "We're waiting, 3 and so is your sister."
3 gave a silent sigh and turned over to 4, still with her arms crossed. 3's eyes gave three flashing clicks, which would, hopefully, translate to 'I'm sorry'. 3 waited for his sister to respond. For a minute, 4 did nothing. Then she smiled and hugged her brother, who happily returned the hug.
7 smiled at the twins. "4, show me those parts again, would you dear?" she asked.
4 walked over to 7, holding the two parts in front of her and looking at it with a sad face. She gave 7 an asking look. 7 took the two parts and looked at them. "I think I can fix it."
4's face lighted up and she threw her arms around 7. 7 giggled. She looked at 3, who had ran of to retrieve needle and thread.
"you guys go and play." 7 said. "I'll fix it."
The Twins ran of toward their lift and went to one of the higher levels, probably to finish some cataloging.
"They really amaze me sometimes." 9 said, looking at the shelf where the Twins went out of sight. "First their wont...eh...say a word to each other and now they're having fun together."
"You were pretty amazing to, 9" 7 said, already preparing to fix 4's doll."You really behaved like a father."
"Says the mother who's gonna sew the doll together." 9 chuckled.
There came an awkward silence. Did they just described themselves as the Twin's parents? Yes, they did. And why wouldn't they? The Twins didn't had anyone else. Not anymore.
9 sighed. "I wish 2 or 5 were here. Even 6 would have find a way."
"8 would've probably lifted them in the air 'till they would have made up to escape." 7 giggled.
9 chuckled "And 1 would lectured them of being irresponsible, childish and... " 9 sighed. "I miss them."
"So do I. So very much." 7 said with a sad look on her face. "Even thou we didn't agree sometimes, I really do miss them."
It has been six months after the Final Battle. All this time, it had been 9, 7 and the twins. They had made some 'chambers' in the Twins' Library. Nothing more as some beds for 7 and 9 and even a bunk for the twins. From the moment they had received their 'surprise', there was a playful battle for who would sleep in the top bed.
Six months it had been quiet. No Beasts, no Machines. Just the four Stitchpunks. But not for long.
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