"Boys! This is the third maid this week that's quit!" shrieked an understandably angry Yuzuha. "What am I going to do with you!"

The sixteen-year old boys simply give her a guilty look.

"Oh no!" she shouted. "You've pulled that on me before! I'm not falling for it again!" she threw up her hands and turned away so as to not be swayed by her own sons' charming looks. "You know what? I don't have time for this! How about you boys pick you own goddamn maid! Kaoru," she said, obviously pointing at the wrong twin, "why don't you put an ad up in the newspaper? And Hikaru," she added, still pointing at the wrong twin, "you can ask around at school. Have fun." Yuzuha walked out of the room without a second glance at her sons.

The two gingers turned to look at each other, high-fiving the second their neglectful mother left the room. They had gotten exactly what they had wanted.

"Kendall, get your fat ass up and read this!" shouted Laura, her brash roommate.

"Mahhhh," grumbled Kendall, still trying to sleep. "AAAH!" she screamed once she was finally awake and noticed a newspaper ungracefully held in front of her nose. "What the hell, Laura? Gerroff me!" her roommate was straddling her, obviously really wanting her to read whatever was on the crinkled newspaper.

Kendall snatched it out of her roommate's hands and read it at her usual speedy rate while sitting on the edge of the bed and running her hand through her cropped, mangled hair.

"2 maids…" she read aloud, then caught herself. "What is this, S&M? Why the hell would I want to be a maid?"

"KEEP READING!" shouted Laura, thrusting the paper ungraciously into her friend's face.

"Full time…watch 2 red-headed, mischievous twins…must be patient," Kendall snorted. "Well, obviously you wouldn't want this job, Laura-"

"SHUDDUP, KENDALL!"

"Yeah, yeah," said Kendall as she kept on reading. "Nanny…one hundred dollars an hour and weekends off…" her eyes continued down the page, but she suddenly cut herself off, doing a double take. "ONE HUNDRED DOLLARS AN HOUR AND WEEKENDS OFF! That's…that's…." Kendall struggled to count on her fingers.

"Twelve hundred dollars a DAY!" cried her math-loving friend.

"That's-"

"SIX THOUSAND DOLLARS A WEEK!"

Both girls squealed in delight at their new-found fortune.

"KEEP READING!" clamored Laura. "IT GETS BETTER!"

Kendall returned her eyes to the paper, doubtful as to how it could get better. "Board and food will be provided-woah, free food? I can see why you're interested, Laura."

"Don't be so potsy!' cried Laura, retaking possession of the now very crinkled newspaper. Oh how she loved her olden-day insults. "Don't you see what this means? FREE food and board, one hundred dollars an hour, and weekends off, all just to babysit some kids? We can finally pay off our student loans!"

Both girls' eyes traveled to a dusty, undisturbed corner of their apartment where student debt loans slowly collected. Art, after all, was an expensive area of study.

"Plus we get to work together!"

"Where do I sign up?" asked Kendall, flashing her 'I'm-up-to-no-good' grin.