An: The characters belong ta Kate Constable.

Okay,

here it goes:

Mica-Marna walked down the hall of her home on a random island. She was quiet so that she wouldn't bother her parents. She did not want them to know what she was up to until the last minute.

"What are you doing, M&M?" Mica-Marna jerked. She turned around to look at 11-year old Xania.

The girl flipped her mother's hair out of her face. She was a mini-Keela in looks and a mini-Tonno in personality. She was a bit headstrong and didn't know how to keep her mouth shut sometimes.

"Um, you know, just walking in my house." Mica-Marna winced internally.

Xania eyed her with the look. "Why are you being so sneaky then?"

Darn her. "I didn't want to bother my mother or father."

"Auntie Calwyn is outside with Uncle Darrow."

"Wellll." Mica-Marna flipped her two waist-length braids behind her. "You caught me."

She turned and continued to walk. She was told that she had her father's stride, and her mother's voice. The only things that she had inheirted from her mom was the ability to sing everything and her dark hair. She had her father's eyes and hawk face and nose and ect... She was proud of both her parents, which gave her the backbone to walk away from Keela's daughter with her head up high.

"What did I catch?"

Mica-Marna nearly jumped. She hated when the girl would speed up. "I am going to go cook."

Xania smirked. "Oh, and you didn't ask me if I wanted to help?"

Mica-Marna did a double take. "What?"

"You heard me."

"W-why would you want to h-help me?"

Xania rolled her eyes. "Does it matter?"

"Um.."

"No, it doesn't matter."

"But..."

"Come on, ninny!"