"Ha! In your face blondie! I beat you!" Phoebe bragged, winner sash across her front, dangling her medal in front of the ever scowling Cherry.

"We all know that I should have won that contest." Cherry jeered, throwing herself on the blue couch.

"You're just jealous-"

"Of you? Please, don't make me laugh. You only won because you flaunted your unnatural gorilla thighs and you know it."

In the midst of all the insults, Phoebe still maintained her smug smile as the pranced about back and forth, compelling Cherry to roll her eyes.

"Anyway, where's your brother?"

And Phoebe's mood instantly deflated as a scowl adorned her pretty features. Max, the one aspect of her competitive streak with Cherry she secretly feared. "How should I know? We may be twins but it doesn't mean we're attached to the hip."

Cherry rose an eyebrow at the vice in her rival, best friend's voice, but held her retort when Nora stepped into the living room.

"The two drag queens." Nora remarked, acknowledging the sash on Phoebe. "Oh, I see you finally managed to placate your feeble worth, not bad."

Phoebe growled. "Don't you have dark corner to get to?" she inquired displeased, staring down her younger sister of two years.

Nora ignored her, indignantly flicking her nose towards Cherry. "Any contingency of sorts? Because my chauvinist sister may have seemed to have won this round."

Cherry snorted, graciously eyeing her pink fingernails. "But not the next one."

Billy rushed into the scene, nearly bumping into Nora who zapped his feet. "Ouch!"

"Watch were you run you idiot!"

"Sorry." he apologized sheepishly, setting his sights on Phoebe and his blonde crush.

"What did you want Billy?"

"Nothing, I heard you guys and came down here for no reason at all." he said simply, toothily smiling at an annoyed Cherry as he made to sit next to her. "How are you doing Cherry?"

The blonde in question clicked her tongue in annoyance. Ever since a part of Billy matured, he discovered a rather illustrious fond of her which greatly set her off considered he pestered her at each chance he got.

"What do you want?"

"Nothing, just admiring your beauty that's all."

"That's cliché and old Billy, flattery won't get you anywhere with me." Cherry rebutted, placing one delicate leg over the other. "And you have this... brotherly vibe to you. I'll never look at you that way. Imagine the damage to my reputation if I were to go out with my best friend's little brother."

"I thought you didn't care-"

"Billy, just keep quiet. Cherry will never date you. End of story." Nora quipped bluntly.

"Pft, look who's talking. The goth wannabe who has a petty crush on her big brother."

"Yet this goth wannabe actually managed to kiss her crush, so ha!" Nora retorted shamelessly.

Phoebe pointedly frowned, knowing how her younger sister managed to pull off the scene of her imaginations, something even she couldn't find the courage to do considered the immorality behind such acts, but yet secretly desired.

"Nora... I don't think that's something to be proud of."

"Oh you're one to talk, since we all know of the small personal notes in your diary!" Nora jeered, surprising a flustered Phoebe who's eyes widened. "That's right! I know of all those embarrassing little skeletons you think you hide in your closet, so don't try and play innocent with me!"

An ever eager and curious Cherry, who entertained the idea to learn anything embarrassing or dirty about her bestie pulled Nora closer. "Embarrassing skeletons you say..."

Phoebe froze Cherry before the blonde could uncover any dirt on her, rounding on her sister who sported a smug smirk. "Nora, I swear if you tell anyone about-"

"What? About the indecisive feelings you have towards your own twin?"

Billy gasped dramatically.

Nora glared at him. "Don't act all surprised Billy, I know you knew about this."

Phoebe's mouth formed an 'O' in disbelief, an inquisitive expression etched on her face. "Billy! You knew?!"

"...Its kind of obvious you know."

"W-what?"

"You know, the way you look away when he catches you looking at him at dinner, or when you sometimes offer to wash his clothes or clean his lair, or that time at the beach when you pretended to-"

"Alright I get it! I get it!" Phoebe yelled, furiously clutching her hair, composing herself to glare at her two siblings. "If Max hears a word of this, I swear by my cape I'll make both your lives a living hell. Do you understand?"

"Idle threats won't work on me Phoebe." Nora said with mirth. "But don't worry, I won't tell him."

"Seriously?"

"Yes, I want to win his heart fairly. Its only fair for a beautiful young maiden such as myself to do so, isn't it?" Nora whispered dreamily. "Then later, I'lI swoop him off his feet and claim the ultimate prize."

Phoebe and Billy traded a confused glance.

"What ultimate prize?"

Nora's face reddened, disregarding their anticipated expressions, turning her back to them, clearing her throat. "His virginity of course, what did you think I was referring to?"