Excuse me Sir? Ma'am could you-? Little boy, where is- AGHH! Can anyone speak any English here?!" Kevin yelled to no one in particular. A group of people shied away from her, giving her weird looks.

Well Kevin, since we are in Germany I suspect most of them speaks German," explained her twin brother Bock, the way a person would tell a child why we don't eat boggers.The two siblings flew out to Germany to visit there older cousin, Aiden, for the summer from Ireland. But of course their said cousin was yet to be seen. The two Irish twins have been stranded in this German airport for two hours since their plan landed. They had expected their cousin to be late, because it was Aiden. He was the king of lateness, but two hours were all Kevin could take.

She began by passing or looking at souvenir shops in the terminal. But being the twin that got their mother's Irish temper she started asking random people, or tried anyway, how to get a rental car. Or anything for that matter. But of course she forgot one tiny detail; no one spoke English let alone Gaelic. This had pissed her off to no extent.

But of course her loving bother just leaned against the wall of the airport and watched his redheaded sister in her attempts of getting them to where they wanted to be. And that certainly isn't in this airport. He knew his cousin was going to be late, and it looked like he was going to remain late for a few more hours. And watching his impatient sister was quite entertaining. He just had to calm her down if she blows up.

See Kevin was like a bomb. She had a pretty long count down but when she blows she made nuclear bombs look like fire crackers. The only people in history that could clam her down was him, his father, and her best friend Bridget. But since their father and Bridget weren't there it would be up to him if she was set off.

"Ugh if Aiden ever shows his face here I swear I will shove my foot so far up his arss that …"she went on and on about what she would do to the poor boy if he was to show himself without a good explanation. Breck felt sorry for his unfortunate cousin just by what he was hearing from the hotheaded girl in front of him. He had only been on the receiving end of one of Kevin's blow ups and made sure he was never in that place again. After she was done with his he never looked at another one of her dolls again. All he did was given it a hair cut but of course it was on her favorite doll. Mind you she was only two went she blew up. Granted over the last 16 years she has been about to perfect it. Just thinking about what she did still sent shivers down his spine. Poor, poor Aiden.

"Hey Kevin calm down," he called over to the pacing girl. She let out a very annoyed huff and walked back to her brother. "I'm sure he is just held up in traffic right now," reasoned Breck, hoping this would calm her down. She gave out a disbelieving and very un-ladylike snort.

"Yeah and I am the bloody queen of England," she sneered, in her Irish accent. "He is probably out snogging or bedding some hooker right off the streets!" they both broke into laughter.

"Ha good one," Breck breathed wiping a tear from his eye, running his hand through his thick honey brown hair. They may be twins but they looked nothing alike. "So what do you want to do?" he asked her.

"Let's get something to eat," Kevin suggested.

"Well little sister how are we going to order if can't understand German?" he asked with amusement flickering in his brilliant green eyes. That was the only part of the twins that looked anything alike.

"Damn it all to hell and back again!" She groaned. "Then what, my dear twin, are we going to do? Oh I know! We can sit here with our heads up our arses or oh we could play in traffic!" she said. Her brother just laughed and she shot him a glare, but he ignored it. She soon too chuckled and shook her red waves that went down to the middle of her back. They cascade around her face in long layers. It border her elegant pale face. The combination of her flawless pale skin and her deep red hair made her deep emerald eyes stand out, along with her pretty, plump, dewy lips. She was a sight for any man but with her large family that was a force to be reckoned with, no man got a chance.

"Hey I am going to get us some water, try not to kill anyone while I am gone," Breck told Kevin as he got up.

"Ok take your time," she said, and with that he walks away, leaving her to her own devices. "Hum. What to do, what to do?" she muttered to herself. "I've got it!" She pulled out her notebook and ipod and begun to write a new song for her band.

"Thank you!" Bill's voice rang out through that audience. He and the band took another bow and headed off the stage. After putting everything away, the boys walked out to the rental car waiting for them.

"That was the best concert ever! I say that was my all time best!" exclaimed Tom. He was bouncing, not walking, towards the rental car. He was still trying but not succeeding in getting off the high the concert put him in. Not that he minded.

"I agree but hurry up so we can get to the plane on time." Shouted Bill from the door of the car.

"Yeah Tom hurry up or you will get mobbed but those psycho paths!" agreed Georg, pointing to the group of screaming girls trying to get past the barrier.

"Okay I am coming!" and he ran the rest of the way to the car.

All the way to the airport the boy laughed and had a good time. Occasionally making jokes at the other's expense. Mostly Tom making fun of Georg and Bill. Gustav would just sit back and watch the show. But Tom wasn't going to let him off that easily.

"Hey Gustav when was that last time you had a girl?" Tom asked with a smirk. He knew very well that Gustav had a girl he was after back in Germany.

"Well Tom, let's just say I am not in danger of any S.T.D.'s, unlike a certain guitarist we all know and love." Gustav replied with a grin that matched Tom's. Everyone in that band laughed at the look on Tom's face. He looked like he just got smacked.

"Hey at least I get some! Unlike any of you!" he yelled laughing.

"Oh then explain why you haven't been caught snogging in the newspapers?" Bill question with a raised eyebrow. They pulled up to the airport and Tom was still trying to explain his recent decline in action the last few weeks.

"Hey I haven't had enough time! We have been so packed lately!" he tried explaining while walking into the airport of Canada.

"That's never stopped you before!" laughed Georg.

"Well, uh, I have been really tired lately I-"he was cut off by the boys surprised expressions.

"Did you hear that? Tom Kaulitz, the sex god, player of the world has no energy to entertain a lady!" gasped Bill. All three broke into laughter as they were going thought that security. Tom was trying to make up a come back but couldn't.

"Shut up Bill. It's not like you would be able to even get a girl in bed." He mocked back.

"No, you're right. I would actually have a relationship with her first. But of course you wouldn't know anything about that."

"Ooh Burn. He has got you there!" laughed Georg. Tom was fed up with this blow to his manhood. He was going to prove them all wrong.

"Fine! I will show you guys that I can have a normal relationship with a girl! In fact I will get a girl's number at the Hamburg airport! She will fall so madly in love with me and, and" he was drawling a blank here.

"And we get to pick the girl!" finished Bill. "Don't worry little brother she won't be ugly or anything. In fact let make it a competition," he offerd.

"Ok fine. Here are the rules. She can't be ugly, she isn't a crazy fan, and Georg and Gustav picks her out" Said Tom.

"OK shake on it," Bill stuck his right hand out and shook Tom's. "Let the best twin win."