Telepoomotion!

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Chapter 1

Violet's POV

My cousin, Christiana, and me, are thirteen years old girls who live with our horrible guardians who decided to adopt us, though I have no idea why. Both my parents, and hers, died in a car crash on the highway, so we were sent to live with them and their two daughters. And we are treated like trash.

"Violin!" I heard my 'step-sisters' calling and giggling stupidly.

I gritted my teeth. I absolutely hate that nickname. Ever since Arrabette and Merralette found out I loved music, they'd started calling me 'violin'. They are so annoying.

"Violin! Come here at once and make my bed!"

Gosh. Who do they think they are? Princesses?

"And Christmas Tree! Make our breakfast!"

Yes. You guessed it. Christmas Tree is what they have been calling Christiana ever since they found out that she loved Christmas.

"I want scrambled eggs and bacon with toast!" Arrabette shouted.

"I want sausages and barbeque sauce! On the glass plate, of course! And make mine first!" Merralette yelled.

"What? No way! Make mine first! I'm better than her anyway!"

"Hey! Idiot! I'm much better than you!"

"Shut up, you pig!"

"Whaat? What did you just call me? You fatty!"

"Whhaaaaaatt?"

And they argued like that for so long that Christiana and I didn't even have to do our jobs. They completely forgot. Sheesh. Honestly, sometimes I think that Arrabette and Merralette are like Cinderella's step-sisters, and Christiana and I are Cinderella.

And all that time, our 'mother' and 'father' stayed in bed, and didn't wake up until noon. Yeah, they managed to sleep through the noisy argument.

Christiana's POV

My goodness. I can't believe Violet and I can even survive in this hellhole. Every day, all the time, we're ordered around. It's so unfair. Just because we're not Mr and Mrs Potette's real children.

Aaah … anyway, got to go wash the clothes now.

Arrabette's POV

I can't believe it. Who do they think they are? They never come at once when I ask them to help me do something. They're always late! And so annoying and stupid!

Except … I would never admit it … but Violet and Christiana are really pretty.

THAT'S WHY I HATE THEM! Making them do chores would probably make them ugly? Yes!

But I'm actually a really really hardworking person …

"Hey! Violet! Christiana! Get me my nail polish at once!"

Merralette's POV

Hmph! Why are Violet and Christiana so damn lazy? They don't ever come instantly when I ask them to assist me in something. So LAZY!

Except … I would never admit it … but Violet and Christiana are really pretty.

THAT'S WHY I HATE THEM! Making them do chores would probably make them ugly? Yes!

But I'm actually a really really hardworking person …

"Hey! Violet! Christiana! Get me my face powder immediately!"

Mr and Mrs Potette's POV

Our daughters are simply wonderful. They are the light that shines in this world, and nothing can compare to them. They are fit to be princesses. Violet and Christiana, however … make perfect servants! After all, that's the only reason we decided to adopt them!

Late in the evening …

Violet's POV

"Finally we're done with our chores!" I stretched happily while Christiana did the same.

"Yeah! Time for Fushigiboshi no Futagohime!" she grinned at me and we both flopped down on the couch in our tiny bedroom, in the attic. You see what I mean when I say we are just like Cinderella?

My favourite cousin flipped open the laptop and inserted a disc. I grabbed the earphones and plugged it into the wireless, handing one side of the earphones to Christiana.

"What episode do you want to watch?" I asked.

"Er, how about episode 13? I love that one!" Christiana looked excited.

I agree with her. I love episode 13! It's so funny!

10 minutes later …

We were halfway through the episode when we heard a sudden zapping sound and a tap on the window. We looked at each other, eyes wide open. I quickly clicked the pause button and we scrambled to our feet and ran to the window.

"Should we take a look?" Christy (my nickname for her) grabbed the edge of the curtain.

"Uh, I suppose so …" I am kind of nervous.

"I'm a little scared though," she whispered.

"Same. Okay, let's just have a peek."

We separated the curtains a millimetre and were nearly blinded.

"Oh! Shoot! What was that?"

Both of us were lying sprawled out on the floor in shock.

"I have no idea! Quick! Let's get sunglasses!"

I crawled over to the shelf and grabbed two pairs of sunnies. We put them on and then carefully took another look.

"Oh my gosh … is this what I think it is?" Christy murmured.

"I-I think so …" I stuttered.

"POOMO'S BOX!"

Suddenly, the box opened and Poomo popped out. We are so shocked.

"P-p-p-Poomo?" we both stammered.

What is happening? We slid the window open and the box and Poomo flew into out attic bedroom. Drawing the curtains shut so no one would see them, we sat down on the floor and just stared at Poomo.

Christiana's POV

"Hey, Violet. I am dreaming, right?"

"If you are, then we're having the same dream."

"Pinch me."

Violet did pinch me, but not hard. And nothing happened, so I'm thinking this isn't a dream. But then what is this?

"Hello girls ~ pumo!" Poomo smiled happily.

We shrieked. "Yikes! Poomo talked! This isn't a dream after all!"

"Of course I can talk! Now, listen up! I was assigned by Princess Grace to come and pick you guys up. You two are very special people! So, get ready some of your things and we'll be off!"

"U-uh … What are you saying?"

"What do you mean? Go and get your clothing and other things ready!"

After many more questions, we finally began packing. But where did he want to take us?

30 minutes later …

"Okay! Are you two ready to go now?"

"Yeah we are!" I answered. "But where are you taking us?"

"Don't ask any more questions. My head is already spinning from all those questions you asked me earlier. Now, hold on tight to the handle of my box. We are going now!"

The handle? Does that mean he's going to do that?

We didn't understand what was going on, so we just grabbed our stuff and held on to the handle. Violet and I looked at each other, confused.

"Telepoomotion!"

There it is again. The zapping sound.

There was a sudden flash of light and we found ourselves falling. We screamed in fear. After about a minute, we saw the end of the tunnel. Another flash of bright white light. We blacked out.

Violet's POV

I could hear distant chattering and muffled talk. I sat up, opened my eyes and rubbed them blearily. When my eyesight cleared, I almost had a heart attack. Standing there, in front of me sitting on the floor, was Fine.

Thinking this was out of the world, I turned to my left, only to see Rein kneeling in front of a super-shocked Christiana.

"Hello. Where did you two come from?" Fine asked worriedly.

Rein also looked worried. "Are you two alright?"

"Uhh … Christiana … am I hallucinating and hearing things?"

"Umm … probably … but I then I am too …"

"If this is really happening … then that means …"

"THAT MEANS WE ARE IN THE FUSHIGIBOSHI NO FUTAGOHIME WORLD!"

Most of this chapter wasn't about FBNFH, but from now on, it will. And PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE REVIEW!