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Momoko's POV

"Hey, mom! We're going out!" One of my daughters shouted.

"Alright, be back soon." I replied, and then they shut the door.

It's been about 16 years since Brick disappeared. I have always had hope that he would return, but he never did. I have 16 year old twin daughters, Mai and Momoka. Mai is most like Brick, but she has inherited my eye color, and Momoka is like me, but she had inherited Brick's eye color. Mai likes to wear her red/orange hair in a low ponytail, and a red ribbon headband, and usually wears a red off-shoulder shirt with a cracked black heart, and black skinny jeans, with red and black boots. Momoka wears her long hair down, with a red bow tied to the side of her head, and normally wears a red and pink spaghetti strapped dress, with a red heart on the top in the middle, and light pink dress shoes. I don't wear my big red bow anymore, but I still have my ankle length hair.

Momoka's POV

"Where's mom, her cars not here." I ask.

"I don't know, I guess she already left for work." Mai answered. "It doesn't matter, I invited friends over anyway."

"You did!? I didn't..." I replied.

" Don't worry, I invited Hotaru and Akihiko over for you, and I invited Amaya and Ichiro over for myself."

*When all they're friends are finally here*

"So what do you want to do first?" I asked.

"Let's snooping in your mom's room!" Amaya said.

"What?! No!" I yelled.

"Why not? Haven't you always wondered about your dad I mean? Maybe she has some old pictures of what he looks like!" Hotaru persuaded.

"No! Not you too, Hotaru!" I said.

"Okay, let's look though some of her stuff." Mai said.

I sighed. "Okay."

"Yes!" Hotaru said in victory.

The searched through their mother's stuff.

They spent about and hour looking.

"Found anything?" Akihiko asked.

"No." Everyone replied in unison.

"Hey, I got to go." Hotaru said sadly.

"Me too." Akihiko said.

"Same." Amaya said.

"Same with me." Ichiro said.

"Okay, see you tomorrow." I said.

"Yeah." My sister said.

"We should leave, mom will be home soon." I said.

"Wait, I think I found something." Mai said as she pulled out a brown box from the back of her closet on the highest shelf, hidden with a ton of other stuff.

We set the box on the bed, there was a bunch of old photos.

"Hey, look! Isn't this the Powerpuff Girls Z?" I asked, picking up the photo of the three girls.

"Yeah, they were super heroines that fought villains when mom was a teenager." Mai said.

"She has so many photos of them! I wonder if mom was a huge fan!"

"She must have been!"

"Hey, what's this?" I ask. I pick up a photo of a guy with dark red/orange hair with blue eyes under his glasses and a girl with red/orange hair with cotton candy that looked familiar, and they are holding hands.

"He has the same hair color as us... but a little darker..." Mai said.

"Could he be... our dad?" I said.

"It's possible, but something just doesn't add up." Mai said.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, he has blue eyes, and mom has pink."

"So your saying..."

Mai sighs. "I'm saying, you have pink eyes and I have red eyes."

"You obviously have mom's eyes, but who's eyes do I have?"

"Oh, it could be his and mom's eyes mixed."

"But that would have turned out to be a brighter color. You can't make the color red."

"Then, what if we both have different fathers?"

"Are you saying we might have different fathers?"

"Possibily,"

"No, there's no way! That would mean we're not twins! Mom wouldn't lie to us about that!"

"Look! I'm just saying mom has a lot of secrets! This could be one if them!"

"I refuse to believe it!"

After I yelled that, it went quiet for a moment. Then we heard the creak of the front door open. We really need to get that fixed. But wait, that must mean... that mom's home!

We both look at each other, then Mai gets up and grabs the box.

"I'm going to take this into our room!" Mai said.

"Okay!"

"You clean her room up, to remove any evidence that anyone was in here!" Mai instructs.

"Got it!"

Mom comes in a moment later.

"What are you doing in here?" Mom asks.

"Oh... I... just wanted to greet you when you came in. You've had a long hard day after all."

She sighs. "Look Momoka, I've had a long day, whatever you're trying to hide, just spit it out now."

"Spit out what? I'm not hiding anything!"

"Ugh, I'll deal with this later. Let me rest for now please."

"Okay, mom." I said, then left her room. I walked over to my room, and found Mai sitting on her bed, looking at some of the photos.

"Hey, you were suppose to wait for me." I said.

"No, you never said I had too."

"Ugh whatever, did you find anything interesting?"

"Yes," Mai said. "Look at this."

"That looks like mom when she was a thirteen, but she's with this guy with red/orange hair and red eyes..."

"Yes,"

"I'm kind of confused now." I said.

"Mom looks happy in the picture too, it looks like their holding hands and they're at an amusment park."

"So many photos of them together!" I said.

"There's some photos of mom with that guy with the glasses too, but not many." Mai said.

"There's lots of photos of mom with these two girls, one blonde, and the other has black hair."

"They must have been mom's best friends." Mai said.

"Yeah, but we've never heard about them before."

"Maybe something happened between them."

"Yeah..." I said.

"There's pictures of this guy who looks like a scientist, and a younger boy who looks like his son, and a robot looking dog..." Mai said.

"I wonder Who all these people are."

"Me too," Mai said.

"There's a journal too."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I quickly pushed the box under her bed.

"Come in!" Mai said.

It was mom of course. Who else could it be?

"Is there anything you want to tell me Momoka?"

"No..."

"You're hiding something, and it looks like Mai is too." Mom said. "Don't take me for a fool."

I sigh. "Alright, we we're snooping around you're room to see if we could find any old photos." I said.

"Why?" Mom asked.

"Because you never talk about yourself, or past at all, or even dad." I said.

"That's right." Mai said..

"Momoka... Mai... I don't because sometimes things are better left unsaid. What happened in the past isn't something I enjoy talking about."

"But why?" Mai asked.

"Good night." Mom said and left the room.

"What exactly happened?" I asked.

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