A/N: ANOTHER SHORT AND VAGUE CHAPTER! I AM SO EVIL! MWAHAHAHAHA!
Since two people told me they actually enjoyed the start of this story, I figured I'd post the next bit. Keyword 'bit'. Special thanks to Bloodylilcorpse and BaconBaka for reviewing.
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"No, Mal, you can't go and burn that place down. You know we have to lay low." Mike argued with his twin as they walked back to their current place of residence.
"Why not? That waitress looked at me like I had a fatal disease. All whispery and what have you." Mal retorted as he pulled on the sleeve of his 'new' shirt. "I am never wearing canvas again after this. This stuff should never be used for clothing. Ever. And these pants are way too tight."
"They're just for a week, until Brick can finish your new stuff. You can borrow my cloak if you want to." Mike started to take it off and hand it to him, but Mal put his hand up. "No, I won't be caught dead in that shade of blue. It looks MUCH better on you.
"Ok, if you say so." Mike slid his arms through their appropriate holes in his cloak, then wrapped the ties around the center fastener and tied a bow.
He then looked up. "Oh, we're here."
They quickly climbed the wall of the building where they took up residence, and went through the window of their bedroom.
Their bedroom was a sight to behold, not seeming to match the attire either boy was donning at the time. Two large four-poster beds faced opposite each other, covered in sheets of the highest thread count, one in blues and whites, the other in purples and blacks. Two large jewel-encrusted chests lay at the foot of the beds, and each was open to reveal a few ultra-fancy pieces of clothing of the highest quality. There was one full-size mirror on the wall opposite the window, next to the glossy wooden door.
Both twins quickly turned their backs to each other and changed into their standard clothes: pristine white ruffled shirts, satin waistcoats, one blue and one scarlet(guess who wore which), black pants, and black shoes with gold and silver buckles. Mal wore a dark purple gem around his neck, which he tucked in so it wasn't visible. They each donned their fancy jackets, Mike's white and Mal's black, and each added their personal cuff links. Mike's were a rainbow of blue and turquoise jewels swirling in a pool of gold. Mal's were black and purple jewels in the same pattern and were in silver. Mike re-spiked his hair, and Mal brushed his down so his hair was mostly covering his left eye, but he could still see.
"Ok, let's get down there. You know how Noah gets when we're late like this."
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