A/N: Chapter 3! Look, we're nice! We got two chapters in one week! How much do you love us now? Enough to review. Right? Again, my friend Exploder Gunner gets half the credit for this... I suppose. Special thanks to Musicequalslife22 and the white princess for reviewing.
Exploder Gunner: HI! YAY! SHE FINALLY LET ME TALK! Thanks cyanide :D PLEASE PLEASE PLEEEEEASE REVIEW I AM INCREDIBLY SELF CONSCIOUS, IF YOU DONT REVIEW I'M GONNA THINK IT'S UNWORTHY OF THE FANFICS WORLD. DON'T I GET A THANKS?
Me: This is why I don't let her talk in the A/Ns. No you don't, you co-wrote it!
Exploder Gunner: Don't you just love your friends *sarcasm* :P anyway what are you doing listening to us being freaks? Read on my fellow MCR worshippers... or just fans, whatever :D. ENJOY!
"Who are you?"
"Well... I'm Exploder Gunner but call me Exploder, and this is Cyanide Diamond, but call her Cyanide, I thought I said this last time, or am I just having major déjà vu?" She looked at Cyanide, who shrugged and said, "I thought we said it too," They turned back to the Killjoys.
"Okay, let me refrains that; How do you know us?"
They both started laughing.
"Okay, number one, that's not the same question. And number two, who doesn't know the Fabulous Killjoys, Cuz," Cyanide said, she put her hand over her mouth at the last word.
Exploder turned to her and said, "What? Why? Why would you do that?" Hitting her arm again.
"Ouch! No need for physical violence!" Cyanide said back. Exploder just glared at her, "Okay, maybe there was," They turned to look at the boys to see what damage had been done.
"Did, did you just call me 'cuz'?"
"No, no we didn't, no, no, no," Exploder said, without hesitating.
"ARGH!" Kobra yelled, making everyone jump. Ghoul jumped so much he reached for his gun.
"What, the-!" Jet yelled.
"I remember this place!" He jumped up and down.
"Sh*t!" The twins muttered.
"Poison! Think back to our old lives! I know you told us all not to but just do it! Think about when we had to go stay with our Aunt and Uncle!" Kobra practically screamed at him.
There was a moment of silence as Poison thought before he too shouted, "Oh!"
"Okay, we may as well tell them," Cyanide said to Exploder, "The damage it done,"
"Okay!" Exploder said, way too happily, "You first!" She continued while slamming her fist into Cyanide's arm.
"Oh, no! Oldest first!" Cyanide replied, punching her back.
The Killjoys watched the interaction in silence. Kobra leant over to Poison and said quietly, "I thought they were twins," But the girls heard.
"We are," They said at the same time before Exploder carried on, "I'm five minutes earlier. She was lazy even in birth,"
"I've never met twins before, is it true you can hear each other's thoughts and feel each other's pain?" Girl asked in wonder.
"Well, we talk at the same time sometimes," They said, at the same time, proving their point. They trailed off at 'sometimes' and looked at each other.
"Not now," Exploder said, "So Cyanide, you screwed up, you tell 'em,"
"Fine!" Cyanide started, "We're your cousins but it doesn't take a genius to figure that out. Hell, I bet even Ghoul figured that one out," Ghoul was about to protest but Jet Just shushed him.
"You carry on now, Exploder,"
Exploder rolled her eyes before speaking, "So, our mother is your mother's sister-"
Kobra cut in before she could continue. "Where are your parents?"
They both looked down at their boots. Girl caught on first and stood up, going in between them both and wrapping an arm round each of them. They hugged her back and smiled at her as she sat back down on the floor in front of them.
"They're dead," She stated simply, glaring at Kobra.
"So, yeah, our parents were rebels, like yours and, one day, Korse got too close. He killed them with us in the room then gave us some stupid message!" Cyanide put her hand of Exploder's should her calm her down, before she stared talking.
"So, like you, we became rebels too, just the two of us. Mum told us to stay together. They were part of her final words. Before that she said 'The killjoy brothers are your cousins',"
Flashback...
"E! Gimme the remote! Mom said I could pick something until her and daddy got back!" A seven year old Cyanide Diamond whined. She had her dark purple dress on with her boots. Also seven, Exploder Gunner, with a silver dress on, had stolen the remote control to the TV (or what passed as a TV) from her in the middle of the special BL/ind broadcast, worried Cyanide was being corrupted by the evil company.
"I was only watching it to see what they what they were telling everyone!"
"Mom said never watch it, C! You should know better by now! I do!"
"I do know better! I was just curious!"
"Ever heard the expression 'curiosity killed the cat'? Because if you put it on again, you'll be learning exactly HOW it died!" Exploder yelled before turning onto the radio station and listening to Doctor Death Defying's latest news. Cyanide pouted but didn't argue, she loved Doctor D too. Every rebel did.
Just then the door burst open.
Cyanide and Exploder's heads shot up to see their Mom, Agent Baby, and Dad, Motor Imploder, running towards them. Their mom picked up Exploder while their Dad grabbed Cyanide. The girls didn't have time to ask anything before they were being pushed into chests in their room. Cyanide in her purple one and Exploder was in the silver one.
"Okay motor-babies, stay quiet and DON'T come out no matter what!" Imploder whispered urgently before taking Baby's hand as the other took hold of the lid of the chests.
"We love you, Tumbleweeds," Baby said before they closed it. Just as they did the door to the room they were in exploded in a hail of ray-gun fire. They heard more, along with the sounds of yelling and banging. The girls cried silently as they waited. When the shooting stopped they heard their mother crying and screaming their father's name. Not Motor Imploder but 'Dave', his old name. This scared the girls even more. She hadn't said his real name since all this started.
They heard a voice say, "Well, well, looks like he wasn't the hero everyone made him out to be. Couple of Dracs and his done. Hm. I'm almost disappointed. And you, your just as hopeless," They could tell it was the Exterminator Korse. There was a pause. "Hey, didn't you have kids? Cyanide Gunner and Exploder Diamond? No, no. Cyanide Diamond and Exploder Gunner, right?" Silence.
The girls held their breath, praying to anyone who'll listen that it was all a bad dream and they'd wake up soon, warm in their beds, with Imploder and Baby stood over them with hot chocolates and warm smiles. The fantasy was shattered, however, by their mother's agonised scream.
"Come on, leave the rebel abomination to die alone," They heard the voice say again. "Oh, and, if the mini-abominations are in here, I have a message for you. You can stay hidden if you wish to play this like cowards but listen. If, in 5 or 10 years you're still feeling rotten about this. Come find me. I'll be waiting," They could almost hear the grin in his voice.
The girls heard several pairs of heavy booted feet march out. Only when they heard the sound of the van fade out completely did they open the chests. Exploder and Cyanide collapsed to the ground when they saw both their parents on the floor, covered in red.
They tried their best to block out what the red was.
You didn't have to have a medical degree to deduct that their father was already gone so they raced over to their mother, tears streaming down their faces.
"Mommy!" They both whimpered in unison, without even realising.
"Motor-babies," She whispered back. She seemed to not be able to do much above a whisper.
"Mommy, you said you'd never leave us!"
"I know motor-babies, but me and Daddy-" She choked up slightly on 'Daddy' "aren't strong enough but you two are. You have to stick together. And please, please don't go after Korse, I want you both to live full, happy lives. There's one more thing I have to tell you. I wasn't going to tell you until you turned eighteen but I don't have much of a choice now. You remember them stories I told you when you were kids? About the Fabulous Killjoys?" They nodded, "The killjoy brothers are your cousins. Remember Gerard and Mikey? They used to come stay with us on weekends sometimes. Party Poison is Gerard and Kobra Kid is Mikey. I just thought you deserved to know," Tears were rolling down her cheeks now, "I love you, Tumbleweeds. So much. Always remember that. No matter what," With that, she kissed Exploder and Cyanide's hands before closing her eyelids.
The twins hugged each other and cried for so long they eventually lost track of time.
Until a woman with a blue motor bike helmet with white poker dots on, blue leggings with white poker dots and a white top that stopped just above her naval with "NOISE" written on it in bold black letters came in, she was on roller-blades.
She knelt down next to them and said into her watch comunicator, "Agent Baby and Motor Imploder are ghosted. Looks like Korse's doing," She glance at the girls, "We got two orphans here too. Poor girls. No older than 6 or 7." She looked over at them again, for longer this time and, through the vice of her helmet, the twins could see her eyes were almost welling up with tears of empathy for them.
They heard a familiar voice say, over the communicator watch on the woman's wrist, "Ah, the twins, bring them to me, I'll take good care of them, make sure they're alright, could you, Pony?" Doctor Death Defying. That was who the voice was. So the woman must be his companion, Show Pony.
"Sure thing, Doctor D, Pony over and out," She said before pressing a button, cutting off the communicator. She sighed as she faced them.
"Hi girls. My name's Show Pony but you can just call me Pony," They could hear the nervous smile in her voice. "I'm so sorry about your parents. I thought it was hard when my parents were dusted. I was nineteen when they died. This must be so much harder for you two. How old are you? 6?"
"Seven," Exploder muttered.
"Seven, sorry. Are you two okay? I mean physically," She gave them a quick look over but they seemed fine.
"Okay, I'm guessing you two know about Doctor D?" She asked once she'd checked them.
It was a stupid question really. Their parents were rebels. This means they're rebels too.
All rebels have listened to at least one of Doctor D's broadcasts and, if not, they don't tend to live very long.
They nodded. "Okay, well, I'm gonna take you to him and he's gonna take care of you, okay?" They nodded again.
She helped them up and led them out of the room, out of the house and outside a van parked on the side of the desert road. She opened it for them and helped them in before closing it and getting into the driver's seat. She asked if they were all set before speeding away to a waiting Doctor Death Defying.
End of Flashback...
"So," The girls said together, "Any questions?"
A/N: Exploder Gunner: Yey i get to speak again!
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