After standing by and idly watching for a long while, the metal-armed who numbered 1 out of two stomped. As his twin and Violet looked his way, his heels clapped. With a slide and spin around, his arms latched onto the chalkboard. And then with pitter-patterning shoe-feet, he hastily returned to the living room.
Once Thing 2 and Violet followed him through the doorway, Thing 1 spun around to face them. With a sharp dive and pull out of a pocket, the chalk piece was brought out like a shooting rocket. Then with the chalk firm in his metal grasp, he swiftly wrote away. T1: Now that we two whos have presented our three gifts to you, it is time to reveal the fourth. This gift can be accepted or declined, with the latter option hurting us somewhat in kind. But seeing how you've reacted so far, you may like these ideas crafted from our mind jars.
What we present to you is a plan, made up of three parts. Each part will happen during a different time of day, and will transpire some time after each day meal. When each appropriate time comes, I will describe what must be done.
Once the wall of text was erased by rapid swipes, Thing 1 drew two circles. They both had one word scribbled in. The one on the left had 'No', while the one on the right had 'Yes'. As Thing 1 pulled a pointed stick out from behind the chalkboard, and held the stick out for Violet to grab, it was obvious why the circles were drawn.
Even though Violet had her mouth open, no words were able to easily flow out. So she took the stick, and gave herself a few moments to think. Then when her thinking was done, she pushed the stick's pointed end toward the 'Yes' circle. Right after it pressed against the circle, Thing 1 abruptly pulled the stick up and away. Then without present care he threw it behind him, and proceeded to erase and write.
T1: Then let the making of breakfast begin, and our fifth and final offer gift be demonstrated.
Once that message was given time to be read, Thing 2 sprung up with a jump. He snapped his fingers and clapped his hands. He gave Thing 1 a thumbs up, and gave a nod to Violet. Then he placed his arms against his sides, with knees sticking up slightly. And after doing one fast starting twirl around, he went on to spin out of the room.
Two slamming metal hands startled and attracted Violet's curious gaze. The Gesture dictionary was pushed her way, the pages being swiftly flipped through. When the intended page was found, Thing 1 retracted his arms. He pushed the chalkboard to the side by some inches, allowing him to slide over and stand directly opposite of Violet. Then he crouched down, pointed at each side of the birthday cake, and had his eyebrows rise.
Needless to say, Violet looked at and read the currently displayed pages, along with some others. '"This cake contains a mix of two flavors."' Then chalk was brought back to the board T1: Chocolate and Vanilla, the both of them being some common flavors in candies and sweets. And although their combo may contain high levels of sugar, any who or hue can reduce a serving size to equal a small treat.
Thing 1's left hand picked up one knife of three. Instead of having the cutting tool down into the cake, he had it hover inches above with ease. The motion of creating slices was performed, with the air being used as a substitute. Eight pieces were made from the imaginary cake. And as seven were left untouched, one was put onto a pretend plate.
T1: From the first day of your stay, you were fed full course meals. But due to your situation reveal, 'we' have decided that a switch was what you required. You will eat like us twin whos, our serving sizes being equal to small door seals. And with that you can start down your exercise path, having one step be acquired and not desired.
Just as the last word was read, a sudden ping came from the kitchen oven. In a matter of some moments, a short cart driven by Thing 2 sped into the room. Before the small transport could charge more toward the wall, he slammed both of his shoe-feet down. He pulled back on the long handle, in which caused his arms to stretch quite a bit. Fortunately his attempt to stop the cart was met with success, leaving him able to let go and hop to the side.
Picking up one of two spatulas sitting on the cart-top, Thing 2 shoved it's plastic flipper underneath one of few present 'patties'. Although the shape was similar to the meat from a burger, the general make up of it was all green and white. The green were the leaves of a salad, while the white were strips of pale bread. They were wrapped together, entwined like how some branches of a tree would be. And while that combo, as well as it's general look were weird, it carried a splendid sweetness that tickled excitement for taste buds.
The salad-bread patty, as Violet had decided to name it at the moment, was given from Thing 2 to Thing 1. Once the patty was placed against one of the metal prong-fingers, the spatula was instantly retracted. As the salad-bread patty sat in Thing 1's grasp, he had his metal grasp tighten enough to give the patty a short squeeze. And then the patty was brought above a plate, and dropped it like a sack of weights.
T1: The food you see before you is commonly known as a Sared. As you can tell, it is a vegetable and bread mix patty. Even though there is no meat to certify the label, the salad here had grown into forming a similar shape. Meaning that most of this meal is a vegetable, with the bread strings being well-crafted additions.
Now concerning the amounts of: Calories, sugar, vitamins, carbohydrates, and other nutrients, I can confirm that overall a Sarad is good to eat. If you are wondering about specific numbers, they are 100-
A simple clap from Thing 2, ended the speedy scribbling just as it began. When Thing 1 looked his town's way, both of his brows steadily rose and his mouth formed into a small frown. When his twin pointed to the board, the frown lowered and spread. One half of the board was covered by long, lengthy jumbled sentences. During his fast-pace chalk writing, Thing 2 hadn't bothered to let any words have decent spacing.
As his twin's eyes gave him a narrow stare, Thing 2 threw his arm out to the right. He had his hand lay on the air, his palm facing downward. Next he opened his mouth, letting it go on to say nothing. Upon each syllable that was silently pronounced, he started pulling his held out arm back towards him. Then when he made his arm turn and face the opposite direction, he had it fling right back into it's previous position.
Thing 2 had that process play out once more. When his arm had started flying back around, he made it shoot up. His knuckles gave his forehead a knock, and he rubbed his sleeve against his nose. Then he made his hands clap again. And with them both performing a flick of their wrists, he had both hands point all their fingers at Violet.
After giving Violet's questioning gaze, his kindly smiling twin, and the chalkboard concentrated looks, Thing 1 eventually nodded. While he went on to drag the eraser across the board, Thing 2 snapped his fingers in order to get Violet's attention. A second 'Sarad' was plopped onto the plate nearest to her. Then said plate was pushed to her. And for a short while, the purple girl just gave the patty a uncertain look.
When the twin Things both had a Sarad to eat, Violet decided to watch and see how the patties tasted to them. For Thing 2, his first taken bite caused his near-brown eyes to light up with glee, and for his eating pace to grow from being slow. For Thing 1, his first taken bite caused his frown to turn and rise into a smile. Unlike Thing 2 however, Thing 1's feelings did not ascend. He just gave the mostly cleared chalkboard and his twin glances, his lips forming a serious down-settled line.
Taking in their different reactions with a sharp breath, Violet grabbed a knife and fork. As she aimed to cut out a small piece, a quick tremble causes both of her hands to halt. An instinct action that had been built up long ago, and had been followed through numerous times, wanted Violet to play out once again. It was made into being a normal thing to do, just like her wearing an indifferent expression throughout any day. It was the act of eating nothing but tiny snippets of food, in front of and around others.
As that instinct was meeting slim resistance from her, a gloved finger gave her thumb a poke. Upon lifting her gaze, she saw Thing 2 performing the gesture meaning 'We'. Then he went on to: bring his arms down dismissively to cut the air, drum his fingertips across the sides of his head, point at her, pretending to scoop food into his mouth, and increased the rate of his imaginary eating from slow to a nature pace.
Violet didn't need to give the gesture dictionary a quick read-through. What Thing 2 had said was obvious. '"We don't mind you eating naturally."'
Despite how simple that message was, it had produced a nice relief feeling for Violet. It also gave her the help she needed, an extra against the instinct attempting to control her. With that push, the instinct was sent away into the back of her mind. At the same time, the trembling her hands underwent slowed into becoming distant twitches. And as an overall result, she was given freedom from taking long bites of the tiniest crumbs.
The decent size piece of salad and bread was cut out. With no hesitation Violet forked it into her mouth. Then after tasting and chewing the piece for some moments, she swallowed the leftovers while bearing a smirk. It wasn't as bad as she thought it'd be. And being able to eat normally, or as close to normal anyone could eat, provided her with a feeling of refreshment.
At the swift departure of his twin, and the driven cart carrying empty plates, Thing 1 returned to the chalkboard. T1: STEP 1 is Finding a sparkling joy schtick. Now before you form the obvious question, as many whos had asked it once, a sparkling joy schtick is a phrase having to do with activity. The phrase itself was made by us two Things, and it means: A bright, happy hobby.
It can be small, or it can be large in helping time pass by. It can be tiny, or it can be big in making your brain run. And it can be ant-sized, or it can be giant-sized in giving your legs movement work.
Right after Thing 1 had finished writing, his twin came sprinting on into the room. As his arms were stretched out behind him, he turned around and flopped down onto the couch. Hopping lightly from his energetic drop, he gave Thing 1's word-work a look over. Upon reading it all, he bopped his head up and down enthusiastically. And then using a clenching hand, he dug into his pockets.
In a few moments his gaze brightened and his smile slightly widened. He threw his hand up, letting it's newest possession go. The amber ball that he'd tossed about days ago, or perhaps a natural copy, was allowed to bounce against the table. It bounced one, twice, and thrice as it seemed to head toward Violet.
Before it could slow into performing a roll, Thing 2 caught and pulled the ball back into his hold. With the upward flock of his wrist, the small sphere was tossed into the air. As it fell onto his other hand, he sat up and tilted his head toward the board. After giving his twin a glance, Thing 1 saw the motion as a cue. And then he began to write, his pace being multiplied by two.
T1: To any who or hue that may look upon the ball, they may feel no excitement be caused. It'll be seen as a simple object, an item of useless boring times. But upon a second or third look, any who or hue may find an opposite meaning being true. As for something being merely inches high, can be of use like any lucky dimes.
Without any sign or warning, Thing 2 had threw the ball onto the table. It bounced and headed forward toward Violet, with no interruption coming to make it halt. No hand was raised or curved from the girl to catch the sphere. So it had jump onto her knee, then her shoulder, and was left to fall down onto the carpet ground.
One of Thing 1's extendable, prong claws was sent to retrieve the ball. Afterward he handed the sphere to his twin. Then they proceeded to look at the purple girl, their gazes adopting curiosity. From the very first moment the ball was brought out, her eyes had remained fixated on it. And within those dark irises, resided an awakened caution.
Taking that detail into mind, Thing 2 decided to bounce the ball back to her. When the ball had jumped from her knee, and missed touching her shoulder, he could see her head flinch, and almost move her hand to catch the sphere. Then as she turned her head and watched it hop on, she didn't pay no attention to the extending arm of Thing 1. Only when the three prongs had carefully grabbed the ball, did her sight shift from the rubber to the metal. But after the arm had retracted, and the ball was given back to Thing 2, she went back to staring.
Thinking ahead in this situation, as this uneasy behavior from her was becoming familiar, Thing 2 shot up into standing. With consideration knocking from in his mind, he walked some steps around Violet. As he watched her, he saw her eyes switching from studying the ball he held at his side, and then his dark-orange irises. The cautionary presence rose and fell, just as her sight did the same in an opposite order. There was a reason why some fear appeared, and took shelter in those orbs of hers. And since she hasn't opened up such a reason, something else had to be done.
After a few hard pondering moments, Thing 2's eyes lighten up. He proceeded to throw the amber ball toward the ground. Having his hand snatch it up from a bounce, he went on to let it go. Then he began a easy process, simple catching and releasing the sphere. As he did this he tilted his to the right, and then to the left. And then he gave his twin a glance, followed by him winking one and then the other.
Thing 1 sent Thing 2 a nod, and had just started to stomp forward. The strong force of said stomps, made Violet break focus and turn away. Then as Thing 1 stopped, Thing 2 had performed only one heavy step. When Violet looked back to him, the amber ball was thrown her way. And on instinct she ducked, letting the ball fly right into Thing 1's held out hand.
As she sat up, she sent Thing 2 a confused look. However the look and it's direction changed, as the ball just soared near and pass her cheek. Surprise took a place in her gaze, while Thing 2 let soft delight form in his like a blaze. Then with sliding shoe-feet he exited the room, giving his twin and her the chance to trail behind. And it was exactly that they did, although the who of them two was a bit more slower.
Reaching the halfway point in walking the corridor, Thing 2 stopped and spun around. He threw the ball down and toward Violet. Seeing as it was bouncing and not flying onward, a instinct once broken before wanted her to move aside. As the ball got closer and closer, she was itching herself to do what she automatically thought. But during the ball's final bounce , she decided to act differently.
In a fluid motion her palm was pushed out. Her fingers had spread out as far as possible. Her wrist was lowered ever slightly. Then as she felt the rubber meet her palm, she caught and squeezed the sphere in her grasp. With some hesitation she twisted her hand around, getting a clearer look at the sphere. And at a gradually pace, the alertness that she harbored melted away.
The corners of her lips had started to turn up, but a glove hand swiping the ball made them part in shock. She looked to see Thing 2 jogging backward. He stopped beyond the length of two arms. Then he wore a short smirk, and held the sphere out while having his wrist shake.
From what Violet could see, he was taunting her. As a result a temptation was building up inside. It was a temptation that felt like a swirling jolt. She'd pushed it away, and smacked aside before. The number of times being many, but recently there has only been one. And now, as her eyes were on the ball, she thought that it wasn't what needed to be pushed.
Darting forward with one arm stretched out, Violet attempted to grab at the amber ball. Thing 2 merely slid to the right, making her grasp nothing but air. She tried to grab the sphere once, twice, and nearly at got it at her thrice try. Every reach from her was opposed by Thing 2 raising, then lowering, and actually pretending to toss the ball over to Thing 1. And not long after did Violet play out a fourth, fifth, and many more attempts.
The rapid exchanges of reaches, open space clenches, and quick pulls had lead Thing 2 and Violet near the hand-street sign. They went back and forth, almost matching each other in speed and stretch ability. There had been a handful of close chances of changing roles, with them coming and going as quick as snowfall. At one point Thing 2 had flipped, landing and scurrying away on his hands while the ball sat on his shoes. And at other point Thing 2 had resulted to jumping from wall to wall, startling and irritating the purple girl who gave chase.
Somewhere amidst the game taking place, the amber ball had fallen from Thing 2's ownership. It took the him and Violet, who were now standing a few feet from each other, some moments to realize the that sphere was gone. They didn't need to spend any time looking however, as a metal and a shoe taking steps draw their attention. They see Thing 1, standing on one of his legs, and on one of his lower metal arms. And within his upper right, metal three pronged fist was the circular objective.
A odd presence of silence had settled in. In the time that ticked on, the twin Things gave each other different expressions. While Thing 1 was looking deep in thought, Thing 2 was concerned. The second numbered of the two gestured for the ball back, and the first numbered was swaying from side to the other. Nothing had occurred for some passing seconds, deepening the quiet into a feel of unsettling.
Then after the blink of two pairs of eyes, the stay of silence was shattered. The ball was tossed up into the air, a laidback smile finding it's way onto Thing 1's lips. His twin and Violet gave that sight of simple joy a moment's notice, before they looked up to the ascending sphere. In haste they both rushed forward, the who of the two going for a dive. And that move had fortunately provided Violet an advantage.
Launching herself up just at the right time, Violet managed to hop on and off of Thing 2' back. As he was made to fall, she had risen and was closing in on the prize. No interruption had stopped her hands from wrapping around the sphere. Then with smart thinking coming to her mind, she pushed her shoes down. And upon reaching the wooden floor, Violet didn't crash and landed on her feet.
After enduring some small bout of stumbling, Violet glanced down at the ball sitting in her palms. Seeing it almost made her her hands twist, and let it fumble out. But she's able to find steadiness, and keeps her eyes trained on the sphere. As she centers it on one palm, she gradually turns around. Then from some place inside chest, a zap of warmth bursts out in the form of sound.
As she begins to tremble, Violet Beauregarde finds herself chuckling. It's tone starts off being sweet, and then barrels out into being grateful. With that gratefulness her chuckles transform, becoming giggles that cause her to wipe her forehead. Her volume increases with every five giggles, it eventually reaching the peak right before she could produce laughter. She goes on and on, feeling nice tremors affect all of her limbs.
Right as she sees the twin Things however, she fully forces herself to stop. The both of them are watching, and have their respective hands hanging at their sides. Violet make herself wait, carefully looking from one to the other. They both just tilt their heads, with Thing 2 baring a bright and truthful smile. And nothing that her instinct makes her think will happen, ever transpires.
"Heh." Giving the ball a gentle squeeze, Violet lets herself freely giggle again.
A/N: I apologize to you readers for this month long delay. The Winter season hasn't been that much of an inspiration, as well as thinking about and making plans for my other stories has halted me. Not to mention writer's block has been a big bummer. However I'm back, and I hope to get the next part of this up in a week. And also thank you all for reading up to here, as I'm glad that people find interest in this concept here.
