Hi again. Thanks for all the reviews like wow there were a lot. Anyway for all you wondering how we update so quickly… well we don't have lives. We won't be updating again today though since our other sister (Laura's twin) is making us do her creative writing homework that is due tomorrow. Please review if you want us to give her the kinkiest twincest mpreg smut we can find to hand in.

Disclaimer- If you recognise it we don't own it.

Bold= Nico

Italics= Will

Underline= Leo

Bold Italics= Lou Ellen

Underline Italics= Apollo


5:13am. "Hey son, how did the party go?"

5:15am "Thanks for letting us use your jet, and I'm not really one for parties but Lou and Cecil had fun. I left early to have coffee with my friend."

5:18am. "Ooh did you have a date?"

5:21am "Uh maybe."

5:24am. "Right serious father time (this is weird) always use protections or sixteen years later you may find out you have a son."

5:27am. "Uh he's a guy so I doubt he'll ever get pregnant (not that I gave him reason to!)"

5:31am "Alright, You aunt Artie will be happy. She believes all men should date each other and leave the poor females alone."

5:35am. "She's really living up to her name, isn't she?"
5:37am. "She runs a woman's shelter and shoots any man that comes near it with arrows (meaning moi)

5:41am. "Where is this woman's shelter?"

5:44am. "One in Vegas, one in LA."

5:46am. "I gotta go, apparently Ed wants to record a new song right now."

5:48am. "ED SHEERAN? And it's quarter to six, why is he awake?"

5:51am. "I don't think he sleeps. He just stays up all night writing songs, drinking and talking about cats with Taylor Swift."
5:53am "I'm going to ignore how star struck I am right now."

5:58am "Maybe you should come into the studio sometimes."

6:01am. "That sounds great! Will Ed Sheeran be there?"

6:03am. "Probably, I think he moved into one of the recording studios."


9:03am. "I AM DYING! When I'm gone I leave everything to that beautiful smurfette from last night."

9:05am. "Aw true lust. And you're not dying! You're hungover, one would think you'd be used to the sensation by now."

9:07am. "THIS IS WORSE! And you should be nicer to your friend on their deathbed."

9:09am. "Not dying, hungover. We've been over this. And you wouldn't feel so bad if you didn't think half a keg."

9:12am. "BUT IT WAS GOOD! I think I have alcohol poisoning."

9:14am. "You'd be in the hospital having your stomach pumped if you did."

9:17am. "Well this room is very white, but that might just be the white light coming for me."

9:19am. "Can we please change the subject from your imaginary death?"

9:21am. "Fine. How was your date then?"

9:24am. "Oh the other hand, may you rest in peace."

9:27am. "COME ON SUNSPOT! How was it?"

9:29am. "It was really nice."

9:32am. 'I'm sure it was."

9:35am. "We just shared a hot chocolate and talked."

9:37am. "AWWW THAT'S SO CUTE!"

9:41am. "So will you admit to liking him and dating now?"

9:44am "I will admit to liking him but it was just one date. I don't think that counts as dating."

9:46am "You've been texting him nonstop for like a week and a half."

9:52am "It feels like longer."

9:56am "Aww because you can't imagine not having your boyfriend that seems to live in your pants."

9:19am. "You disgust me."

9:21am. "What? You keep you phone in your pants. What did you think I meant?"

9:24am. "Did you get the smurfette's number?"

9:26am. "Nah we just messed around in her room."

9:29am. "You did it with one of the McLean daughters?"

9:32am. "MCLEAN DAUGHTERS? No wonder she was so fucking hot and that one thing she did with her tongue."

9:34am. "It was their mansion and what did I say about too much information?"

9:36am. "No idea. I probably couldn't hear you over my amazing sex life."

9:41am. "I'm going to text someone else. Enjoy your death."

9:45am. "Fuck you."


9:48am "Hey Nico? You awake?"

9:53am "Barely. Those fuckers made me stay at the party until the very confused cops showed up and broke up the sexy smurfs."

9:52am. "They must have been confused. Hell I was confused."

9:55am. "You should have seen their faces when they saw the smurf orgy. I think one took a photo."

9:58am. "I love rich kids."

10:01am "You're a rich kid now. Embrace it."

10:04am. "Like you do? Mr combat boots."

10:05am. "Hey! These combat boots are expensive, especially if you want them black steel tipped to kick people in the nuts."

10:07am. 'Definitely a rich kid, and a violent one at that."

10:10am. "Why thank you."

10:25am. "Apollo texted me again when I woke up this morning."

10:27am. "Of course he wakes up with the sun too. You should have been named Helios."

10:31am. "He thankfully did not have any part in naming me otherwise I probably would have been."

10:35am. "Anyway he mentioned my aunt Artemis."

10:37am. "Are you kidding me? What the bloody hell is wrong with everyone's names around here?"

10:41am "No clue and apparently she runs a woman's shelter."

10:43am. "Naturally."

10:46am. "Well I was thinking. Maybe you should get advice from someone like her about Wonder Woman's situation."

10:51am. "I've tried talking to her a billion times. I guess I could ask a professional but I promised not to tell anyone."

10:54am. "Maybe you could ask her. Just don't use her name."

10:56am. "I don't know Reyna's last name or fully understand the situation. And I might not meet my aunt for a while."

10:59am. "True and I can't spell her last name anyway."

11:03am. "Alright. By the way have your friends been teasing you mercilessly as well? Lou won't leave me alone."

11:05am. "Oh they're mocking me alright. I woke up to a billion texts, and they spent most of last night mocking and interrogating me."
11:07am. "Honestly I fell asleep when I got in the limo. Leo, Cecil and Lou had to carry me to the jet."

11:09am. "You really do set with the sun. I'm surprised you survived the whole date."

11:11am. "I was so close to falling asleep and I did have some coffee."

11:14am. "Glad to know I'm so interesting. And you hate coffee, you made the face my math teacher makes whenever he sees me."

11:17am. "I am sure he's looking forward to seeing you again. And you're alright."

11:19am "Alright? Hmph. And it was really weird seeing you in person."

11:21am "Agreed. It's like my phone sprouted legs and an accent."

11:24am. "Still going on about that accent? And you're an actual person."

11:26am "It's just so Italian, and is that a turn off for you?"

11:29am. "What did you expect? Spanish? And definitely. People are horrible."

11:32am. "Idk it's just cute, and I'm sorry I exist outside of this little box."
11:35am "NOT CUTE! I am terrifying. And you should be sorry."

11:37am. "You're like five feet tall with messy black hair and an adorable accent. You're like a little black kitten."

11:40am. "I'M A HELL HOUND!"

11:42am. "A little baby hell hound."

11:44am. "SHUT IT! And like you can judge Solace. You look a ginger cat, taking a nap in a patch of sunlight."

11:46am "I'd never sleep during the day. Sunlight is too precious to waste."

11:51am. "Dork."

11:53am. "Talking about yourself?"

11:55am. "Fuck you. And I need to go have another shower to get the stench of drunken smurfs off of me."

11:57am. "Bye! And why do I think curses are the first thing you learnt when you learnt English."

12:01pm. "Sadly not. I was an innocent little child. They certainly are my favourites now though."
12:03pm. "You were never innocent."


2:03pm. "This is Reyna, I have stolen the idiots phone. I'm assuming Sunspot is Will?"
2:05pm. "Correct and really? That's what he saved me as?"

2:07pm. "Apparently. Anyway I thought I'd alert you of Nico's makeover (AKA my revenge)
2:09pm. "What did you do?"

2:12pm. *sends photo of a screaming Nico with hot pink hair*

2:25pm. "His shampoo has somehow been replaced with pink hair dye."

2:27pm. "OH MY GOD! THIS IS AMAZING! HE IS GOING TO KILL YOU!"

2:30pm. "Why do you think I'm currently hiding on the roof with his phone? And here he comes. Wish me luck."

2:32pm. "GOOD LUCK! And thank you for making my year."

2:35pm. "You're welcome."

2:52PM. "I AM RAGE!"

2:55pm. "Welcome back, Tonks."

2:58pm. "I AM GOING TO MURDER HER! And shave my head."

3:02pm. "DON'T YOU DARE! Your messy hair is adorable and is it permanent?"

3:05pm. "Thankfully not. It'll last a week apparently, BUT TUESDAY IS PHOTO DAY! Do you think it's possible for me to get suspended again on my first day back?"

3:07pm. "Maybe if you kill someone."

3:09pm. "I choose Reyna. Or maybe I could make it a double homicide and kill Leo too."

3:12pm "Should I be worried by your obsessed with killing my brother?"

3:15pm. "Probably."

3:17pm. "I just realized something. Your school is going to be blue for photo day. Your yearbook is going to be legend- wait for it- dary."

3:19pm. "You watch too much television. And it's an added bonus to my prank. Now I have to go kill my honorary sister Reyna."

3:22pm. "That's nice."


4:03pm. "GUESS WHO GOT A FACEBOOK?"

4:05pm. "Did someone throw another book at your face? I always knew I was a trend setter."

4:07pm. "Nah the social networking site."

4:09pm. "I thought you already had 8 of those."

4:12pm. "IT'S YOURRSSS!"

4:14pm. "….Why?... I don't use the internet."

4:17pm. *sends link to Facebook page*

4:19pm. "DEAD MAN! Why did you use the picture of my hair? And my likes are not murder, smurfs, surfers and black! okay maybe the last one. And dislikes being people and technology? Okay accurate BUT I AM NOT IN A RELATIONSHIP WITH WILL SOLACE!"

4:22pm. "Oh it's all accurate and that picture brings out your soulless eyes."

4:24pm. "I HATE YOU! Delete it!"

4:27pm. "Never, and look at that! You already have five friends! So popular!"

4:31pm. "Die painfully!"
4:35pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have duck taped me to the flag pole in a tutu!"
4:37pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have pushed me out of a fucking plane."

4:41pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have dyed me blue."

4:41pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have hacked my phone."

4:43pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have thrown me down the stairs."

4:45pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have made asked me, OR MADE MY RINGTONE BARBIE!"

4:47pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have given me a concussion with a book."

4:51pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have turned everything in my pencil case into robots."

4:54pm. "Maybe you shouldn't have poured hot soup on my head!"

4:53pm. "Maybe we should stop doing this before we're old men bickering in a rest home."

4:56pm. "I'm going to find the cure for old age so no problem there."

4:56pm. "You won't if you don't stop bickering with me."

4:58pm. "True, and oh look a girl named Lou Ellen just sent you a friend request. You have accepted."

5:02pm. "I wonder if I can find a nice black suit to wear to your funeral."

5:04pm. "Everything you own is black! And you have plenty of time to decide."

5:07pm. "You'll be murdered the next time I see you so not really."

5:09pm. "It's a four hour drive, I would have escaped. Or it would be pointless because as soon as you arrive at my foster home you'll be too busy fucking your boyfriend to kill me."

5:12pm. "HE'S NOT MY BOYFRIEND!"

5:14pm. "Not according to your Facebook."