Chapter 6 - That "oh shit" feeling
Youko looks up from her cosy blanket burrito at the sound of her grandpa's voice, her curiosity piqued. It's been a quiet day, a calm day, and she's desperate for a little excitement, feeling her body itch at the lack of action being sick forces you to bow to.
Sure, it's nice to take it easy now and then, but… she wants more. Mentally mature or not, she's still a 3 year old kid. She's got a world to explore and the energy to do it.
"What is it, Grandpa?" Tristan asks, as the first of them, looking up from where he'd been trying to fold an origami crane.
"Is it a book?" Hinata guesses, trying to look around him to get a peek at what he's hiding behind his back.
"Is it a new game!?" Joeys questions excitedly, bouncing up and down in his seat.
"Close, my boy, very close," her grandpa chuckles, before he joins them, sitting calmly by their heated table. "But still, not quite. You see, what I've brought you is my greatest treasure".
And just like that, he sets a golden box in front of them.
A box that, to Youko, is very familiar. But not because it is anything she has seen in this life. Oh no. It's from before that these memories come, only then it had been a lot more… 2D.
Letters on a page, yellowed with age, but much loved. The words on that first page of the first book bearing dark marks of a thumb stained with ink.
"In ancient times … the future of men and kings… magic ceremonies where destinies … SHADOW GAMES…"
A tiny, harmless-looking box made of gold, sitting on a table in a classroom. Black on white, then gold.
"...I think of this puzzle as a memento of my Grandpa!"
Games. So many games, so many adventures, so many problems… all tied to this box.
"I believe in the Heart of the Cards!"
A story of friendship and overcoming challenges with it. A story of trust. A story of power and teamwork. A story of danger and lunatics and EVIL.
"You have to trust me on this one 'casue I know I can save him. Since the day I solved the Millennium Puzzle, you've given hope, courage, and confidence. You even helped me to make new friends. But I can't go through my life depending on you. I need to know that even without the Millennium Puzzle I can still be on my own if I have to. I guess what I'm trying to say is that I can be like you without you".
Ancient spirits and dark magic. A choice to make, something to prove. Something to show the gods...
"So I'm done?"
"No. But you are close. With the help of your friends, you'll nearly fulfilled your destiny. You have but one more task to complete before your spirit can return to its resting place".
Youko barely registers her grandfather talking and explaining about the puzzle box. She hardly notices her friend's excitement and all the questions they ask.
All she can hear is wind rushing through her head, her mind swirling, her breath becoming shallow.
All she can do is stare wide-eyed at the mother-fucking Millennium Puzzle Box that's sitting innocently in front of her. Not a replica - oh no, it can't be. The way the metal almost pulsates with power and shines on its own is too real to be a mere copy of plastic or some other type of metal.
And she remembers the city she's in. She remembers the names, the people around her. Most importantly, she remembers what the gods said. And it all clicks. What her mission is, why she was pulled from one life and sent into another.
And then Youko feels sick all over again.
Oh fuck.
Hinata has decided she doesn't want much in this life. Even if she's on some big, godly quest to save this world from who-knows-what, she'll be content with a few things.
A nice home with a good kitchen, plenty of comfy spaces and a little garden. Maybe a couple of pets.
A few children and a nice, loving husband is also on her list.
A decent health would certainly also be nice, but she's kind of given up on that by this point.
Most importantly, she wants her friends and family to be safe. Both her biological one and the one she's chosen for herself. She might not get along that well with her mother and father, but she doesn't wish them any ill will.
So when Grandpa Solomon sets that small, harmless-looking box (well, harmless-looking to anybody who doesn't remember it from a previous life), she knows that last wish won't be granted.
Fuck.
Shit.
Hell. Fucking. No.
"I'm in goddamn Yu-Gi-Oh," she thinks with growing horror.
Scenes flash before her eyes in rapid succession.
A ring of gold with spikes digging into skin. Ryou Bakura's skin. As punishment for doing something the Spirit inside it didn't like.
Death T and the holograms so life-like that they gave an old man - the same old man sitting in front of her - a heart attack.
Duelist Kingdom and Maximillion Pegasus on the brink of insanity with grief, his deranged "tournament" all a ploy to get the Millennium Puzzle from Yugi.
The fuck up that was Battle City and Marik.
She feels faint, wants to scream and cry and run away. This cannot be happening, this is not real. It has to be a bad dream. It has to. But it isn't. These past 3 years have been too real to be anything but just that. Very real and suddenly very, VERY terrifying.
Then she remembers that she is a Bakura and feels another shiver go down her spine.
Ryou Bakura - living on his own for years. Mother and sister dead in an accident, father always gone.
Violent possessions, that dark Spirit always there, a constant threat.
A frightened boy just wanting to make friends, but the Spirit sends them into comas. Dark games with high stakes and little margin for failure.
Ryou Bakura. She'd always kind of liked the kid. How he was always kind, even in such terrible situation.
Wait… she's a Bakura.
She is the younger sister of Amane Bakura. And she is the same age as the people she now recognises as part of the main gang in Yu-Gi-Oh.
Is… is she…
"You have got to be kidding me! Did the gods really turn me into a female version of Ryou Bakura?!" She screams internally, trying very hard to be interested in Grandpa Solomon's lesson on the box, but hearing nothing. "Wait… my mom's going to die! And Ama-nee! And my dad will leave, fuck! What the hell!?"
She needs to calm down. Fast. Be the aloof Hinata they know, not someone who is 5 seconds from screaming bloody murder.
She wants to think that things could be worse, at least she's not the host of the Pharaoh, but she could still have a possessed psychotic maniac that she has to host….oh god…...the Pharaoh's host.
Youko.
Something's not adding up.
She glances across the table at her best friend. A girl. Same age as herself, same age as their friends. (Who's looking very pale and sick again and staring at the puzzle in….horror?)
Youko Mutou is a girl. Yugi Mutou is very much a boy.
There are other things that she'd rejected. Other subtleties, indicators and clues she hadn't wanted to believe were true. Hobbes the Tiger being just one of them.
She hadn't wanted to believe it to be true. Hadn't wanted to think the gods would take two lives to suit their purposes. (Hadn't wanted to hope that she wasn't alone.)
But what if it was? What if they had?
They took one life, her life, already. Why wouldn't they take another? Who would stop them? Certainly not the morals of mere mortals.
Could she possibly have had an ally, someone to speak to about this mess, all this time?
Could her best friend be like her? Wouldn't it be worth the risk? To have a friend and ally? Someone who knows her pain and fears? To have someone know all of her?
Yes. Yes it would be worth it.
Besides, worst case scenario, if Youko wasn't really another reincarnation and just a really bright child, who would even believe her? Youko might as well just think it is a story, a silly make-believe story, and any adult wouldn't believe it either. Just kids being kids, inventing fairy tales.
If Youko is like her, then they can plan. Be prepared. Hopefully change the bad things to not be so awful. She's unsure if they can do something about Seto and Mokuba - they're just kids, and who knows when they ended up in the orphanage? As it is, Mokuba isn't even born yet. Marik is a lost cause as well, but who knows… they might be able to do some sort of therapy-magic and diminish his rampage and insanity.
Who knows… they might even be able to save her mother and Ama-nee. Though she's beginning to think there's more to their death than just an accident with how Marie acts.
If Youko isn't like her, well… she's going to plan anyways. She decides that right then and there. She'll be prepared for what's to come. Now that her purpose has been made at least a little clear, she can start working.
Unlike the characters in the manga that had become her life (a headache is creeping on her with this realization), she refuses to be caught off guard.
Besides, if she doesn't have a plan for what's to come later, Hinata knows they're going to be…..
…...Screwed. She is so, so screwed.
She's the only child born to the Mutou family. Her best friends are who used to be Yugi's friends.
At the moment, as ludicrous as it sounds, there's a good chance that she was reborn as a female version of Yugi Mutou.
And so she's absolutely doomed.
How the fuck is she going to survive ANY of what's to come?
Oh god.
She's possibly the Pharaoh's host. His Hikari.
Oh god.
The crazy maniacs from the show are going to be coming after her, and her family.
That….she can't let that happen. She won't let that happen.
Hell. Fucking. No.
Over her dead, soulless body.
She swears in that moment that she won't let anyone harm her friends. Tea, Joey, Tristan, Hina...ta…
Oh…..
There had been no Hinata Bakura in the manga, nor the anime. Not even the games. No mention, no sketches… it was only ever Amane and Ryou.
So what does it mean to the world she's in? Who the hell is her best friend supposed to be? A genderbent Ryou?
It doesn't really matter. Hinata is her best friend. That's all she cares about.
Still… something's wrong.
And one of the biggest clues is Akefia the Bunny. (There were other clues of course, but Bunny Akefia -she snorts internally- is the biggest for sure)
Hinata is as big of a troll as she is. But the level of trolling and even the comments that Hinata has made…..surely, she's just not reaching (hoping) for something because she doesn't want to be alone.
She doesn't want to believe the gods would take two people. Hasn't wanted to believe them that cruel, but… there had been that one light in the darkness that was different. Smaller, dimmer, flickering ever so slightly.
Youko doesn't want to be alone. She wants someone to open up fully to. Have an ally and confident. To have someone empathize with her and know her pain…...she knows very well that her want and desire could be making her wish and see things that aren't really there.
But she has to try.
Because not trying just isn't acceptable. Not now. Not anymore. Not when she knows that the stakes are so high now.
She needs to plan. To prepare.
Because there's no way in heaven or hell, no way that she's letting anyone harm her precious people.
She won't let anything happen to them.
And nothing will stop her.
.
.
.
Not even the Gods.
Sometimes, though he hates to admit it, Solomon doesn't understand Youko. He loves her, of course - with all of his heart and soul, but his only biological grandchild is… odd.
If she's going to be tangled up in whatever great battle of destiny lies ahead, that might either be her saving grace or a hindrance. (He's hoping, praying, that it's the former, because she'll need all the help she can get).
But not just her - there's something odd about Hinata-chan as well. At first he thought it was just because of their advanced intelligence, but ever since showing them the Millennium Puzzle Box… he's beginning to suspect that there's something more to these two girls.
He wonders how much they actually know. Whether or not they are more aware than they should be.
Not that he'll ever tell them of his suspicions. He is certain that when the time is right, they will come to him. Or maybe they never will. It is, ultimately, their choice, and he is determined to accept it.
That doesn't stop him from studying them, though.
They're not necessarily acting any different than normal.
It's what they're saying that he finds odd.
Nothing bad, he knows, but odd. Little things like song lyrics, quotes, and something he heard Youko say was a meme? Whatever that word even means. (He thinks his precious granddaughter made it up just to tease him.)
Also… there was an odd exchange between them one day.
Youko had looked Hinata in the eye and said: "I like your shoelaces".
Hinata had just looked at Youko very seriously and said: "Thanks, I stole them from the president".
Then both had gone incredibly pale and not uttered a word for hours, just sitting silently with books or puzzles, completely engrossed in them. Or trying to look like they were engrossed in them, at least.
The other strange exchange that seemed to be the most important, and a little heartbreaking had happened a few days later.
The girls had been sitting silently next to each other on the couch. Both reading books.
Hinata had set hers down and looking sad started to sing in English.
"Wish we could turn back time, to the good ol' days~..."
And Youko had joined her looking startled and sad.
"When our mama's sang us to sleep but now we're stressed out~"
He would have thought nothing of it really, except…..they both had started crying and hugged each other.
He would have gone to comfort them, ask what was wrong, but….he had felt like he was intruding and that they needed to be alone.
After that, they seem even closer than before, if that was even possible. They were still the same with the other kids, but it was like an invisible bond had formed between the two of them. A stronger one than the one already established between all the kids. One created out of what he can only guess is a strange version of understanding, almost.
It was odd. It is odd.
They are both so very odd and strange and more intelligent than they should be, and he is sure that they've got years of getting into trouble ahead of them.
He loves them for it. His girls who are wonderfully too-clever for their own good.
Yes. Solomon loves his grandchildren, and he will be there for them for however long they need.
Such is his duty as a grandfather.
They are alone.
It's been a long time since Youko and Hinata were together - just the two of them. They're always the best of friends, inseparable, but ever since the forming of Grandpa's daycare, Youko has found that alone-time with Hinata is sparse.
They're in her room, curled up together on her bed. They haven't said much of anything yet. Too caught up in just relaxing and basking in the quiet and each other's presences.
Unspoken words hang between them. It's like a string, taut with tension and ready to be cut. Each is waiting for the other to break the ice, but neither of them seems to want to.
Eventually, though, Hinata says something.
"It was dark," she whispers, voice so quiet Youko can barely hear her, even if she's practically whispering directly into her ear. "It was so dark and cold and I was so scared… and I… I couldn't move, I couldn't get away."
Youko swallows thickly, and blinks rapidly, trying to stop the tears that she feels building. She hates thinking of that place. It strikes such terror and rage and sadness through her. It makes her think of her old life and what she was taken from. It makes her think of the dark and how alone she was.
To think that Hinata had been there all along, just as afraid and alone… sweet, fun, devious Hinata, her best friend…
"...then it was bright and loud. And we-I , had no choice." Youko murmurs, shaking hands reaching out and grasping Hinata's tightly.
Hinata's hands shake, one of them wrestling its way out of Youko's grasp, only to hold on tightly to her shirt.
"They said… chosen, the Child of Mortals had been chosen… that I was suited better elsewhere…" she gasps, shoulders shaking.
"They stole our lives from us."
Youko has a difficult time figuring out just who said those words, if it was herself or Hinata or maybe both of them. But it feels nice to hear them said out loud. That this new life wasn't a blessing, it wasn't some great honor.
How could there ever be any honor or glory in something you'd been forced to do?
"They said….we have a job…..we have to help…..He Who Sleeps and He Who Is Cursed…..the Pharaoh and the Thief…?" Youko forces out slowly, saying what she just wants to forget and ignore. "Akefia and Ate-...is it even safe to say their names? Or the Pharaoh's at least?"
Hinata shivers. "I wish I could say I knew that answer… names have power here, much more than they did back ho-... you know…" her voice trails off, weak and broken, mournful of a place that nobody else knows even exists.
It may have been three years since…..but it's only been three years. And the pain and loss will never go away.
"Right." Youko says thickly.
Hinata's arms wrap around Youko's shoulders. "What are we going to do, Ko?" She asks, nails digging into her skin through the fabric of her shirt. "We're just… we can't… how could we ever…"
"I….I don't know Hina." She says in frustrated sadness. Youko hugs Hinata back, clinging to her. "It's so dangerous here. Magic, evil, gods…...none of that…..was real back there. We have nothing to help prepare ourselves….I-I'm scared Hinata."
"It's okay…" Hinata raps out, holding sobs back. "I'm scared too. It's… it's… no, it's not okay. It'll never be okay. I don't… I'm going to be the Host of the Spirit of the Ring, Youko…!"
"I…...I don't know which is worse really….host of the Ring, or host of the Puzzle…..both have bad things really…...oh god. What are we going to do." Youko chokes out.
They're just little kids thrown into a war that they weren't even supposed to know existed. Well, adults in kids' bodies, but still.
They are so far in over their heads it's almost comical.
Then…
"My mother's going to die… Ama-nee, too. If we don't do something".
Yeah, that's definitely an issue, too.
"...Father and uncle Osamu….they weren't really shown or mentioned in the series…..but Mama was a few times. She was a stay at home mom in canon too. So we'll have her and grandpa right?" Youko asks, mind whirling, trying to recall everything about the series. "Does Father die then too? I know unc- Osamu leaves Ryou in canon but….."
There are too many variables. Too many ripples with them being here. They have no idea of anything. So many things can be changed already, already are changed with their presence.
They need help. There is way no way that they can do this on their own.
"We'll get through this," Youko says, trying to sound like she believes it. "I promise, Nata. We're going to get through this. Somehow."
They're going to have to get strong. Much stronger than they've ever been, both in this life and the one before.
Some luck they have, realizing they're going to have to save the world with a card game and they're only three years old.
They're both quiet for a very long time. Just taking everything in, processing all they've just realized.
"Whatever's going to happen…" Hinata says after what feels like an eternity and a half. "I'm glad I'm not going to do this alone. That was almost the worst part… feeling so alone about all of this. I thought the gods wouldn't be so selfish, so cruel, as to take two souls just like that".
Youko nods. It had been the same for her up until just a few minutes before her Grandpa showed them that blasted box.
"So long as we're together, we can do this," she whispers, and it feels a little more believable. Like she might have believed herself, if she didn't know better. She leans her forehead on Hinata's.
"And if I'm going to go through hell to survive, I'm glad it's going to be with you".
Hinata still feels tired and like she wants to cry. She feels drained. But she also feels energized. She's excited.
She's not alone.
It's been a few days since their last talk alone. This time instead of letting their emotions out and falling asleep, they plan.
They're in her room this time, because she's got a little easel with a big roll of paper, so she can draw whatever she wants. (She got it after trying to draw on the walls one time. Osamu had not been happy, but it got her point across).
But they're not going to draw. Far from it.
They're going to plan.
"Let's see," Youko says with false chipperness. "My male-version finished the puzzle when he was 16… so we've got 13 years before all hell breaks loose! Great! Just. Great".
Hinata snorts in amusement "Hopefully we have that long. Lord knows what is gonna be different because of us."
They start out by making timelines. One of their lives up until that day and one of the canon show. They use code and vague wording just in case their parents find any of it they won't understand.
Their back-up story is that they're planning a book they'll write when they're grown-ups.
"So I didn't watch that much of the actual anime," Hinata admits. "So depending on what 'verse we're in, that could be a problem".
"Well I watched the whole anime but didn't read much of the manga." Youko says with a hum. "I'm hoping it's more anime verse than the manga, but some aspects of the manga would be better and vice versa."
Hinata nods, making a few markings on the paper. "So between the two of us, we've got a well-rounded fan with decent knowledge. Good to know".
Hinata likes this new humor they've got going. A little fatalistic and based on a healthy dose of self-irony. It somehow makes it easier to cope, easier to handle, if only by a little.
"So we are here…" Youko mumbles, tapping on the timeline mapping their lives. "Which is somewhere over here-" another line is drawn to connect it to the canon timeline "-in pre-canon time. Sometime between now and… whenever things go wrong, the boys who will be known as the Kaiba-brothers are going, to well… Mokuba's going to have to be born first, for starters. And then their mama will die, and their papa soon after. And then there's the ordeal with their relatives and the orphanage and don't fucking get me started on Gozaburo fucking Kaiba".
Youko rubs at her forehead and Hinata sighs.
"Wasn't…..wasn't there a fan theory or something? Like in Egypt, Seth is the Pharaoh's cousin. So would maybe the Kaiba brothers be Yugi- your cousins?" Hinata asks with a sceptical frown.
"Good thinking, Nata!" Youko says. "And now that I think about it… doesn't my mom look a lot like Seto?"
They sit quietly for a few moments. Then Hinata whistles and mumbles: "Daaaamn, girl, you're going to be rich by association".
Youko snorts and giggles, "Yeah. Right. The Kaiba brothers, my cousins?"
More silence. Then Hinata looks at Youko, then at herself, and frowns. "You know… how is that somehow less believable than two 20-something year old girls reincarnated into an anime?"
"...it just seems cliche? I don't know. I guess if I accept everything and think it can happen I'll freak out. I need some stability and rationality in all this I suppose….." Youko mumbles with a frown.
"Stranger things have happened, and we're barely 4," Hinata points out. "But I won't push the theory if it makes you uncomfortable".
Youko sighs "It's…..everything is uncomfortable really. This whole situation…...don't worry about it. I'll get over it. This is life, this our normal now."
Again. Silence. It seems like neither of them really want to admit that their normal is going to get really, really wrong in just a few years.
"We've got a lot to prepare for." Hinata says firmly after some silence. "We need to list what we can do that will help us all in the long run."
It takes them hours. They have to go out and act "normal" now and then, like for lunch and such. Eventually, they decide to look at the short-term things.
"So unless we fix my mother, I'm going to practically be an orphan soon," Hinata says casually. It's easier to admit now that they're planning. Doing something. "And I'll lose my sister".
"Yeah… she's probably going to be one of the biggest hurdles during this. Her and Joey's parents, I think," Youko notes, her expression darkening, clearly remembering how Joey's sad excuse of a mother had just left him behind.
A 3 year old child.
Ever since that day, all Wheelers except Joey have been sore topics in both the Mutou and Bakura household. What the parents don't realize is that the youngest children probably hate the woman even more than they do, and for more reasons.
Youko frowns even more and rubs the bridge of her nose. "And then there's Yakumo…...he's never mentioned that I know of. We have no idea what happens to him. I always assumed he'd died, like in most other series so….."
"Your mom's only in the manga like… 2 or 3 times. Maybe only once, even," Hinata adds. "I only remember one instance of seeing her, where boy-you played a memory game with his socks".
Youko lets out a long suffering sigh. "Okay, off topic, but I would like to point out: we have no idea whether or not we are actually Yugi Mutou and Ryou Bakura born as females".
"Right. Either way, it doesn't matter really. We're the only ones right now, and with what the gods told us, it's obvious they intend for us to be the hosts." Hinata adds with a shiver.
"Right. Okay. Focus," Youko mumbles. "Okay. We need knowledge about the past. Ancient Egypt, specifically. Quickly".
Hinata nods and writes it down. "We also should learn the language and make sure the gang does too. They all will already know English luckily through their families."
Youko nods. "Grandpa used to work for the Egyptology department. Maybe he's got old connections".
Hinata isn't offended that Youko doesn't even think of Osamu in their planning, because not only is he going to be useless later on, he's also a specialist in ancient Asian culture, not the Middle East.
"Right. Language, culture. Good basics," Hinata agrees. "Games can also be covered through Grandpa. They won't suspect anything because he's already trying to make us addicted to puzzles".
"Sports. Endurance training. Survival skills. Strategy. Critical thinking. Self defense." Youko lists off and Hinata writes them all down.
"Oh…...magic is real here….." Hinata says breathlessly in realization.
Magic.
Magic.
Not the good, glittery kind found in all the stories, either, that makes everything better so long as you have a pure heart and make a wish.
Actual, honest to gods magic that is very powerful and very dangerous.
"...This isn't going to be easy….." Youko groans. "Of course it isn't. But honestly?!" She turns her face towards the ceiling, glaring, and falls to her knees. "You just had to make us have to learn all of this from scratch," she hisses, and Hinata knows exactly who she's talking to. "You could've given us, oh I don't know… a magical guide or something? We didn't sign up for this shit!"
"This…..this is unbelievable…..I…..GODDAMN GODS!" Hinata hisses "We are not your fucking toys!"
"Girls, are you alright in there?" A familiar voice sounds from just beyond the door, causing them to jump in startlement. "What's with all of the noise?"
Marie. Fuck. They'd forgotten to keep it down in their frustrations.
"We're fine mother!" Hinata yells back in false cheer. "Just having fun thinking of stories together!"
"Alright… if you're sure. Yume is coming soon - we were going to make cookies and might need some help," she says. Then there's the sound of footsteps as she leaves them alone again.
"Shit. We need to be careful." Hinata mutters. "magic is real and even useable, there must be a way we can learn it."
Youko hums low in her throat, settling into a pose of deep-thinking. "What if… what about modern witchcraft?" She suddenly says, getting up to start a new "page" on their board. "Crystals and herbs, purification methods… I saw a lot of it online. Maybe there's something we could use there?"
She starts making a list of things they could do. "Learn magic" is at the top of it. "Think about it. It could be a good place to start".
"Surely there are also tomes and ways to find old magic as well. Ways to learn it, the magic from ancient Egypt. It's not the best but it's what will be used and what we will need most likely." Hinata mutters distractedly, trying to think of helpful things.
Youko nods. "I think that's something we're going to have to save for future training and plans. For now, though… maybe Tea's mom can teach us the meanings and uses of various plants?"
"Right." Hinata nods in agreement. "And we can start also with building our endurance and reflexes."
"Gymnastics and dancing, then," Youko agrees. "We should bring Tea and Amane! I know Tristan's dad takes him and Joey to soccer practice, now. We could do the same with the girls".
"Maybe we can get in on some sports too and convince the boys to join us. Everything helps." She adds on.
"If our parents and our health will allow it," Hinata nods. "We're weak as it is, and your mom is… off, no offense. Let's not give them more reason to worry than necessary. Maybe swimming?"
"Sure. Dad's been talking about it being time for us to learn anyways".
And like that… they have a plan. Or at least the beginnings of a plan.
It's not much or amazing. It certainly won't save the world overnight. But it's something.
They shake hands for good measure, just to make it official. Partners.
Yeah. Hinata's really happy she's going to do this with Youko, too. Through hell and back if they have to.
A/N:
Hello again Duckies! Welcome, welcome to the next chapter do Caught in the Game!
We have a lot happening this chapter in regards to feels.
The girls come to the unpleasant conclusion and realization of exactly where they are and what all that entails.
They also get the relief of knowing they're not alone and have each other through it all. We get to see some of grandpa's thoughts and his feelings about the girls. We see that he loves and cares for his girls which is wonderful. Gotta love grandpa.
Not much else going on aside from the new revelations for the girls and the start of their planning. They have a lotto prepare for.
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Counting Sinful Stars
A/N: Welcome, welcome, welcome - to the 6th chapter of Caught in the Game! It's good to be back again - just a few more days, then I am back for good and ready to write full-time… until July when I go on vacation and such, but there's a long time before that happens!
Finally it has happened. The Reveal ™ . Hope you enjoyed it. Stars and I have been excited to get this one out to you, and now that it has… we're ready to plan for canon to come. It'll still take awhile for us to actually GET to canon, but now the girls can prepare themselves and their friends for the chaos their lives will be.
I don't really have much to say about this chapter. The double-reveal has happened, and Solomon suspects something strange about his girls. Whether or not that will have any major importance in the future is for us to know and you guys to find out.
Big thanks to all of our new followers and Aliendel for leaving such a lovely review!
Alright, that's all from me this time around :) Next time, in Caught in the Game, the girls will initiate the first steps of their plans to (achieve world-domination) save the world!
See you guys next time!
Nordic Twin
Edited/Beta by Moirei
Finished & Published June 17th, 2017