AN~
Again, it was MEANT to be two parts. It is now FIVE. Explain that to me?!
Oh well. The rough road gets smoother. and the piece of the conversation
that was supposed to be here is not at my beach house, so this is non-
conversation text.
B) B) ..I'll probably have two versions of this, one conversation text and
one not.
V: Explain, Haggle, Deal (Reborn after a Hurricane)
One slapped his forehead. Damion smirked. Hannah and Dannie glanced at each other and braced themselves for a lecture. One was good at that, "It only applies to us since we are constantly reading each other's thoughts. Loneliness of the mind is when you don't see something in the other's head. Think of it as being neglected. 'you never think of me', basically. Did you get that or do you have a supreme inferiority complex?"
"Good lecture," Hannah said to Dannie with a grin. She nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I understand." Farf said in a tone that implied he didn't know and really didn't care either.
"You're an idiot, Farfello."
"Get it straight. I am immune to pain and I'm completely nuts. Not an idiot." He pointed his jackknife at the twin in an accusing gesture.
One flipped him off. Two slowly removed himself from Damion's embrace and walked up to his twin, "Yes, Two?"
"One...," He picked up his twin's hand and squeezed it gently in his own, "One, I'm sorry for neglecting you. I can't say otherwise, I can't think otherwise either. It's been my mistake and for that I apologize. But like was said, this is not the Matrix, and we are human, just with supernatural abilities. I have fallen in love. It's a human emotion, I'm not supposed to feel it, and had we been in our world I would not. But we are not, and I do. You need to accept that. But I understand why you're so angry. 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder' means that the less I see him the more I love him. But there is another saying that plays a key role." He glanced at Damion, "Do you know what it is?"
"Blood is thicker then water."
"Explain, please." One said curtly.
"It means that---"
Damion glanced at Two, "May I, Two?" the dreads bounced in a nod, "Blood is thicker then water means that no matter how much I love him he'll be your brother. Considering that you're closer then brothers, it should apply especially to you. He's related to you. I can't change that, and he'll never feel the same way to me that he feels to you. Because you're brothers. Twins, even. Like Two said before, it's not an experience he's felt. It's new. Don't you worry a lot about things you've never done before? He's afraid he'll screw up, I think. That's why he's thought so much about it. Again, there's nothing I can do to change what he thinks, or that you can see it. I'm sorry that I caused this---it was a mistake. But now I want more, he wants more, and if you keep acting this way you'll only make it worse."
One nodded slowly. He glanced at Two who had let go of his hand. Two was looking at him with the expression of hopefulness..didn't the humans call it 'puppy eyes'?
"I...I think I understand."
Two moved to stand in front of One, blocking Damion from his view. His tears had dried up---he now again resembled the badass 'silver Goth' much more. Aside from his wrinkled clothing (which could be easily fixed) and the fact that he was still sans sunglasses (Damion still had them---he hoped), "One, I love you. I love you as a brother, my best friend, and a soul-mate even. If you had called when I was with Damion, I would I have rushed over. We didn't get the name "The Twins" from nowhere. Not to mention the fact that we probably would have had more original names if we had been more individual. You can't imagine the kind of guilt that I've felt from being with him, from being not with you. I.I can't explain it. I love you, and I'm sorry, but I love him too. But..but it's a different level."
Farfello looked at the three of them, "See, I told you you'd get farther if you stopped shouting."
One flicked him off. Two grinned. Damion smirked, "You're pretty good at that, you know."
"Thank you, Damion." One said, and the other two weren't really sure if he was being sarcastic or not.
"So, the big question...can you accept me and Damion together? I'll not be so neglecting...but I won't be there all the time either. And if you decide to move into Damion's spare room, then I WILL be there...just not with you."
"He'll have to decide who he goes with each night," Said the element-demon, his grin returning, "Now I'm getting jealous of you."
One bit his lip and glanced from his brother, to his brother's lover. The spot he was supposed to have..what had been wrenched from his grasp so easily.
"We should pack immediately. God knows what we'd do if you lost a nail polish."
Two smiled broadly and jumped into his brother's arms, toppling them both (throwing One's shades flying) and sending them rolling onto the floor. One, surprised by the sudden burst of emotion, could only pat Two's back in half-shock. Two applied several furiously passionate kisses to his brother's neck, and then untangled himself from the elder Twin (who looked like he was dead).
At the sight of his brother's face, he burst out laughing.
Damion decided that he liked Two's laugh. It was deep enough to be masculine but rich and throaty enough to make him grin and stifles his own laughter. Come to think about it, he liked a lot of things about the albino. Starting with his dreads, ending with his toes, and everything in between. He put a hand in his back pocket. He felt something oddly shaped, and pulled it out. Two's sunglasses. With a grin, he poufed over to a small cabinet, pulled out a mop and placed it on his head and put the shades on.
"Look, I'm Two!" He shouted. The Twin turned to him, looking rather cross, and then laughed again. One had finally remembered that he was alive and gotten up. He was avidly searching for his sunglasses now, and after he found them (and put them on), he phased over to Damion and pulled the mop off his head. And smacked him in the head with the handle, "Ow!"
"That was completely and utterly necessary." One said with seriousness.
Damion rolled his eyes. Two was rolling on the ground with laughter.
"Come come, my esteemed friends," Said Dannie with a grandiose wave of her hand, "We must pack up Two's nail polish."
"NO! He might realize I took a bottle!" Hannah piped in.
"HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY NAIL POLISH!" Two yelled, jumping off the ground.
Farfello snickered as it was Damion's turn to laugh his head off.
"I was JOKING, you lame-ass!" Hannah shouted back, "But we DO need to go."
Two grabbed Damion and Hannah, One took Dannie's shoulder, and the five of them phased off..leaving Farfello in the dust. (but hey, he had his knife. Not like he noticed!)
***
They retreated back to Hannah's house, which was where they also lived. She had saved them from rabid fangirls some time ago, and they had taken residence in the extra room.
"SO, where exactly do you guys sleep?" Damion asked as they entered.
"The extra room down the stairs. There are two closets in there and a bunch of dressers. It's fine, since we really don't live there and do nothing except sleep." One commented.
The room was decked in black and red. Not their colors, really, but Hannah had steadfastly refused their attempts to get her to change it.
Dannie opened one of the closets, to be assaulted by an avalanche of silver. Slowly she dug her way out of the pile. Hannah snickered, "How was that?"
"Coats and boxers. You think they have enough?! I mean, considering they are their own dry cleaners!" She shouted back.
"Cleaning during the day is one thing," Two said, opening a draw and placing ties and vests into a suitcase, "Wearing the same suit every day is another. Just because we can clean our clothes dosen't make it right to wear the same clothes over and over."
"You should wear less clothes. Lesse...we have boxers, pants, shirts, ties, vest, coat. Six articles of clothing. Do you need all that?" Damion asked, "Do you know how difficult it is to remove?"
"It's more fun that way," He replied, shutting the suitcase and moving on to the shirts, "What's your call, One?"
"It's natural reflex to wear it. It's just...us. To little clothes would feel..well..naked." One shrugged. He opened another closet, this one much neater, seven or eight identical trench coats hung up on hangers and placed them all in a garment bag. After, he opened more drawers to reveal perfectly folded pants and began to organize them in his suitcase.
"You're so organized," Dannie commented, helping Two sort out his laundry, "And you are not."
"He's the organized, aloof, more serious one. I'm the messy, down-to-earth, joking one. We're da Twins. What can you say?" Two answered as he shut his third and last suitcase.
" 'da Twins?" Damion asked with a raised eyebrow, "You've gone all weird."
One hit his brother in the back of the head and made some comment about the Matrix that made Two laugh but it was inaudible to the rest of them.
Meanwhile, Hannah and Dannie smirked at each other as they slowly opened One's garment bag to pull out two of his coats. The two girls put them on, and opened another drawer filled with shades. Each took a pair. They both sneaked out of the room to look for mops. Hannah led Dannie to the bathroom, and they balanced the mops on their heads. Dannie kicked in the door to the Twins' room.
"LOOK! WE'RE THE TWINS!" Dannie shouted. Damion and Two laughed so hard they tumbled to the floor on top of each other. One just gave them a weird glance and began to twitch slightly.
"I'm One!" She continued, and put on a face of mock-seriousness. She pointed an accusing finger at them all, "I'm perfect because I'm a machine and you're all HUMAN!"
One growled, but the rest of them just laughed harder.
"And I'm TWO!" Hannah yelled, jumping next to Dannie, opening her arms and smiling, "I love you all!"
Two jumped up. "I have a fragile mental state! Shut up!"
Hannah continued with a huge smirk, "I also have a fragile mental state!" She glanced at Dannie and gave her a hug, "I love you One!"
"Get away from me, Two! You'll ruin my perfectness!" Dannie shouted back and pushed her away.
Both Twins were now looking at each other and glaring at Hannah and Dannie like they were going to be stabbed to death, while Damion was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "Ok, funny, funny, no mocking us anymore.." Two said between laughs.
They both stopped. Hannah gave her coat and shades back to One while Two had pinned Dannie and was forcefully removing her stolen pieces and handing them back to his twin.
"Is that all your stuff?" Damion asked, catching his breath.
They both nodded as One was repacking his garment bag. Each one of them took a suitcase and Two took two.
***
They arrived in Damion's house. Fairly average building.
"You're Hannah, right?" Asked Aiji, who was leaning on the couch.
"Correct. You're getting new roommates." Hannah said with a grin, "You know Dannie, I think, and behind her are One and Two."
"The Twins..the weird mirror one?"
"I don't like to be reminded of that." Said Two, who came up behind Hannah with one of his suitcases, "Can we please refrain from mentioning the stained glass?"
He nodded, "Alright. Is Damion there?"
"Right here, baby," He pushed his way through Two and Hannah, dropped the suitcase and swept Aiji up in a hug. He dropped Aiji and nodded to the Twins, "The room you want is the third door on the left. Drop your stuff there."
The rest of them shuffled off to the room. There was the sound of bags dropping, zippers opening, and clothes being put away.
"DAMNIT!" Came the first voice from the room.
"Jesus Two, what was that for?" asked a second.
Aiji raised an eyebrow, "What are they doing?"
Damion shrugged, "No clue."
"I banged my head against the closet! The closet is too damned small!" Two shouted.
"Get over it, Two!" Shouted a third that sounded like One.
"Shut up, One! Wait until you bang your head!" There was the sound of something hitting something else, and then another of the same, "Get off, One! Why the hell are you helping him, Dannie?! Ack, Hannah, don't you as well! Stop dragging me!" There was the sound of an opening door, "Don't you dare-----" There was a flushing noise, "YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" And then lots of dripping noises.
"Why didn't you phase?" Asked the second voice again.
"That's a good question," Said a fourth.
Aiji glanced at Damion, "So, who's the new roommates?" Noticing his shock, he comforted the element-demon, "Relax, D, It's ok."
"The Twins are moving in. Hope you don't mind."
AN~~ One more part, I think! I love making these snide comments and pressing blue-purple buttons! PRESS THEM OR DIE!
Flames = toasted marshmallows = ballistic marshmallow weapons. 1 1 \ / \ /
V: Explain, Haggle, Deal (Reborn after a Hurricane)
One slapped his forehead. Damion smirked. Hannah and Dannie glanced at each other and braced themselves for a lecture. One was good at that, "It only applies to us since we are constantly reading each other's thoughts. Loneliness of the mind is when you don't see something in the other's head. Think of it as being neglected. 'you never think of me', basically. Did you get that or do you have a supreme inferiority complex?"
"Good lecture," Hannah said to Dannie with a grin. She nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, I understand." Farf said in a tone that implied he didn't know and really didn't care either.
"You're an idiot, Farfello."
"Get it straight. I am immune to pain and I'm completely nuts. Not an idiot." He pointed his jackknife at the twin in an accusing gesture.
One flipped him off. Two slowly removed himself from Damion's embrace and walked up to his twin, "Yes, Two?"
"One...," He picked up his twin's hand and squeezed it gently in his own, "One, I'm sorry for neglecting you. I can't say otherwise, I can't think otherwise either. It's been my mistake and for that I apologize. But like was said, this is not the Matrix, and we are human, just with supernatural abilities. I have fallen in love. It's a human emotion, I'm not supposed to feel it, and had we been in our world I would not. But we are not, and I do. You need to accept that. But I understand why you're so angry. 'Absence makes the heart grow fonder' means that the less I see him the more I love him. But there is another saying that plays a key role." He glanced at Damion, "Do you know what it is?"
"Blood is thicker then water."
"Explain, please." One said curtly.
"It means that---"
Damion glanced at Two, "May I, Two?" the dreads bounced in a nod, "Blood is thicker then water means that no matter how much I love him he'll be your brother. Considering that you're closer then brothers, it should apply especially to you. He's related to you. I can't change that, and he'll never feel the same way to me that he feels to you. Because you're brothers. Twins, even. Like Two said before, it's not an experience he's felt. It's new. Don't you worry a lot about things you've never done before? He's afraid he'll screw up, I think. That's why he's thought so much about it. Again, there's nothing I can do to change what he thinks, or that you can see it. I'm sorry that I caused this---it was a mistake. But now I want more, he wants more, and if you keep acting this way you'll only make it worse."
One nodded slowly. He glanced at Two who had let go of his hand. Two was looking at him with the expression of hopefulness..didn't the humans call it 'puppy eyes'?
"I...I think I understand."
Two moved to stand in front of One, blocking Damion from his view. His tears had dried up---he now again resembled the badass 'silver Goth' much more. Aside from his wrinkled clothing (which could be easily fixed) and the fact that he was still sans sunglasses (Damion still had them---he hoped), "One, I love you. I love you as a brother, my best friend, and a soul-mate even. If you had called when I was with Damion, I would I have rushed over. We didn't get the name "The Twins" from nowhere. Not to mention the fact that we probably would have had more original names if we had been more individual. You can't imagine the kind of guilt that I've felt from being with him, from being not with you. I.I can't explain it. I love you, and I'm sorry, but I love him too. But..but it's a different level."
Farfello looked at the three of them, "See, I told you you'd get farther if you stopped shouting."
One flicked him off. Two grinned. Damion smirked, "You're pretty good at that, you know."
"Thank you, Damion." One said, and the other two weren't really sure if he was being sarcastic or not.
"So, the big question...can you accept me and Damion together? I'll not be so neglecting...but I won't be there all the time either. And if you decide to move into Damion's spare room, then I WILL be there...just not with you."
"He'll have to decide who he goes with each night," Said the element-demon, his grin returning, "Now I'm getting jealous of you."
One bit his lip and glanced from his brother, to his brother's lover. The spot he was supposed to have..what had been wrenched from his grasp so easily.
"We should pack immediately. God knows what we'd do if you lost a nail polish."
Two smiled broadly and jumped into his brother's arms, toppling them both (throwing One's shades flying) and sending them rolling onto the floor. One, surprised by the sudden burst of emotion, could only pat Two's back in half-shock. Two applied several furiously passionate kisses to his brother's neck, and then untangled himself from the elder Twin (who looked like he was dead).
At the sight of his brother's face, he burst out laughing.
Damion decided that he liked Two's laugh. It was deep enough to be masculine but rich and throaty enough to make him grin and stifles his own laughter. Come to think about it, he liked a lot of things about the albino. Starting with his dreads, ending with his toes, and everything in between. He put a hand in his back pocket. He felt something oddly shaped, and pulled it out. Two's sunglasses. With a grin, he poufed over to a small cabinet, pulled out a mop and placed it on his head and put the shades on.
"Look, I'm Two!" He shouted. The Twin turned to him, looking rather cross, and then laughed again. One had finally remembered that he was alive and gotten up. He was avidly searching for his sunglasses now, and after he found them (and put them on), he phased over to Damion and pulled the mop off his head. And smacked him in the head with the handle, "Ow!"
"That was completely and utterly necessary." One said with seriousness.
Damion rolled his eyes. Two was rolling on the ground with laughter.
"Come come, my esteemed friends," Said Dannie with a grandiose wave of her hand, "We must pack up Two's nail polish."
"NO! He might realize I took a bottle!" Hannah piped in.
"HOW DARE YOU TAKE MY NAIL POLISH!" Two yelled, jumping off the ground.
Farfello snickered as it was Damion's turn to laugh his head off.
"I was JOKING, you lame-ass!" Hannah shouted back, "But we DO need to go."
Two grabbed Damion and Hannah, One took Dannie's shoulder, and the five of them phased off..leaving Farfello in the dust. (but hey, he had his knife. Not like he noticed!)
***
They retreated back to Hannah's house, which was where they also lived. She had saved them from rabid fangirls some time ago, and they had taken residence in the extra room.
"SO, where exactly do you guys sleep?" Damion asked as they entered.
"The extra room down the stairs. There are two closets in there and a bunch of dressers. It's fine, since we really don't live there and do nothing except sleep." One commented.
The room was decked in black and red. Not their colors, really, but Hannah had steadfastly refused their attempts to get her to change it.
Dannie opened one of the closets, to be assaulted by an avalanche of silver. Slowly she dug her way out of the pile. Hannah snickered, "How was that?"
"Coats and boxers. You think they have enough?! I mean, considering they are their own dry cleaners!" She shouted back.
"Cleaning during the day is one thing," Two said, opening a draw and placing ties and vests into a suitcase, "Wearing the same suit every day is another. Just because we can clean our clothes dosen't make it right to wear the same clothes over and over."
"You should wear less clothes. Lesse...we have boxers, pants, shirts, ties, vest, coat. Six articles of clothing. Do you need all that?" Damion asked, "Do you know how difficult it is to remove?"
"It's more fun that way," He replied, shutting the suitcase and moving on to the shirts, "What's your call, One?"
"It's natural reflex to wear it. It's just...us. To little clothes would feel..well..naked." One shrugged. He opened another closet, this one much neater, seven or eight identical trench coats hung up on hangers and placed them all in a garment bag. After, he opened more drawers to reveal perfectly folded pants and began to organize them in his suitcase.
"You're so organized," Dannie commented, helping Two sort out his laundry, "And you are not."
"He's the organized, aloof, more serious one. I'm the messy, down-to-earth, joking one. We're da Twins. What can you say?" Two answered as he shut his third and last suitcase.
" 'da Twins?" Damion asked with a raised eyebrow, "You've gone all weird."
One hit his brother in the back of the head and made some comment about the Matrix that made Two laugh but it was inaudible to the rest of them.
Meanwhile, Hannah and Dannie smirked at each other as they slowly opened One's garment bag to pull out two of his coats. The two girls put them on, and opened another drawer filled with shades. Each took a pair. They both sneaked out of the room to look for mops. Hannah led Dannie to the bathroom, and they balanced the mops on their heads. Dannie kicked in the door to the Twins' room.
"LOOK! WE'RE THE TWINS!" Dannie shouted. Damion and Two laughed so hard they tumbled to the floor on top of each other. One just gave them a weird glance and began to twitch slightly.
"I'm One!" She continued, and put on a face of mock-seriousness. She pointed an accusing finger at them all, "I'm perfect because I'm a machine and you're all HUMAN!"
One growled, but the rest of them just laughed harder.
"And I'm TWO!" Hannah yelled, jumping next to Dannie, opening her arms and smiling, "I love you all!"
Two jumped up. "I have a fragile mental state! Shut up!"
Hannah continued with a huge smirk, "I also have a fragile mental state!" She glanced at Dannie and gave her a hug, "I love you One!"
"Get away from me, Two! You'll ruin my perfectness!" Dannie shouted back and pushed her away.
Both Twins were now looking at each other and glaring at Hannah and Dannie like they were going to be stabbed to death, while Damion was laughing so hard he could barely breathe. "Ok, funny, funny, no mocking us anymore.." Two said between laughs.
They both stopped. Hannah gave her coat and shades back to One while Two had pinned Dannie and was forcefully removing her stolen pieces and handing them back to his twin.
"Is that all your stuff?" Damion asked, catching his breath.
They both nodded as One was repacking his garment bag. Each one of them took a suitcase and Two took two.
***
They arrived in Damion's house. Fairly average building.
"You're Hannah, right?" Asked Aiji, who was leaning on the couch.
"Correct. You're getting new roommates." Hannah said with a grin, "You know Dannie, I think, and behind her are One and Two."
"The Twins..the weird mirror one?"
"I don't like to be reminded of that." Said Two, who came up behind Hannah with one of his suitcases, "Can we please refrain from mentioning the stained glass?"
He nodded, "Alright. Is Damion there?"
"Right here, baby," He pushed his way through Two and Hannah, dropped the suitcase and swept Aiji up in a hug. He dropped Aiji and nodded to the Twins, "The room you want is the third door on the left. Drop your stuff there."
The rest of them shuffled off to the room. There was the sound of bags dropping, zippers opening, and clothes being put away.
"DAMNIT!" Came the first voice from the room.
"Jesus Two, what was that for?" asked a second.
Aiji raised an eyebrow, "What are they doing?"
Damion shrugged, "No clue."
"I banged my head against the closet! The closet is too damned small!" Two shouted.
"Get over it, Two!" Shouted a third that sounded like One.
"Shut up, One! Wait until you bang your head!" There was the sound of something hitting something else, and then another of the same, "Get off, One! Why the hell are you helping him, Dannie?! Ack, Hannah, don't you as well! Stop dragging me!" There was the sound of an opening door, "Don't you dare-----" There was a flushing noise, "YOU'RE ALL GOING TO DIE!" And then lots of dripping noises.
"Why didn't you phase?" Asked the second voice again.
"That's a good question," Said a fourth.
Aiji glanced at Damion, "So, who's the new roommates?" Noticing his shock, he comforted the element-demon, "Relax, D, It's ok."
"The Twins are moving in. Hope you don't mind."
AN~~ One more part, I think! I love making these snide comments and pressing blue-purple buttons! PRESS THEM OR DIE!
Flames = toasted marshmallows = ballistic marshmallow weapons. 1 1 \ / \ /
