Yeah, this is the first chapter. Read. Now. I command you. *finds old cheese under computer desk that feels like rubber*

I had decided to go to Sarah's restaurant for an early lunch of my favorite, Alponian chowder. As I entered the Benbow Inn I was almost knocked over by Jim rushing to a table with a tray that had what looked like a bunch of intoua bones on it. I looked at the table he was rushing towards and smiled.

      'Well, didn't expect to see her here,' I thought.

      I followed Jim to the table and said, "Hello Jim." Then I looked at the person that was at the table. "Why, if it isn't my older sister, Delilah!"

      "Delbert, we're twins," Delilah stated flatly.

      "Yes, but you're older by three minutes," I said matter-of-factly.

       "Whatever."

      "Hey, Doc, you know her?" Jim asked.

      "Uh, Jim, did you miss the whole conversation? She's my twin sister."

      "No, I'm older by three minutes," Delilah said sarcastically. I rolled my eyes at her and sat down at the table.

      "Hey, I'd love to chat but I have to serve more food. See y'all later!" Jim ran away to the kitchens, almost running Sarah over in the process.

      "I think that kid's going to hurt someone."

      "Yes, he almost knocked me over when I came in," I told Delilah. "He was carrying a tray of bones…" I looked down at the tray on the table.

      "Oh, I'm on a diet."

      I stared at her. She was so skinny she almost looked frail.

      "Stop staring at me! Okay, I was on a diet and these were so good that I can't stop eating them," Delilah admitted. "Try one!"

      I cautiously took a bite out of one.

      "These are good, but I prefer Sarah's Alponian chowder myself. The stuff she serves here is the stuff to make your hair shine and your ears soft." Delilah's eyes widened so much I thought they were going to explode.

      "She has chowder here?" Delilah asked enthusiastically.

      "Yes, and it tastes even better with salaro seeds," I said, carefully watching her expression.

      "Salaro seeds?! Those are a delicacy on Canio! It's expensive to buy them there, let alone to import them! It would take thousands just to import two sacks full!"

      "Yes, we made…sort of a deal. She insisted that I don't pay for my meals, so as a gift I get her a few bags full every year. She doesn't use them a whole lot."

      "I'm not too thrilled that you inherited most of the family fortune." Delilah frowned.

      "Delilah, for one thing, it's tradition for the youngest to get the money, and besides, I said if anybody needed some money I would gladly give it to them."

      "Good. I need a-hundred bucks."

      "Delilah, I said if anybody needs it, and I happen to know that you are pretty well off."

      "I got a new longboat. Had it sanded and painted metallic purple. It says 'Delilah's Delight' on the side too."

      I stared at her once again as if she had three heads and could read minds. That had been the strangest thing I had ever heard.

      "I told you, stop! I know it's weird but could you lend me some money to pay it off?"

      "Uh, sure, I'll go to the bank after we eat."

      Sarah came over to our table.

      "Hi, Delbert, what'll it be?

      "The usual Sarah, thank-you."

      "I'll have some Alponian chowder. With salaro seeds too please," Delilah said.

      "Sure! Delbert, could you come with me for a second? I need to tell you something."

      Somewhat confused, I followed Sarah into the kitchen.

      "Delbert I need to ask you a favor. Business hasn't been to well lately, and I barely have enough money to keep this place running. I might need your help," Sarah stated sadly.

      "Sarah, I'd gladly help you. What are friends for?"

      Sarah smiled. "Thanks Delbert. Stop by later, after everyone is gone."

      "Sure."

      "Okay. Hey that girl at the table…did you finally find the right one for you?"

      I had to try really hard to restrain my laughter. "No, Sarah, she's my sister, Delilah!" I burst out laughing as Sarah turned slightly red.

      "We're all entitled to a few mistakes in our lives."

      "I know, but it's still funny!"

      Sarah started walking back to the table. I followed, still trying to stop laughing.

      When we got to the table I sat down and said, "I probably should have introduced you two earlier. Sarah, this is Delilah, my sister. Delilah this is Sarah."

      "Nice to meet you, Delilah. Well, I better get back to the kitchens. See you later Delbert!"

      "She's nice…" Delilah said as Sarah walked to the kitchens again.

      "Are you saying…me and Sarah?" I asked, giving her a scared look.

      "No, no, just observing."

      "Yeah right!"     

      All of a sudden the door burst open.

      "Mrs. Hawkins!"

      Inside the doorframe two robo-cops stood on either side of Jim. Sarah looked around the door-frame of the kitchen. As soon as she saw the cops she ran up to them. Everyone was silent.

      "Jim, this is the tenth time this week! You were supposed to be cleaning dishes in the back!" Sarah   berated Jim harshly.

      "We caught him solar-surfing again. We wouldn't have minded it if he hadn't been flying through the mining machines," one of the cops explained.

      "Um, officers, I'll take full responsibility for this incident. I have been giving him materials to create his solar-surfer." I said, standing up.

      "Well, sir, I suggest you stop, otherwise we'll have to have you arrested," one cop said as he rolled towards me.

      "Uh, sure, I'll discontinue providing them immediately."

      I sat down again, Delilah giggling. I gave her an angry glare, but that made her smile more.

      The other cop turned around.

      "Mrs. Hawkins, we must be on our way. One more time, and he will be sent to the Juvenile Detention Center. I have heard some things people say about him. Some say he's very smart. I'd hate to see him in jail when he gets older, but that's the way he's heading."

      The cops left and Sarah grabbed Jim by the arm and pulled him to the kitchen. Delilah and I finished our meal in silence.

      When we were finished, Delilah said, "We should probably get to your house. Can I stay with you for a few days?"

      "Sure, but before we go, you want to stop at the bank, right?"

      "Yeah. Let's go."

      Delilah and I crept out of the Benbow Inn, knowing we would be back later to be victims of Sarah's wrath.

       Yum, that cheese was good. Especially those green spots. JK. Anyway read on. I think you will enjoy this story from your adored writer. Now, that little pointy thing that looks like an arrow? You use that to click the go button to submit a review. It's all the rage, so do it now!