The following story is based on the series WHR owned by Sunrise and Bandai.

I actually already had this story completed, but I was uploading two different works on the same day and had to quit before my brain fried. Sorry to those of you who didn't get the bird reference. It will be explained shortly. Oh, and Tetris does actually have a lot of levels, they're just really difficult.

"Hello everyone! I'm Bushtit. Bushtit Sena!"

"Whaaat?" Doujima asked incredulously and rather rudely. "Someone named you after a small brownish bird primarily found along the Pacific coast of North America?"

"Jeez Doujima, how did you just happen to know all that?" Sakaki asked from behind.

Looking indignant, the Robin-clone put her hands on her hips. "I was not named after a bird. Everyone just assumes that and we all know what assuming does."

"Well, she certainly doesn't act like Robin," Michael muttered under his breath. Doujima nodded in agreement.

Meanwhile, Amon was staring in disbelief back and forth between the two girls. Now there's two Lolitas I have to keep my hands off of. Why does this always happen to me? Goddamn it!

"If you're not named after a bird, then what is it?" Karasuma broke in.

Clearing her throat, Robin spoke up. "Well, you know how I was named after Robin Goodfellow, king of the witches? I think that means she's named after the legendary Bushtit Jones, the ancient Inuit Prince of the Narwhals."

"Wait," Karasuma began confused. "An ancient Inuit named Bushtit Jones? And what do narwhals have to do with witches? For that matter, do the Inuit even have prin – oh, never mind," she conceded, sitting back grumpily.

"Yes Robin, that is exactly the origin of my name. And, as you have probably guessed, I am your twin sister Bushtit."

"Funny," Michael began. "I would have pegged you for a Raven."

"Well, we don't have another desk for you just yet, uh, Miss Sena," Kosaka began apologetically.

"Just call me Bushtit."

"Uh, right." Kosaka continued. "So, you'll have to share a desk and terminal with Robin. She hardly uses it anyway. Now, since you're new to hunting, you'll be paired with Amon and Robin." Kosaka ignored the look of panic rising in Amon's eyes and went on. "They'll show you how witch hunting is done here in Japan," he finished proudly.

"With orbo?" Bushtit inquired.

"Yes, that's right, with orbo. Would you like to wear an orbo pendant during the hunts?"

"Yes, that'll be fine," she answered, to which Karasuma angrily rolled her eyes, wondering once again what the hell was wrong with everyone.

Once Kosaka left the new threesome, Bushtit sidled up to Amon, smiling slyly. "I'm sure you'll be able to teach me everything I need to know."

Amon abruptly stepped back, his face unusually agitated, wondering why the gods hated him so much. Meanwhile, Robin wore a look of indignant horror at her newfound twin sister's actions. Amon was hers and no long-lost identical twin sister was going to take him away. Although, she frowned, if Amon did fall for, uh, Bushtit, then didn't that mean he had had feelings for her at some point. Confused, Robin slunk off to get another cup of coffee, her fifth so far for the day.

Father Juliano definitely has some explaining to do.

"Ugh. How can you drink that crap?" Bushtit inquired with a crinkled nose as Robin returned with a cup of her beloved beverage.

"You don't like coffee?" Robin squeaked incredulously. "But you grew up in Italy too, didn't you?"

"Robin drinks at least two full pots of coffee a day," Amon added, unsure of what to say. He already had a difficult time communicating with Robin properly; he didn't need a double dose of awkwardness.