Persephone stood at one of the kitchen counters and looked through a French
recipe book. Several of the servants and cooks darted here and there around
her. The kitchen doors suddenly came open and in walked the Twins. Perse
looked up as the two silently approached her.
"Well, are you going to be good?" She looked at Two who stood with his hands behind him. He nodded and leaned against the cabinet. While one of the cooks came up and started talking to Perse, the Twins looked around the huge kitchen. Many cooks, maids, servants, butlers, and other people were busy preparing that evening's meal. Some were at the stove, others leaned over a long table in the middle of the room, and others washed dishes. It all seemed rather boring to the two youngsters until One spotted a row of carving knives hung on one of the far walls. He looked at Two, nudged him and pointed toward the knives. Both smiled. Surely they wouldn't get in trouble for borrowing them for awhile. Besides the Mero had given them each a razor of their own. The Twins looked up at Perse, who was still in deep conversation with the cook, then phased and reappeared over on the other side of the room next to the wall with the knives. One problem though, they were too short to reach them. One walked over to a stool that was setting nearby and pushed it over until it was right under the knives, then climbed up the side of it until he reached the top and stood up, placing his hands against the wall to balance himself. One glanced across the room to make sure Perse wasn't watching then looked over the choice of knives before him. He pulled off one of the bigger knives and handed it down to Two. He turned and pulled off another one and handed it down before reaching for two more for himself.
"What are we gonna do with 'em?" Two asked.
"Fight of course!" One jumped down from the stool and he and Two began clashing the knives together in a fencing way. They laughed and chased each other, then went back to hitting the knives together. The Twins, for awhile, went unnoticed by the cooks, servants, and Perse until One threw one of his knives. The knife flew across the kitchen and stuck in one of the cabinets beside Perse's head, the knife's blade just skimming her face. She dropped the book she held and scrambled to get away while not really realizing what had happened. She turned and looked the knife over from the tip of its wicked blade that was stuck good in the wood cabinet, all the way down to the end of its wooden handle. Once the other people in the room finally realized what had actually flown by them, they all started screaming and scrambling to get out of the way. Not paying any attention to the ruckus they had started, the Twins continued their battle, running through the crowded kitchen while waving their knives in the air and shouting, their silver dreadlocks and coats flying behind them. Several of the maids jumped up in the chairs to get out of the Twins' way as they bolted through like a couple of wild savages. One of the cooks dropped a bowl of flour when Two hit against his legs, and started yelling at the twin in French. The china bowl hit the floor with a loud crash; sending pieces of glass and a great cloud of flour dust everywhere.
"Two, One!" Perse shouted through the mayhem. The Twins stopped abruptly right into Persephone's arms and looked up at her, both of them smiling. Persephone snatched the knives out of their hands and gave them to one of the cooks.
"Just look what you've done!" She said while pointing to the people standing around the kitchen staring in her direction. The Twins lowered their heads shamefully and slowly turned to look at everything. To them it was cool. They had actually caused all of that, but they knew they were in trouble and that it was a good idea if they didn't smile this time. They turned back to the angry Perse and coward. She took them by the arms and pushed them up against the cabinet where they had been standing at before.
"Now don't you move from that spot." She firmly said before turning to help clean up everything.
The Twins looked at each other then turned to watch Perse and the cooks. Getting bored, Two turned and opened one of the drawers to the cabinet and pulled out several utensils. One did the same, only the drawer he opened was full of dishcloths and rags. Rag after rag, cloth after cloth, One continued to pull them out until the drawer was empty and all the nice clean dishcloths were scattered on the floor. At that moment, the Merovingian came through the kitchen doors.
"Perse!" He gasped.
Perse looked up from what she was doing.
"What is it?" she asked. All the Mero could do was point toward the Twins. Perse groaned at the sight. She walked over and grabbed the Twins by the arms again; Two dropped the utensils he held in his hands as Perse dragged them over to the Mero.
"You watch them for once. They found the carving knives awhile ago and nearly killed me." Perse pointed at the knife still stuck in the cabinet. "And look at the mess they made." She gestured at all the flour everywhere.
"Me watch them?!" The Mero looked down at the Twins.
"I thought you'd want to. After all you did create them. The way you act I almost gather that you don't care about them."
"I do care about them. It's just that,"
"They aren't adults?" Perse looked into the Mero's face. "Why did you make them children if you don't like children?"
"I made them children so they could learn and grow up to be assassins. You learn easier and quicker when you're young, or at least humans do. I was hoping it would be the same way with these."
"You can always reprogram them to be adults and make them smarter."
"Then you'd yell at me for doing it because I would have taken away your 'little angels'." The Mero frowned.
"Well we're going to have to do something, they're about to drive us all crazy." Perse sighed. "Look at us, yelling and snapping at each other. It's not normal." Perse grabbed hold of Two's coat when he started to walk away.
"What do you suggest?"
"Punishment." Perse looked down at the Twins. "We've never come to a decision on what punishment we're going to have for them."
"We could lock them in their room." The Mero crossed his arms.
"No, they can phase and get out."
"I can take their phasing powers away until they learn."
The Twins' heads perked up at the Mero's words.
"Although I still say the old fashioned way is still the best."
"Spanking?" Perse looked at the Mero. He nodded. The Twins looked at both Mero and Perse nervously. Persephone bent down and placed her arms around the two.
"You can't do that to them." Perse kissed them both and hugged them. "The little angels."
The Mero sighed and rolled his eyes. He was going to say something, but he decided not to.
"Come on, we'll lock them in their room until dinner." The Mero grabbed onto One while Perse took Two.
The room was small compared to some of the other rooms of the chateau, but it was big enough for both Twins and their belongings. The once beautiful dark blue carpet had frazzled and worn places all over it from where the Twins had been working at it with their razors. Two beds, one on each side of the window, filled up a great deal of space while a desk, dresser, night table, and a toy chest took up the rest. All of the beautiful wood furniture also had nicks and splintered places in it from the Twins' razors. The ceiling above one of the beds had bullet holes in it from the little incident of when Two took his machine-gun to bed with him and it accidentally went of. Persephone had to do all she could that night to calm the Merovingian down and to keep him away from the Twins. Something about his 'precious' French chateau.
Perse and the Mero placed the Twins in their room and walked toward the door.
"But Daddy," Two sniveled.
"I said no whining. I've taken your phasing powers away so don't try and think you can get out. You both have been running a little too wild around here. It's time you start learning to behave yourselves. You both are staying in here until dinner." The Mero turned to Perse and both of them went out and closed the door behind them. The Twins looked at each other. One jumped off of the bed and ran to the wall, trying to go through it. He slammed hard into it and fell back onto the floor. Tears swelled up in his eyes as he tried soothing the pain in his head. He lay back down and buried his face in the carpet and started to cry, either because of the pain or from the fact that he was scared of being locked in or both. Two watched in silence. It was a new experience for the both of them. They had never been locked up in a room before, especially without their phasing abilities. As he watched his brother cry, Two began to get scared too. He picked up a small blanket lying on the bed beside him, walked over to One and put one corner of the blanket in his hand. One slowed his crying and opened his eyes to see what his brother had placed in his hand, and at seeing the blanket he looked up into his brother's face. Two smiled and sat down on the floor next to One. One lay back down and pulled the blanket up to his face.
"Look on the bright side of it, at least they didn't spank us." Two softly said while rolling a toy Cadillac back and forth on the floor.
"Yeah." One's voice was muffled by the thumb stuck in his mouth.
"What does it feel like not being able to phase?"
"Feels horrible, like a part of us has been taken away." One turned his head over and looked at Two. Two took out his razor, opened it and began running his finger down the sharp side of the blade. For about an hour the Twins sat in silence and waited until the Mero and Perse came to let them out.
"Well, are you going to be good?" She looked at Two who stood with his hands behind him. He nodded and leaned against the cabinet. While one of the cooks came up and started talking to Perse, the Twins looked around the huge kitchen. Many cooks, maids, servants, butlers, and other people were busy preparing that evening's meal. Some were at the stove, others leaned over a long table in the middle of the room, and others washed dishes. It all seemed rather boring to the two youngsters until One spotted a row of carving knives hung on one of the far walls. He looked at Two, nudged him and pointed toward the knives. Both smiled. Surely they wouldn't get in trouble for borrowing them for awhile. Besides the Mero had given them each a razor of their own. The Twins looked up at Perse, who was still in deep conversation with the cook, then phased and reappeared over on the other side of the room next to the wall with the knives. One problem though, they were too short to reach them. One walked over to a stool that was setting nearby and pushed it over until it was right under the knives, then climbed up the side of it until he reached the top and stood up, placing his hands against the wall to balance himself. One glanced across the room to make sure Perse wasn't watching then looked over the choice of knives before him. He pulled off one of the bigger knives and handed it down to Two. He turned and pulled off another one and handed it down before reaching for two more for himself.
"What are we gonna do with 'em?" Two asked.
"Fight of course!" One jumped down from the stool and he and Two began clashing the knives together in a fencing way. They laughed and chased each other, then went back to hitting the knives together. The Twins, for awhile, went unnoticed by the cooks, servants, and Perse until One threw one of his knives. The knife flew across the kitchen and stuck in one of the cabinets beside Perse's head, the knife's blade just skimming her face. She dropped the book she held and scrambled to get away while not really realizing what had happened. She turned and looked the knife over from the tip of its wicked blade that was stuck good in the wood cabinet, all the way down to the end of its wooden handle. Once the other people in the room finally realized what had actually flown by them, they all started screaming and scrambling to get out of the way. Not paying any attention to the ruckus they had started, the Twins continued their battle, running through the crowded kitchen while waving their knives in the air and shouting, their silver dreadlocks and coats flying behind them. Several of the maids jumped up in the chairs to get out of the Twins' way as they bolted through like a couple of wild savages. One of the cooks dropped a bowl of flour when Two hit against his legs, and started yelling at the twin in French. The china bowl hit the floor with a loud crash; sending pieces of glass and a great cloud of flour dust everywhere.
"Two, One!" Perse shouted through the mayhem. The Twins stopped abruptly right into Persephone's arms and looked up at her, both of them smiling. Persephone snatched the knives out of their hands and gave them to one of the cooks.
"Just look what you've done!" She said while pointing to the people standing around the kitchen staring in her direction. The Twins lowered their heads shamefully and slowly turned to look at everything. To them it was cool. They had actually caused all of that, but they knew they were in trouble and that it was a good idea if they didn't smile this time. They turned back to the angry Perse and coward. She took them by the arms and pushed them up against the cabinet where they had been standing at before.
"Now don't you move from that spot." She firmly said before turning to help clean up everything.
The Twins looked at each other then turned to watch Perse and the cooks. Getting bored, Two turned and opened one of the drawers to the cabinet and pulled out several utensils. One did the same, only the drawer he opened was full of dishcloths and rags. Rag after rag, cloth after cloth, One continued to pull them out until the drawer was empty and all the nice clean dishcloths were scattered on the floor. At that moment, the Merovingian came through the kitchen doors.
"Perse!" He gasped.
Perse looked up from what she was doing.
"What is it?" she asked. All the Mero could do was point toward the Twins. Perse groaned at the sight. She walked over and grabbed the Twins by the arms again; Two dropped the utensils he held in his hands as Perse dragged them over to the Mero.
"You watch them for once. They found the carving knives awhile ago and nearly killed me." Perse pointed at the knife still stuck in the cabinet. "And look at the mess they made." She gestured at all the flour everywhere.
"Me watch them?!" The Mero looked down at the Twins.
"I thought you'd want to. After all you did create them. The way you act I almost gather that you don't care about them."
"I do care about them. It's just that,"
"They aren't adults?" Perse looked into the Mero's face. "Why did you make them children if you don't like children?"
"I made them children so they could learn and grow up to be assassins. You learn easier and quicker when you're young, or at least humans do. I was hoping it would be the same way with these."
"You can always reprogram them to be adults and make them smarter."
"Then you'd yell at me for doing it because I would have taken away your 'little angels'." The Mero frowned.
"Well we're going to have to do something, they're about to drive us all crazy." Perse sighed. "Look at us, yelling and snapping at each other. It's not normal." Perse grabbed hold of Two's coat when he started to walk away.
"What do you suggest?"
"Punishment." Perse looked down at the Twins. "We've never come to a decision on what punishment we're going to have for them."
"We could lock them in their room." The Mero crossed his arms.
"No, they can phase and get out."
"I can take their phasing powers away until they learn."
The Twins' heads perked up at the Mero's words.
"Although I still say the old fashioned way is still the best."
"Spanking?" Perse looked at the Mero. He nodded. The Twins looked at both Mero and Perse nervously. Persephone bent down and placed her arms around the two.
"You can't do that to them." Perse kissed them both and hugged them. "The little angels."
The Mero sighed and rolled his eyes. He was going to say something, but he decided not to.
"Come on, we'll lock them in their room until dinner." The Mero grabbed onto One while Perse took Two.
The room was small compared to some of the other rooms of the chateau, but it was big enough for both Twins and their belongings. The once beautiful dark blue carpet had frazzled and worn places all over it from where the Twins had been working at it with their razors. Two beds, one on each side of the window, filled up a great deal of space while a desk, dresser, night table, and a toy chest took up the rest. All of the beautiful wood furniture also had nicks and splintered places in it from the Twins' razors. The ceiling above one of the beds had bullet holes in it from the little incident of when Two took his machine-gun to bed with him and it accidentally went of. Persephone had to do all she could that night to calm the Merovingian down and to keep him away from the Twins. Something about his 'precious' French chateau.
Perse and the Mero placed the Twins in their room and walked toward the door.
"But Daddy," Two sniveled.
"I said no whining. I've taken your phasing powers away so don't try and think you can get out. You both have been running a little too wild around here. It's time you start learning to behave yourselves. You both are staying in here until dinner." The Mero turned to Perse and both of them went out and closed the door behind them. The Twins looked at each other. One jumped off of the bed and ran to the wall, trying to go through it. He slammed hard into it and fell back onto the floor. Tears swelled up in his eyes as he tried soothing the pain in his head. He lay back down and buried his face in the carpet and started to cry, either because of the pain or from the fact that he was scared of being locked in or both. Two watched in silence. It was a new experience for the both of them. They had never been locked up in a room before, especially without their phasing abilities. As he watched his brother cry, Two began to get scared too. He picked up a small blanket lying on the bed beside him, walked over to One and put one corner of the blanket in his hand. One slowed his crying and opened his eyes to see what his brother had placed in his hand, and at seeing the blanket he looked up into his brother's face. Two smiled and sat down on the floor next to One. One lay back down and pulled the blanket up to his face.
"Look on the bright side of it, at least they didn't spank us." Two softly said while rolling a toy Cadillac back and forth on the floor.
"Yeah." One's voice was muffled by the thumb stuck in his mouth.
"What does it feel like not being able to phase?"
"Feels horrible, like a part of us has been taken away." One turned his head over and looked at Two. Two took out his razor, opened it and began running his finger down the sharp side of the blade. For about an hour the Twins sat in silence and waited until the Mero and Perse came to let them out.
