After a long talk, some of it getting very loud and in French, about the Furbies, the Merovingian and Persephone walked out of the room. The Twins watched from a distance as both the Mero and Perse walked down the hall, all the while in deep conversation. One looked at Two and the two of them went into the room where their 'parents' had been. They walked quietly and carefully around the huge room for awhile, looking over the many knickknacks setting on the tables and shelves. Before long, One happened to open up a drawer to one of the tables and drew out a bottle of glue. Not knowing what glue is, One opened the bottle up and smelt. He wrinkled his nose at the stench then carried it over to Two, who was playing around with a portable CD player and headphones that had been lying in one of the elaborate padded chairs.
"Smell of this stuff." One said while handing the bottle of glue to Two. Two took it and sniffed before jerking the bottle away from his face.
"Eeew! What is it?"
"I dunno. I found it over there in that drawer." One pointed across the room to the table. Two put down the headphones and CD player on the table beside the chair and stood up.
"Ooops! I dropped it." Two struggled to get hold of the bottle of glue again. Some of its contents spilled out onto the seat of the rich looking chair. The Twins looked in curiosity, One poking at the glue with his finger.
"It's sticky!" he exclaimed.
"Looks like honey." Two said while smelling it again. "But it sure doesn't smell like it." He wrinkled his nose again at the foul odor.
"Maybe it's invisible paint!" One said.
"I'll see if it is." Two dipped his finger in the glue bottle and climbed up onto another chair and took the CD's headphones from the table. He smeared some of the glue onto the ear pieces and laid it back down while reaching for a piece of paper to wipe his hand off with. His hand came in contact with a magazine setting off to the side, but before he could pick it up it stuck to the finger he had the glue on.
"What's wrong?" One asked while watching Two struggle to get the magazine off his hand.
"I don't know. It's stuck to my hand!"
One grabbed hold of the magazine and pulled it off, ripping it in the process and pulling off one of Two's rings. One fell back onto the floor and held up the magazine with the glue on it. The magazine was now stuck to his hand. One grabbed it and pulled it off and struggled to make it let go of his right hand.
"Help me get this thing off." One whimpered after failing to get the magazine off. Two rolled off of the chair, tumbling onto the floor and into One.
"Ow! Watch where you're going." One grumbled while pushing his brother off of him. As Two rolled off, his long trench coat hit the bottle of glue that had been setting on the floor, causing the rest of the glue to spill onto the carpet.
"Hold still." Two said while grabbing the magazine and jerking it away from One's hand. He threw it across the room.
"There. We'll never touch that again." Two sighed.
"Here's your ring." One handed Two the ring he had pulled off. Two took it and slipped it over his small, dark nail tipped finger and positioned it like it should be.
"C'mon, let's go explore some of the other rooms." One finally said after watching Two put his ring back on. One jumped up and started for the door, but stopped when he heard the Mero coming toward it.
"Daddy's coming!" He quietly whispered, running back to Two. "We've got to hide."
The Twins jumped up and ran over behind the chairs and hid behind the window drapes. Just as they hid themselves, the Merovingian came in and walked over to the chairs. He sighed in frustration then sat down in the chair Two had spilled the glue in. He ran his hand through his hair and reached for the headphones to the CD player and placed them on his ears. After pressing a few buttons, the Mero leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes. Soft French music was always good to listen to after a hard day. The Twins peeked out from behind the drapes and looked at each other.
"Watch this." One whispered while snickering. He slowly walked out from behind the curtain and up to the table and reached for the CD player's volume control. It was hard to do since the table was somewhat tall and he was short. After finding it, he flipped it up as far as it would go before dashing off and behind the curtain again. The Mero yelled and jumped up, fumbling around for the player. He turned the volume down and looked around the room for what had caused it. Seeing nothing, he leaned back again and closed his eyes.
"Do it again." Two giggled. One, grinning, made his way over to the table and pushed the volume up. The Mero jumped and fumbled, again, for the player, this time stopping the CD and reaching for the headphones. The headphones wouldn't budge. The Merovingian grabbed onto them and tried gently to take them off, but they were fastened tight to his ears. He started to get up, but found that his pants were also stuck tight to the seat of the chair. He grabbed the armrests and tried pulling himself out, but it was no use.
"Persephone!" the Mero shouted at the top of his voice. He tried again to get up, but found that he took the chair with him when he tried standing and sat back down for the weight of the chair was too much to drag or lift. To add more confusion, the CD player rolled off of the table and nearly jerked his ears off before coming loose from the headphones.
"PERSEPHONE!" The Mero shouted louder this time. Grumbling in French, he tried prying his pants loose.
"What is it?" Persephone finally came into the room. She stopped and looked in wide-eyed wonder at her husband. She couldn't contain herself and burst out laughing at such a sight as what was before her. The Merovingian stood in his underwear, his pants half coming down and stuck to the chair, and earphones on.
"Will you stop laughing and help me?" The Mero roared. Persephone, still laughing, walked over and tried to get the Mero's pants undone, but found that it was a lot harder than she had expected.
"I think we're going to have to cut them loose." She finally said after a hard struggle. The Mero sat on the floor, put his feet on the chair and tried pulling his pants loose, but they were determined not to come off.
"How in the world did you ever manage this?" Perse said with a slight laugh.
"Persephone, if I knew that I would tell you." The Mero sighed before giving his pants another good yank which sent him sprawling backwards onto the floor.
"What about the headphones?"
"They're stuck to my ears!" The Mero's eyes widened and his nose flared.
"You aren't serious."
"Yes I am."
Perse walked over and grabbed the earphones and tried pulling, but stopped when the Mero made noises in French that told her it hurt to pull on them.
"I do believe this house has gremlins in it!" The Mero shouted, again pulling on his pants. "It's no use, Perse. They aren't coming loose." The Mero sighed and tried standing up. Once he was up and standing in the middle of the floor with nothing on but his shirt, socks, shoes and underwear, he gave his pants a good kick before going off speaking in French. He stopped and looked at Perse and she turned toward the window at the giggling that was heard coming from there. Perse walked over and pulled back the curtains revealing the Twins. The Twins gasped, backed up next to the wall and coward.
"We're sorry." One whimpered.
"Yes we are!" Two added.
Perse grabbed One by the arm and jerked him out into the open and then grabbed Two, but she soon found that the curtain followed Two. Perse stopped and looked at Two's hand.
"It's stuck and I can't get it loose." He softly said, wriggling his hand to try and loosen it. Perse let go of Two's arm and tried prying his hand from the curtain, and, like Mero's pants, it was stuck tightly too.
"Mero, what are we going to do?" Perse sighed while walking over to her husband. Two followed, but was stopped when the length of the curtain ran out. Frustrated and on the verge of crying, he gave it one quick jerk. With a pop, pop, pop the curtain rings flew in every direction, and the curtain fell to the floor. Two walked over to Perse, dragging the curtain along. She looked down at him and the curtain then looked at the Mero.
"That's one strong child." She softly said. The Mero said nothing, but instead coldly stared at the Twins.
