A Little Birdie Told Me
By Anouk-Claire and Fifi Babineaux
Aka: The Sisters Babineaux
Prelude
Emily strolled nonchalantly into the bedroom, finding Beth(any) sitting cross-legged on her bed, glasses on, notebook in hand. Her face wore a mask of confusion, as she scribbled down notes that would later be impossible to decode. She looked up.
"Yes?" she asked. She had a questioning expression in her eyes, which spoke both irritation and acceptance.
"Just wonderin' what you were doing," replied Emily, as she stuffed her hands into her pockets. Her long, blonde hair cascaded down her shoulders to the small of her back. Her slate blue eyes were shining, and she wore a pleasant expression on her peachy skin.
"Well if you really want to know, I'm writing a sappy love story between Monsieur Raoul et moi!"
"And…?"
"And I would appreciate your help," sighed Bethany, with an irritated tone. Emily squealed and jumped onto the bed, causing papers to fly.
"Emily! Dang it girl…!"
"Sorry, geez!" Emily quickly picked up the papers and restored them into some form of an orderly pile. Bethany snatched the off her with a reluctant "thank you." A few moments of annoyance later, Emily piped:
"Wanna put on some music?"
"Sure… put on POTO, track 10."
"Okey dokey." She placed the CD delicately into the boom-box and pressed play after skipping it to track 10. She remained by the CD player as they both listened to the joyous voices of the Masquerade attendees. She then swiftly turned to Beth with a whining tone in her voice.
"Can't we play a different track? This track is so boooooring!" she complained sarcastically. Beth sat up erectly.
"Well what you would prefer then!"
"Think of Me! Only the best track eva!"
"That's only cuz you're selfish!" Beth whined in a childish timbre. She stood up, got off the bed and stomped towards her sister, slapping the hand that was slowly moving closer to the 'skip' button.
"Don't!" Beth exclaimed.
"Ow!" Emily drew her hand back with the eyes of a wounded puppy. Suddenly, the entire bedroom shook, and both girls fell to the ground as they rapidly placed their arms over their heads.
"Beth!" screamed Emily. Bethany couldn't hear her. All went black as the girls scrambled around to find their balance. Their nails scraped the for the ground… finally they had touched down on some sort of flooring. As they collapsed, their faces hit what seemed to be carpet. The rolled over simultaneously, all they could see were flashes of red…gold…red…gold…red...black…