What if Raffine found the mirror first:

"Perfect!" Raffine cheered. "That must be Ms. Accord's. I'll be taking that!" But before she could, a scary shadow beast jumped in front of her.

"You can have it if you can scratch your way against the Prince of Darkness, the Feline Demon Ki-."

"Popoi?" Popoi flinched. "Ms. Accord! I know you're hiding here. Why are you even hiding here?"

"Sh-She's not here!" The big Popoi slowly walked backward.

"Oh! So you're sentient?"
"N-No!"
"You're not fooling me. Finally, I know one of her secrets! Oh, La-Ti-Da~ Wait a sec. I'm having a case of deja vu. Haven't we gone through this already?"
"Nya…"
"I think it's coming back to me…"

Popoi's mind was racing. He pulled out a certain jewel out of his body. He bowled it past Raffine who fixated at the jewelry she didn't get to have thanks to Klug in that stupid volley-

*THUNK*

"Wh-Where?" Raffine woke up dazed next to the crypt's entrance. "What just happened? Huh? Oh, an Amethyst Pearl to call my own. What's this?" Her intuition told the thing was the thing she was looking for. Plus, it has "Mr. Accord's Thing" written in pen on it.

Alternate Alternate Alternate Alternate 17
What if: There's a Doppelganger Raffine instead of a Copy Amitie?

Hey, the writer here, sorry to break the immersion. But I'm skipping to where Raffine has been cloned and Sil was conflicted to stop it. Because while I really wanna write this chapter, you've seen this begin in a few times before so I'll get to the important and good bits. I won't blatantly break it like this from now on.

"Oh, how come you never give that look to me normally? I said I acknowledge I am the Doppelganger. I have a brain. Any nitwit in my position can see everything is mirrored." She tapped her head to show she thinks they're stupid.

All in the classroom were quiet, even the rage-filled Akuma. This doppelganger of Raffine, while clearly not happy about her status. She's proven in the first few seconds of consciousness that she seems, as her original counterpart would describe her looks, flawless. But it's nothing concrete.

"S-So you'll except death?" Amitie managed to get the uncomfortable question.

"No! I want to live."
"Well, too bad! You'll be dangerous for me."
"No. I said I want to keep on living."
"No, you will die!"
"I will fight you until we can both co-exist!"
"So you kill me in my sleep?!"
"Why should I? I'm your reflection given life!"
"Meaning?"
"I know you're not dense! I am you!"
"That's perfect reasoning for you to kill me."
"Killing is wrong, I won't do that."

Sig pushed the two Raffines apart. Akuma's spirit broke, his body fell apart. (He can't process this.) Doppelganger Arle also lost it in a similar way. So only Sig had enough absence of self-preservation to get between the two martial artists.

"Raffine?"

"Yes?"
"Yes?"

Both were miffed their sure not to be escalated conversation was derailed…

"Let's calm about this. New Raffine seems less like the bad guy here."
"Thank you!"

"Who's side are you on?" Old Raffine clenched her fist. "Don't you see that evil glare she has?"

"Eh…"
"Um…"

*Suppressed chuckle.*
*Unconscious rage*
*Unconscious whine*

Amitie, Lidelle, Sig, Klug, Akuma, and Silvana, in that order, reacted.

Klug laughed at the absurdity.

"What's so funny?"
"What's so funny?"

"You have the same glare." Klug said as blunt and as straight he possibly could.

"It's more resentful than evil." Lidelle noticed, Amitie agreed, Sil had a nightmare and two Raffines were in them, Sig threw her over his shoulder.

"Told you. I'm just like you." Raffine 2 looked on smugly while admiring herself at the same time.

"I got that! But that means nothing, I'm not gonna trust you until you prove you're not out to kill me."
"HOW THE HELL AM I SUPPOSED TO PROVE THAT!?"
"I DON'T KNOW! YOU SHOULDN'T EVEN EXIST!"
"JUST GIVE ME A CHANCE!!"
"WHY SHOULD I!? DADDY WILL HAVE YOU ABANDONED!"
"DON'T BRING DADDY INTO THIS!!"

"I-Is the new Raf… crying?"
"D-Didn't know she had it in her."
"Don't be such a meanie, Klug."

Amitie walked up to the new Raffine to comfort her. Her pride pushed her away.

"If I may have a word. AND HEAR ME OUT ON THIS!" Klug preemptively let the pinkheads know. "If this Raffine is an outlier of a Doppelganger…"

"Okay, I know that's what I am. But stop calling me that."

"I said hear me out! Assuming she isn't a ticking time bomb. Being this hostile to her will make a self-fulling prophecy. And if she's treated like garbage until she's proven innocent well…"

Raffines' minds were racing, Klug was making this case for this supposedly evil being. For all Raffine 2 knew, she was lying to herself. But she wanted to live and keeping both of herselves alive is the ticket. 'Klug…' Her heart felt fluttery. He's willing to fight for her rights.

"…she'd be worse than either of you are now." Raf 1 made a haughty huff, Raf 2 lightly pushed him over in nonchalance to hide her anger.

Amitie and Lidelle failed to catch him.

"Fine. But that doesn't change my point. There's no way we can know that. How would you kno…"

"Boy, all this making my head hurt."
"Uh huh, I hope I never get a Doppelganger…"
"Same here, Liddy. I feel like I'm stuck in quicksand."
"At least you got out of that, Miss Ammy."

"…Amitie!"
"Huh?"

Klug snapped several times to get her attention. "You get Mr. Fielding. First, he needs to know about this. Sig, keep an eye on them. Lidelle, try and wake up Mr. Akuma and Silvana. Got it?"

"Yup…" Sig replied.

"What are we doing?" Amitie asked for herself and her little green friend.

"For the love of- We're taking them to fortune teller!"
"But Feli's outta-"
"PRIMP HAS FORTUNE TELLERS TOO! ABSOLUTELY NO FELI REQUIRED!"


Mr. Fielding arrived at school. Amitie had explained the situation as best she could, but was worried about his only daughter...s' safety. He laid his eyes on the two.

He witnessed the two from glaring at each other to happy from seeing their daddy. One of them went in for a hug. "Daddy." In confusion Mr. Fielding, while he always would accept it normally, hugged her back.

"S-So… Uh. Which one are you?" Those words stung Raffine 1. The one that did not hug.

"She's the Doppelganger!"
"I'm the Doppelganger…"

No matter how Raffine 2 tried to hide it. Her father felt the fear. "Come. If you're truly harmless then you're welcome to keep on living in our mansion."

"Daddy!"

"Now, we have to test you. Come, my little lady…ies." Mr. Fielding patted his daughter's clone on the back. "Mr. Akuma, we're off."

Akuma had been awakened in between Amitie's search and had been caught up to speed and gave an earful to the students. Sil woke as well, she went home early. "Come to me if it turns out she's lying to everyone. Including herself, kuma, kuma!"

The man nodded. "I know at least three fortune tellers. Farewell, everyone."


Mr. Fielding walked between his daughters, the two would not stop staring at each other. It was too surreal on top of the problems they have with each other.


"The worst I see is these two giving each other black eyes. Miraculous. A doppelganger that's normal. I suggest you make the best use of it." The fortune teller told.

Raffine 2 cheered and Mr. Fielding was happy for her. Three out of three fortune tellers… Plus discounts for a potentially life-threatening emergency. "I wanna go for four, daddy!" Raffine 2 was in a good mood.

"I think you've proven your point…" Raffine 1 didn't know how to feel as they walked out of the building.

"Looks like you have got a sister now." Their father reeled them in closer.

"Ooh…"
"Ooh…"

They didn't like that idea. "Be honest, New Raffine. Want a new room or do you want to share?"

While Old Raffine said no. New Raffine was conflicted. All her stuff was there. But she'd had to share it a person she knew better than anybody else. "I wanna try."

"Give her a baby name book, Daddy."
"What?"
"If I have to share my room with her, I want to at least not share my name!"
"But I don't wanna. Raffine's just perfect!"

"Dear, RaffinA is your birth name." Their father corrected. "Wordsmithed it myself."

"And that's perfect too, Daddy."
"I agree."

The fact that Old Raffine agreed disgusted her. She continued. "But that's too close."
"Ugh… I can't help but agree…"

New Raffine felt similar. "But I wanna try choosing my own name."

"Very well. Don't expect me to buy you a new bed, it's King size."

"Daddy!"
"Daddy!"

He sighed. "Look, sweethearts, unless you want less extravagant beds, your room isn't big enough for two."

*Angrily stares*
*Stares Angrily*

"I'll have the staff make your favorite dish. I'd better tell the staff about this."

*Raffine and Raffine's room…*

The two were in Raffine 1, training in fighting gi. While Raffine 2 (TBD), who didn't have a gi, was writing down names she liked. She knew she wanted to keep the rough R to keep the contrast. So her options were easy all thing considering, despite her sight being mirrored. She's resourceful. Nothing the mirror in her powder compact couldn't solve.

"Hey, you." They didn't diginify each other to call themselves by name.

"Hmph, I'm not handing over the Gi yet, vous faiseur." She kept kicking the sandbag.

Raffine 2 (TBD) sighed. "You're lucky you a have one insult over me, moi même!" She said as someone would passive-aggressively say: 'mon amie.' Raffine 1 grumbled. She knows she's right.

"What do you want?"
"Your input in my individuality."

Raffine 1 stopped torturing that poor sandbag. "I'm listening…" She walked up to her bed. THEIR bed.

"I narrowed my new name down to these three. I want you to choose… Sister…" Raffine 2 (TBD) gave her list.

ǝǝnɒЯ
ɒlɒǝʜpɒЯ
ɒniʇυЯ

Raffine 1 looked up from the note. "Do you expect me to read this ****?"

"Pardon. Oh?" Raffine 2 (TBD) slapped her head. "For ****'s sake… It reads Ranée, Raphaela, and Rufina."

"Well, the last one is out."
"Why doesn't that surprise me?"
"Hmm… Raphaela. You'll be Raphaela [the middle syllable is pronounced with an A, like lay, sway, day. Regardless of how it's actually pronounced]."
"Why that one if I may ask?"
"Because I'll be stuck with you. Better give you the best name on the list."

Raffine 2 (TBD) was floored. She finally got some kindness out the girl she's cloned from. "Thank you." She said sincerely.

"Whatever. I'm done with my training for today, I'm drumming." She took off her gi and tossed it to her clone's face. Putting on something else.

It smelled like sweat. "Remind me to go by Oshare's later for my own gi."

"Let me go with. I was growing out of it as it is."
"Good, maybe going shopping with you may make you more tolerable."
"Likewise, Raphaela…"

"You know what? I'm skipping a day of training, Raffine." 'I need to get used to this.' "Give me those drumsticks. Let's jam."
"Why should I give you my drumsticks?"
"Because I can't read the music sheets in my current state, **** ****!"

Raffine pouted. 'This is my life now.' "Hmmph." *Self important toss* She picked up her guitar. "Now then." Raffine put on her rock voice. "Give me a beat, Raphaela."

"To your *** maybe…"
"You know it stings when we sit!"
"Oooow… Don't remind me."

'Splendid, now we just need a bass player~'
'Splendid, now we just need a bass player~ Ouch.'


To recap if you wanna keep me you gotta stay fit
My adoration is worth every little bit
Aaaaaand if you even think my standard's too high
Turns out you're not my kinda *false note* g-
oh, **** it all.

"See, Raffine. I'm not the only one here who screws up here."
"Well excuse me, 'Phaela. Do you wanna play guitar?"
"Not until we've found a way to have my eyesight fixed! Why don't we spar it out!"
"You what, good idea! But I can't fight lefties yet!"
"You're a lefty to me!"
"Oh."
"Hm."
"La-Ti-Da~"
"La-Ti-Da~"

The girls packed up their stuff. Put on gi, and whatever substituted as a second gi. They bowed.

"What style, Raffine? Anything goes? Ohohoho~"
"Anything goes~"

They bowed.

*Later…*

"And that's why you suck ***!"
"Can't think of anything better!?"
"**** off!"

Sportsmanship was lost between the two somewhere between. They broke all the rules in the book. It's miracle their animosity hasn't resulted in broken bones.

"********! Shove off with that!"
"No, you filthy lefty! In fact, you can SHOVE it right up your ******* **-"

"GIRLS!"

The two stopped immediately in their tracks. They hated it when their father got mad. Their father knew that as well. He calmed down. He sat down on judo mats where his daughters were lying hurt. He asked them to crawl into his arms.

They did, it's been a while they had quality time with their dad. "I'm happy you two played music together. Needs some work." He chuckled at their grumbles. "And it's great you finally have a worthy sparring partner. I really am." He exhaled. Raffine and Raphaela prepared themselves.

"Trust my business experience, Ladies. If you wanna get the most out of both, you two have got to try to get along. I can't pay the other you out of the other's life. You two have to live with each other for now."

The twins moaned. He said what they didn't want to hear. Mr. Fielding sighed. Something the twins also didn't want to hear.

"Raffine…" He turned to the other. "Raf…"

"Raphaela." Mr. Fielding's eyes widened, and it soon turned to a small smile.

"Raphaela… It's as beautiful as Raffine." And Raphaela smiled and Mr. Fielding muzzled her.

Raffine involuntarily made some jealous mumbles. "You know, Raffina. If you want some too, just ask~" He said playfully.

"Please." She said as quiet as a mouse. Raphaela giggled to herself.

Mr. Fielding backtracked. His daughters' happiness usually takes priority.

"I leave a lot for you two responsible ladies to work out yourself. I trust you will here too. Be vulnerable. You're allowed to be around me, but there are literally no secrets between the two of you at the moment. You two can be there for each other when I can't."

The twins kept glaring at each other, despite his wishes. "You two already are already on your way, I heard you two swear so liberally."

*Busted!*
*Busted!*

*Jolly chuckles* "Before you ask, I've known for ages." He pulled his daughter's closer in a nostalgic daydream. "I am so delighted your mother lives through you two. And that you're comfortable enough to swear in each other's presence, more importantly."

"But I thought-"
"But I thought-"
"Ugh…"
"Ugh…"

*Silent rock-paper-scissors*

"I thought she was a proper lady?"

"She was." Their father shrugged. "She also a giant try hard about it." Stroking the hair of both of them. "And so are two."

'…Do I feel, insulted, betrayed,-'
'-like Mother has been devalued, or do I feel relieved?'

They tried to read each other's thoughts. To their Father, this looked like they were enforcing sibling rivalry. He wasn't sure if he should say this. What Raffine wanted he wants to be picked by herself. He wanted them to be free thinkers and does his best to support them. To be as little influence over her as possible. 'Better say it for their sake.' "You know…" 'Should I?' "A lot of people can't resist the appeal of twins."

Their eyes sparkled. They shook each other's hand looked each other in eye with a firm understanding that this doesn't mean they like each other.

Mr. Fielding smiled. "Also try to remember I will always love you two equally. I have no favorites. So don't fight for my affection. You'll need to stay healthy for the tournament in Zeri."

"Yes, Daddy."
"Yes, Daddy."

"Heh. I missed spending time like this. How about I'll take you two out for some shopping?"

"Really?"
"It really has been a while~"

"As long as you too do pick out some different accessories. I need something to tell you two apart, without looking at your hips to see where your pouch is. I will also have the staff get you two some ice for your black eyes."

*Later at night…*

One of them tried to sleep through the smugness. "Hey. I'm wearing our favorite nightgown."

"******* coin flips."
"La. Ti. Da~"

*Later in the morning…*

Both bed-headed the two looked at each other and had an idea.

"I'll comb your hair if you do mine."
"AND the nightgown's mine."
"Lessivage exigeant."
"Donnez-moi la robe et faites-en."
"Bien sûr. Parce que je veux que ça reste en un seul morceau."
"…"
"…"
"Cours de français étaient une erreur…"
"Oui…"

When the twins went to school, with a lot of makeup to cover the black eyes. A lot of people said things like "Oh, look. I didn't know Raffine had a twin." And whenever somebody casually glanced at them they gave them a non-verbal flirt as they passed by. High fiving each other for their teamwork when nobody saw.

Of all the classmates, Amitie and only Amitie welcomed Raphaela with open arms. Lidelle and Sig were indifferent (Sig moreso), Klug didn't want to die, and Silvana…

About a week later, Lemres came by and offered Raphaela normal eyesight. She gladly took it.

Raffine and Raphaela generally became good at anything they tried, Youth Martial Arts Tournaments, music, modeling, journalism, Puyo Puyo. They became richer and famous.

Critics say they're good at overcompensating when it turned out they're born amagical. And to top it off their dad didn't even die of anything except of natural causes in his 70s. They have it pretty good in the future.

*Sil's caravan…*

"It's not fair, Sig! It's not faaaaiiiii-haaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiir!" Doppelganger Arle cried into Sig's jacket. "No matter how hard I try, I fail! And she just gets to be a perfect copy!" She slammed his chest.

Sig weeped for her as well. Raphaela's existence made Doppel go in a hysteria. He comforted her as best as he could.

Author's Notes:

If it's any consolation, Sil and Sig became a lot closer, and a lot faster in this timeline. Silvana is also a bigger mess than the others.

I signed up for Grammarly now, as opposed to using it without. It helps. I'm just not premium.

Next up: Silvana has been injured and watches Amitie Pierrot succeed at something complicated.