Cheesy and Banana

"Oi! That's mine bitch!" Cheesy yelled at her twin, Banana.

"No it's not!"

"Is to!"

A light bulb in the lamp nearby exploded, both girls screamed and ran from the room.

Downstairs their parents sighed and looked at each other.

"We have to send them to a school." Mr. Kentson said.

Mrs. Kentson pursed her lips,

"They're already attending school."

Mr. Kentson took a deep breath trying to remain calm,

"I mean a school for people like us."

"Like you, you mean."

"They're like me."

"No they are not-"

"MUM! CHEESY MADE ANOTHER LIGHT EXPLODE!"

"DID NOT!"

"DID TOO!"

"DIE BITCH!"

"WHORE!"

"GIRLS STOP BICKERING! RIANNA REPLACE THE LIGHTBULB!"

Cheesy pouted as Banana grinned,

"Shuddup."

XXXX

Five minutes later...

"I still think it'll be better for the girls to go to a school where they will both be excepted! If anyone was to find out they were witches at their current school-"

Mrs. Kentson interrupted,

"We will just move again."

"But moving isn't going to solve the problem!"

"True, but it sure beats sending them off to England to go to some magic school."

"Honey," Mr. Kentson took his wife's head in his hands, "I love you dearly, but you're awfully close minded."

Mrs. Kentson frowned and decided to change the subject,

"The girls are quiet again..."

XXXX

Both girls giggled as they sat in the shed making lightbulbs exploded and reassemble themselves over and over again, both sitting on two of their dads old broomsticks, hovering off the ground.