"Luan? How are the eggs?" Luna asked, looking across the table to try and meet her sister's eyes. No one else was at the breakfast table, considering everyone was at school. Their father was at work, and Luna decided they should power against the machine by skipping school. Luan hadn't agreed to that idea at all. In fact, she dodn't disagree either, so it was hard to tell what she wanted.
Luan stayed silent, picking up her fork and poking at her fried egg with no interest. She tore open the yolk, the yellow fluid dribbling out mimicking her emotions. Luna decided to try again.
"Hey, Luns," She started again, deciding to use the cutesy nickname she made for her. "How are the eggs? Wouldn't you say their... eggscellent!" Luna finished her joke, trying to bring a smile to her sister's face. To add to the effect, she added a bout of fake laughter afterwards.
If laughter was the best medicine, Luan was allergic to it, as she didn't even crack a smile. The laughter turned into nervous giggling and then finally died down, as she realized she wasn't going to smile anytime soon.
"I'm not hungry," Luan mumbled as she got out of her chair and walked to the living room. Sitting on the couch, she did not move a muscle. She didn't reach for the remote, didn't run her fingers inbetween the cushions, or hadn't really moved at all. Luna started to worry, picking up her plate of half eaten scrambled eggs as she placed her food on the coffee table and sat next to her on the couch. Putting a hand on her leg, she tried to see what was wrong.
"C'mon, little dudette, you haven't been talking much lately. Look, all of us are bummed out too, but that doesn't mean that there won't be times where we can't make jokes! You're the funniest person I know. So come on, say something funny to me." Trying to cheer the comedian up, she gave her a warm smile. Luan opened her mouth.
"What's the difference between my house keys and the will to live?"
"What's the difference, Luns?" she said, finally ready to hear one of her sister's famous jokes.
"I haven't lost my house keys." She said before staring down at the carpet. She rested her head on her hand.
"Hahahaha! That's so funny Lu-- oh." The ex-musician realized what the joke meant and fell silent once more.
"You know what? Let's watch some TV." She said before reaching the remote.
"I'm not in the mood, Luna." She replied, taking it out of her hands and tossing it to the side.
Luna looked around the room frantically to look for something to keep Luan occupied. Suddenly, her eyes looked over the plate of food she still had.
"You should at least eat a little, sis." She said before grabbing the plate and fork. Getting some eggs on the fork, she moved it towards her mouth.
"C'mon, Luan, eggs are one of your favorites!" she said. Luan kept her lips shut, refusing the food.
"I don't want to eat. I don't feel good."
"Come on, just a couple of bites." She pleaded, inching the fork closer and closer.
Suddenly, Luan smacked the fork out of her sister's hands, the silverware making a clanging sound and the eggs falling to the carpet. Luan stood up.
"I said I'm not hungry!" She yelled before storming out of the room. The other girl just stood there, looking down the hallway and then back at the spilled food. Putting the plate down, she began to clean up the mess.
Luan stomped to her room, clearly upset. She didn't want to see her sister for the rest of the day. She was in no mood to talk to her, especially in the state that she was in. Her hands shook, her body rejecting whatever food that she did eat, and her eyes began to feel weary. Deciding to take a nap, she laid her head on the pillow, willing herself to sleep. She would have to interact with Luna all day, which she hated.
After all, they did share a room together.