Author's notes:

I'd like to thank ya'll for the reviews I've got and I'd like it if ya'll send more. It might take some time to post each chapter 'cause right now I have family and old acquaintances coming to visit. And soon I'm moving to a new place and those things takes a lot of time.

Chapter three: Contacting Sydney

It would have taken no time to contact Sydney had they only remembered his phone number. "It's 922-65-471," Parker said. "No, I'm telling you it's 922-64-571," Lyle had gotten a little tired of the argument. They had been fighting over ten minutes and were getting nowhere.

Both Parker and Lyle had noticed that something had changed with the youth machine experiment, except for the obvious physical transformation. They no longer had the urge to pick up a gun to shot each other, that and fifteen year olds' hormones.

The feelings were more noticeably with Lyle; he had stopped being the ass he knew he was and tried to reach out to Parker, with no results so far. But that didn't mean Parker wasn't affected by it.

She found it very hard to stay really mad at Lyle, not when he flashed that boyish I-didn't-do-it smile that he pulled on Willie earlier. It was as if they were given a second chance to get to know each other and not feel as if they were too old or hateful to be siblings. But that didn't mean she didn't enjoy a good fight.

And so the argument continued, letting them release the pent up energy and anger that had been on a keeling end since this began.

"Oh you shut up; I know what the right number is!" Now Lyle was getting freaked out. Parker had risen from the chair and walked angrily towards his direction with the look of an angry lioness. Did he really think that? When Parker was angry, Parker was angry.

"Hey if it's that important to you, make the call then." He threw the phone to Parker and wondered if the sudden bout of anger came from newly gotten hormones, hatred of him or just the plain old Parker nastiness.

"Thanks," said in a suddenly warm tone was the closest he would get to an apology from Parker, at least for now.

"Your welcome," he said and left her to call Sydney while he raided the fridge. Lyle had gotten the sudden urge to eat and hoped the refrigerator had something eatable in it.

"I talked to Sydney. He said he'd do what he could but we could be stuck here for two, three days tops," Miss Parker said. "Is there food to eat?"

"Not much, not enough for both of us," Lyle answered. "You wanna annoy the babysitter?" Lyle said with a suggestive smirk.

"Hell, yeah!" Parker cried and pushed the button on the intercom.

"Yes?" a dark scratchy voice said. "We'd like six pizzas with extra cheese, mushrooms, Indian corn, and three big cokes, two big orange sodas and one huge whiskey bottle," Miss Parker recited from the food note they had written.

"Uh, sure, uh the food and drinks will be delivered in 30 minutes," the babysitter stammered.

"Thank you," Parker said politely before hanging up. "Sucker."

"Was the whiskey really necessary?" Lyle asked. "You really shouldn't be drinking at your age," he said teasingly.

"Hah, just for that I won't share with you," Parker said before helping Lyle readying plates and glasses. "Oh come on, I didn't mean it. Can't you share a little bit? I'm dying here," Lyle whined.

"Fine if you'll just stop whining," she said silently laughing behind his back. Lyle whining? It couldn't get better than that.

"Thank you," he said dramatically while trying to hug her, which surprised the both of them.

"Sorry," he said embarrassed. "Uh, it's alright," Parker said blushing a little. What had made Lyle want to do that she thought.

Then the doorbell, they obviously had, ringed. "Oh, good food!" Lyle practically ran to the door.

When the door opened it wasn't the delivery guy or the babysitter, it was Mr. Raines. "When I put you here I trusted you to behave your selves, not act like five year olds home alone. There will be no pizza, no sodas. All you get to eat is this," A man walked through the door and put down a tray with thin scorched toast with milk to drink.

"That's all?" Lyle said feeling a bit sick looking at it.

"Yes and that is all. Now behave your selves," with that Raines left them without a backward glance. The expression on the twin's faces was priceless……

To be continued…..