12.29.06 Data File: Dawn of Beginnings
Data File 0.2: Chapter 2
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Nine-o-clock. The alarm clock went off upstairs. Sora groaned, sat up, and messy bed-hair seemed to scar his appearance.
It was funny when Sora switched around the words 'appearance' and 'reputation'... In times like this, Sora would say, "Oh no, I've got messy bed-hair! I've scarred my reputation!"
... It was so funny that Suna loved being in public when Sora said that, so people could point and laugh.
Suna kicked off his covers, and was still lying on his back. He demanded, "Turn that thing off!"
Sora yawned. He indolently stood up, and quite loyal to his twin, he obediently walked across the room to turn it off. Suna yawned as this order was done, and he sat up. "Is it really nine?" Suna asked.
"Yeah..." Sora nodded with a tired face and sleepy eyes. He slammed the alarm clock, causing it to nearly break after shutting it off.
"Ohhh..." Suna moaned, "I'm so tired..."
"I know." Sora said. He didn't want to blame it on the midnight training - they both loved war and battle, no matter how much their parents despised it. "Hey, what's Mom cookin' up for breakfast?"
"I dunno." Suna replied, "Hey, but it smells good!"
Suna was wearing blue chocobo pajamas with matching blue slippers; Sora was wearing red moogle pajamas with matching red slippers. They readied in a position and Sora challenged, "Let's do the usual!"
"Yeah!" Suna agreed, "First one to the bathroom gets first dibs on breakfast!!"
With a "ready, steady, go!" ... They took off, racing for the bathroom door across the hall. Suna narrated the race silently in his head... "Suna dodges Sora... a perfect move. Sora's catching up... but he's too weak to resist Suna's amazing strength. Ha ha, Suna is the best racer out there."
Sora was highly concentrated, staring at the door and nothing else but the door. Suna was bragging about himself to dangerous excess, so Sora did a convenient leap that he'd seen his mother do whenever she got mad. He swung the door open and shut it just in time, and Suna ran into the door. "What!?!" Suna shouted, appalled at his twin. "Oh c'mon!"
"I win today!" Sora taunted. He locked the bathroom door. "Come by later."
"Damn..." Suna whispered. "Now Sora gets dibs on Mom's fantastic breakfast..." Suna was silent, and he inhaled, taking a large sensation of dreamland in through his nostrils. "Chocolate chip pancakes..." Suna gasped.
Sora shouted from inside, "I heard that! Whee, good thing I get it first no matter what!"
"While you're foolin' around..." Suna taunted, "I'll be doing my daily fifteen-minute sudoku!"
Sora was silent, "... Ok!"
Suna knew that Sora was highly obsessive with sudoku, the fun number puzzles, and they loved it so much, they solved a puzzle each day. Suna did an annoying whistle tune as he walked off to his room, and got dressed, then started solving the sudoku puzzle. He enjoyed it thoroughly, and so did Sora, who was trying to hurry up with brushing his hair, brushing his teeth, taking a shower...
Sora had finally left the bathroom after Suna had finished his timed puzzle. Suna raced to the bathroom and took advantages of his absence. He didn't mind being late, as long as the day wasn't ruined by it. Heck, Sora was the one who was born late. The twins were born in late August, a week late for some purpose... Suna was the first-born, taken out by natural birth. Sora was late, so they went with a quick C-section procedure, but before they could cut Tifa open, Sora was also naturally born, but it took two minutes and thirty seconds. "You were late, and always will be late..." Suna would often tell his twin brother, who sighed in annoyance at this famous quote he was always lectured by.
Suna started his shower; meanwhile, Sora got dressed and began his fifteen-minute sudoku with pleasure. They had this strange daily schedule, but it was the rules and principles put up by their mother, Tifa. She was the world's coolest mom, the twins already know that by just living with her, and it was never boring. She would change the schedule each month, but only alter it slightly, and they'd be positive adjustments for the benefits of the twins.
Sora got first dibs on pancakes, so he trotted neatly down the stairs. Suna peeked out the door crack and saw the annoying brunette prancing down the stairs. Suna growled, and began drying his blonde hair with the white towel. Downstairs, Sora grabbed the pancake straight off the pan, and placed it neatly onto his plate. He was at the table, gobbling up the chocolate chip batter, chocolate chips, and chocolate syrup.
Tifa was downstairs, flipping the pancakes, and she decided to tell the twins they were going to evacuate... but she changed her mind at last-minute. She gulped... He wouldn't kill them, not if she trained them. But she wasn't sure if Cloud would agree, or the twins were even interested in battle. It was in their blood, though! She finally came to the choice where she had no option but to act as if today was a normal, average day and that nothing whatsoever happened. It was sudden news, and it would be better if she talked it over with Cloud in a nice, friendly, adult-adult smalltalk or a long husband-wife-warrior-warrior conversation. Tifa left for a moment when Sora entered the room and snatched a pancake. She came back to see him glugging it down.
"Don't eat so much chocolate!" Tifa warned Sora, as he consumed it rapidly. Tifa had a long list of complaints, "We're gonna run out of chocolate again! And you boys know how much your father loves his chocolate... Hey, Sora! Are you even listening to me? Sora!" Sora poured a gallon more of chocolate syrup on his pancakes, while Tifa mumbled something of why she even bothers... Sora loved annoying Mom, unlike Suna, who usually ignored her.
Speaking of Suna, the exact copy-spitting-image of Cloud came downstairs, and he stood there, watching Sora try to gorge down four pancakes. Sometimes Suna wondered if it was possible for Sora to explode... They were both skinny, so how could their stomachs hold four pancakes? Suna gulped at this disgusting image of Sora exploding, and chocolate all over the ceiling... But he laughed also, out loud, too. "What's so funny, Mr. Smarty Pants?" Tifa said. She glared at Sora and then at him.
Suna shook his head, "Nothing..."
"I don't know what goes on in a teenager's mind anymore..." Tifa groaned. She stretched her back muscles, and smiled back at them.
"Oh, yeah! Thanks, Mom!" Sora called out.
"You won't be thanking her when you explode..." Suna thought. Sora frowned at Suna, and elbowed him lightly. Suna blinked at the reaction, and groaned, "Whaaaat...?" Sora pointed at Tifa, then at the pancakes, and then at him. Suna rose one eyebrow, curious at the sign-language motions and gestures his younger brother was using, until he finally understood. "Oh!" Suna said aloud. Tifa looked at Suna when he said that and she stared at him silently, blinking occasionally. "Thank you... Mother."
Tifa smiled. "You're welcome, Suna. You're welcome, Sora."
"What'cha wanna talk about while we eat?" Sora asked Suna. Usually when their mother was present, they'd all sit and talk, since they'd never get a chance to any other time.
"Hmm..." Suna pondered.
"I know!" Tifa said suddenly. The twins looked over at her, and more chocolate splattered on Sora's plate that dripped from his face. "We could make up our own funny stories!"
"Oh yeah!" Sora said with a mouthful of chocolate syrup.
"We used to play that when we were little..." Suna reminisced himself by saying it out-loud. Tifa and Sora nodded when Suna said it. "Alright! Who goes first?"
"Sora does." Tifa decided.
"Okay!" Sora said. They all stared with silly grins on their faces. "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." They all stared with silly grins on their faces.
"..."
"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."
"..."
"Ummmmmmmmmmmm..."
"..."
"Oh, I know!" Sora said. "Once upon a time there was this runaway princess... uh, from Heaven! She went to disguise on the Planet because she wanted to escape... marriage to the ugliest guy in the universe, the king of Hell."
"... I think I've read that book." Tifa said.
"Anyway, continue, Sora." Suna said. "It's interesting."
"... Ok." Sora said. "So she disguised on this Planet... as a... um, 17-year-old boy! There are these Heaven guardians that are searching for her... Well, actually two of them are her best friends, and the other two are searching for her."
"Your turn, Suna." Tifa said.
"Finally." Suna said. He got annoyed at Sora very easily, since he always mumbled and spoke either inaudible or inchorently, which both tick off Suna really bad. "The two guardians that are searching for her are exorcising ghosts and demons... The other two guardians that are her friends do it, too, because they're angels and it's their job to keep the Planet in daily order. But life was tough for the princess on the Planet, because..."
"I'll take it from here." Tifa said. She cleared her throat, winked, and brushed some of her hair back. "The princess is very beautiful and very attractive, so on our Planet, disguised as a boy, she looked like a very beautiful boy, of course. There are these evil people called yaoi fan-girls... That stalked her, thinking she was a boy, and paired her up with other boys, particularly bishounens/bishies, of course."
"Ah, we see!" Sora smiled.
"Yaoi... fan-girls?" Suna said.
"Your turn, Sora." Tifa said.
"Oh no." Suna groaned.
"Oh, yeah!" Sora said. "Uhhhhhhhh... Where were we?"
"... The princess was paired up with boys?" Tifa said.
"Oh yeah!" Sora said. "Uhhhhhhhhh..."
"We're gonna be here all day." Suna mumbled.
Tifa blinked. "You're right. I should get back to doing the dishes."
"Mommy, don't leeeeaaavveee." Sora whined.
"I'm not leaving." Tifa said. She scrubbed some grease off a frying pan with her shell-pink fingernails. "You boys can keep playing if you want, I forgot I'm kinda busy..."
"But you never spend time with us anymore, Mom..." Sora sighed. "I won't play unless you play. Right, Suna?"
"Hm?" Suna said. "Oh, sure."
Tifa smiled. "You guys are so sweet."
Some time went by as Suna and Sora were holding up their "weapons", which happened to be bottles of whipped cream. They squirted the sticky, white substance onto each other's faces, until Tifa told them to calm down. Truth to be told, the people at the bar - Cloud was serving them at this present moment - were acting just like the twins, throwing pies at each other, drinking beer, pulling on each other's hair, stuff like that... The twins seemed to fight a little more clean, though. Tifa hoped the twins wouldn't grow up to do such wicked things like that. She really hoped she'd raise them to do better. After all, they both contained half her DNA, and she wouldn't have the two people that contain half her DNA do such stupid things. She got lost in thought again as she cleaned with the white rag, and then stared at the silky white texture, getting lost in the maze and blurs of cleanliness.
"So, what're we going to do today?" Sora asked. He warfed down the pancake, and chocolate began dripping his chin.
"Well..." Tifa turned around to look at the twins. Her eyes widened slightly, she grimaced, and pointed at her chin. Sora didn't seem to get the image. Tifa began rubbing her chin until finally Sora took a cloth and wiped the chocolate off his chin. She smiled. "We're going to do the usual."
"You mean... homework and chores?" Suna asked.
"Yes." Tifa replied. She began cleaning off Cloud's plate from earlier that morning.
"But... it's Christmas vacation!" Sora exclaimed.
"I know that." Tifa said. "But you guys are two days behind! You must catch up soon. You promised to do it sometime this vacation after Christmas... Heck, you promised me you'd do it yesterday. Now that you didn't... it's either today, or I'll bug you for the rest of vacation until you do it."
Mothers can be so cruel at times... Suna gulped, "You're right, Mom. We're fourteen. We're in the ninth grade. Homework's just as simple as that."
Tifa smiled. "Alright, now I expect you to finish that science homework first."
"Science homework!?" Sora exclaimed. "But we just ate, and science can be so disgusting...!"
Suna glared over at Sora, and Tifa said, "What's the matter? You're not brave enough?" She had just hit their weakness... They never liked being called weak.
"I'm not weak!" Sora said. He smiled and leaped off the chair. "C'mon, Suna, let's finish up that science homework!"
Tifa winked at Suna. He winked back at her. "Alright!" Suna agreed.
"That's my boys!" Tifa said. She turned on the faucet and hummed a happy tune as she cleaned off their plates.
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Author's Note:
You guys don't know how fun it was to write that! I loved it! I decided this chapter would be early morning, a mother and sons bonding moment... It was sweet. I loved it! Making up stories... ha-ha, I do that for a living, so I thought it'd be fun to write about it. Sora doesn't seem to be very good at this game, though. Oh well, he's not the only one. Reminds me of The Only Tomorrow, whom I previously said was my sibling... The Only Tomorrow does the EXACT same thing that Sora does... It's just me asking "Hey, can you make a story?" and The Only Tomorrow responds, "Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." XD Sound familiar, The Only Tomorrow?
The story that Sora made up is actually a manhwa, a Korean manga, called Angel Diary. Not many have heard of it, I don't think. If you review and say you've heard of it... You get a cookie! Yes, that's the storyline to Angel Diary that Sora said, and Tifa has read it. If you've read it, you'll know the series isn't complete yet... Book five, the last book, has yet to arrive at my front door.
From the original chapter 1 draft, this was a short talk between Tifa and her twins, where she asks them to do science homework, because they haven't done it all week. I lengthened it extremely... Also, she decided not to evacuate the twins. It was a wise decision... But we'll see what happens, now won't we? This chapter didn't take long; it was very much like a short story. I enjoy writing these though.
I need reviews... I need reviews. Constructive criticism is needed most. Praises are needed second most. Flames are needed third most. Keep this in mind. I'm on Whee, I can't stop writing chapters... Oh yeah, that saying was by kleptomaniac0, the genius of Put Your Lights On fan-fiction... Where he/she mentioned "Writers on Whee", when people can't stop writing fan-fictions, they just keep on doing it and can't stop... I'm on Whee. Yes. On Whee.
Go Tifa! Go Suna! Go Sora! Go mother and sons! They want you to review! Review! Review!
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