A/N: W00t! I finally got all of my testing done so I'm free to write now so updates will probably come a lot sooner. Other than that this goes to everyone: DON'T ASK IF YOU CAN BE IN MY STORIES, frankly it irritates me to no end and I have most of this story outlined and plotted, I just need to get around to digging out my binder for school with all of my writing because that is where this is kept.
Afternoon, 2037
"Come on Zan I dare you" Wilbur Robinson egged his twin sister on. "I did it, it's easy" His black hair was stuck up in its usual cowlick as he stared at Zan who slightly resembled him, they had the same dark hair although Zan or Zandra's stuck up on end like their father's.
"Shut up Will, I'm not stupid." Zandra said looking up from the thick book she was reading. Her sapphire blue eyes were slightly hidden behind her rectangular glasses. Physically she was a gangly teenage girl who hadn't gotten used to her last growth spurt. Her worn jeans barely reached her ankles; her dark blue t-shirt on the other hand was brand new and fit perfectly and a black trench coat was wrapped around her.
"But you're a coward! You never take chances!" Wilbur exclaimed gesturing around his sister's bedroom which was spotless.
"If I do it will you shut up?" Zandra asked placing a bookmark in her book and closing it.
"Yeah" Wilbur said nodding quickly
"Alright then" Zandra said standing up, she walked over to the transport tube and stepped in, appearing in the garage a few minutes later she sighed once more. "I'm so gonna be dead" She muttered walking over to a sleek boomerang shaped time machine.
"YES!" Wilbur exclaimed "And I'm going with you, to make sure you actually do it!" He said laughing
"Whatever" Zandra said "Just get in" she said hopping into the driver's seat.
"Man I wanted to drive!" Wilbur said
"I'm older, and the last time you drove a time machine you crashed it." Zandra said cocking one of her thin eyebrows at her brother.
"You're only ten minutes older than me!" Wilbur exclaimed
"The only ten minutes of peace I ever got…" Zandra muttered as she turned the motor over and punched in the date their father was left at the orphanage.
"Why'd you pick that date?" Wilbur asked
"Because I felt like it" Zandra retorted as she flipped the autopilot on. "Don't touch anything." She ordered, Wilbur glared at her but didn't say anything.
Suddenly the ship started rocking erratically and beeping loudly, looking at the control panel Zandra studied the flashing lights and groaned loudly.
"What's wrong? What's happening? What did you do?!" Wilbur exclaimed
"Dumbass you didn't recharge the battery after your little escapade to the past!" Zandra retorted "We're gonna crash!" She yelled strapping her seatbelt on. "We are so dead!" She yelled after the large impact. Looking around she groaned Wilbur was gone leaving a cracked windshield behind. 'Oh cripes…" she muttered