It's the Prankster Siblings!
A man and woman sat quietly in their living room, staring at the clock.
"Huh, ever thought how slow the hands move?" The woman asked, her hands resting behind her head, above the small ponytail tied with a red bowtie. She looked at the man, who was lying on the sofa. The man was silent.
The woman sat up. "Hey," She said, "I said 'Hey'!" She picked up a pillow and threw it at the man. The pillow hit the man square in the face. The man also sat up. "What the hell?" He shouted angrily, "What did I do?" The man had short, black hair and looked identical to the woman.
The woman scowled. "North, you answer me when I ask you a question!"
The man jumped up. "And who the hell do you think you are?" He shouted.
"I am your older sister!" The woman shouted back.
"Yeah, you're not my mom!" The man exclaimed, "You can't tell me what to do!"
The woman marched up to the man. She jabbed her finger against the man's chest. "You listen here, you little brat. You really need to show some respect to your elders! Next time I address you, you better answer with a 'yes ma'am'!" She growled.
The man grabbed her collar. "Stop treating me like a child!" He roared.
"You are a child!" The woman headbutted the man in the chin, sending him flying across the room. The man stood back up and charged the woman. The pair fell down on the floor, hitting and grabbing each other.
"Hey, the Carolina kids are playing again!" Arkansas pointed and exclaimed. The man and woman glared at her. "We're not playing!" They hollered.
"So," Arkansas said, "What were you guys fighting about?" She rocked on top of South Carolina's bed.
"I actually don't really remember," North Carolina muttered, "She disrespected me is all."
"You disrespected me!" South Carolina replied. The siblings gave each other a death glare, and Arkansas had to get in between them. "Now, now, now," She said, waving her hands. "Let's all calm down!" She adjusted her hair red band, which part of it was covered by her black hair. "You two really don't get along, do you?" She asked.
South Carolina turned her head away. "Hm! He's a brat!" She declared.
"And you're a prude!" North shot back.
"Wow, you two, take it down a notch!" Arkansas interjected, "You guys really have some animosity for each other, huh."
"Yeah, it's all her fault," North said. He glanced at Arkansas. "Why are you even here?" He asked.
"I just wanted to see what you two were up to," Arkansas replied.
"Oh, there's nothing to do here. Anyways, want some gum?" South Carolina dug into her bag and pulled out a pack of gum. She extended her hand out.
"Oooh, sure!" Arkansas said as she took a piece. As her fingers curled around the piece of gum, a piece of metal snapped forward, catching her finger.
"Ow!" She shouted, pulling her finger back. South Carolina burst out laughing. "Man, you fell for that so hard!" She said, wiping away tears of laughter. Arkansas looked at North, who sighed. "She's always like this," He explained.
"Hey! This was from your stash!" South said. North let out a grunt. "You think I use such crude devices?" He asked.
"You guys have way too much time on your hands," Arkansas chuckled as she opened up a laptop. What she saw on the screen caught her off guard.
"Oh, you found our meme page," South Carolina whistled as she scooted behind Arkansas.
"Meme page?" Arkansas questioned. North Carolina jumped onto the bed. "Yup, we spent countless hours honing our internet skills," He said, "We've gotten quite the following."
"We're among the best in the country," South Carolina declared, putting her fist against her chest. "We've posted more memes and trolled more people than the Alt-right!"
"How do you guys-" Arkansas tried to speak, but the words got caught in her throat.
"We've made quite a mark on the internet, haven't we?" North Carolina winked at South. South grinned. "From CNN to Ellen, we've left a trail of destruction behind us," She added.
"And it's all because of our skills," North said. "We know the best ways to trick people." A smirk grew on his face, "It helped that Mr. Russia sent us hacking devices and paid us to do something we were already doing for free."
Arkansas watched the Carolinas play with their phone and laptop.
"Is this what you do all day?" Arkansas questioned the two. North Carolina sat up. "Yeah, we always just end up prank-calling someone," He quickly dialed in a number. "Here, watch this."
The phone rang by North Carolina's ear. Arkansas watched him with intent. "Who's he calling?" She asked South Carolina. South shrugged. "Who knows. Probably some random Walmart,"
The other end of the phone picked up, and North Carolina's eyes sparkled with anticipation.
"Hello, who is this?" The voice from the other end dully said.
"Hi, is your refrigerator running?" North Carolina sniggered. South rolled her eyes. "He is so lame," She commented. Arkansas let out a little laugh.
The voice from the other side paused. "No, we don't have a refrigerator," It replied. North Carolina's jaw dropped. "What do you mean?" He demanded.
The voice from the other side sighed. "Yeah, all we do is shove handfuls of meat into bags of ice," It explained. "I lost my electricity from a hurricane."
"Oh, I'm sorry to hear that," North Carolina muttered in surprise.
"Meh, whatever. It could be worse," The voice said, before hanging up. North Carolina looked at Arkansas and South Carolina. "I...uh...that didn't go as planned," He stated.
"Give me that thing!" South Carolina snatched the phone away from North. "Hey!" he protested but South was already punching in a code of numbers. "I'm going to give her a call," She stated.
"Ooh, that sounds nice," North Carolina whistled.
Oh god, what now? Arkansas thought. North Carolina leaned over. "She's calling America's sister," He explained. Arkansas gulped. That's not good, she
Thought to herself.
South kept a grin the entire time the phone rang. The voice who picked up was a female with a southern accent.
"Who the hell is this?" She demanded, "Stop Fuckin calling me!"
"Wait, are you drunk?" South asked
"Hell yeah, I'm drunk!" The woman replied, "I've been drinkin all day every day! I ran out of whiskey and gin!"
"Uh…" South Carolina glanced at North at Arkansas. "Are you alright?"
"Yeah, I'm fine! I've been sitting here all alone! I don't need friends!" The woman shouted, "Drinkin, smokin, and strummin my guitar!" There was a pause from her end. "That voice, ain't that Carolina?"
South Carolina nodded. "Yup," She said.
"North Carolina right?" The woman guessed. South Carolina's eye twitched. "South, I'm South Carolina," She muttered.
"Meh, they're both the same," The woman replied.
South Carolina threw the phone against the wall. "We are not the same!" She screamed. She turned to see North Carolina and Arkansas staring at her with wide eyes. She began to sweat, "U-um, my hand slipped?"
The three sat in South Carolina's room.
"We should order takeout," South said.
"We should," North agreed.
"What should we get?" Arkansas asked.
"Mexican," South suggested.
"Chinese," North said at the same time.
Both Carolinas stared at each other.
"Mexican!" South shouted.
"Chinese!" North repeated.
Oh no, Arkansas thought. North and South Carolina stood up, ready to duke it out. Arkansas stood up as well. "Hey, hey hey!" She exclaimed, "Let's settle this without fists."
South looked at Arkansas. "Then how do we choose?" She put her hands on her hips. Arkansas smiled. "How about Rock, Paper Scissors?" She suggested.
"You use fists in that game," North Carolina pointed out.
North and South Carolina stood across from each other, their right fist on top of their other palm. Arkansas watched the Mexican standoff from the side. North Carolina's eyes narrowed, and South audibly gulped. She took a step back, intimidated. But she regained her courage, and stepped forward once more.
"Ark, count down!" South shouted.
"Eh?" Arkansas was surprised, but she regained her composure. "Uh, 3...2...1...go!"
"Rock, paper, scissors, shoot!" Both Carolinas chanted as they let their hands explode; In a single motion their hands waved up and down as they changed their forms. As they kept on getting choosing the same shape, they continued the game to decide which takeout they'll have.
The game continued for almost half an hour. Both Carolinas stood like statues as they kept their gazes on their hands. Arkansas was lying on South Carolina's bed, not even paying attention to the monumental duel.
The flow of time turned to a crawl as the two let their hands go one more time. South spread her hand out as paper, but her smug expression immediately turned into one of anguish as she saw North's fist spearhead into a scissor.
"Yes!" North exclaimed. "Victory is mine!" He pumped his arms into the air. South Carolina crumpled to the floor, hands covering her face. "How could this happen? How could I lose?" She wailed.
"Is is such a big deal?" Arkansas arched her eyebrows.
"Yes!" Both Carolinas shouted, much to her amusement. I don't know if they hate each other or like each other, she thought with a chuckle, Either way, it's pretty funny. She watched North Carolina jeer at South, pointing his fingers at her while she curled up into a ball.
Hello, it is me, the author. I hope everybody had a nice Christmas/holiday! I got some colored pencils and a book this year, which is cool. I honestly don't know if North and South Carolina have any animosity for each other(besides the whole Football thing, which I have not even an ounce of knowledge of). Gotta do more research for future chapters. Next chapter is one I've been waiting to write for quite some time, and I hope it'll come out as good as I imagine it to be! Well, I've written enough. Enjoy the rest of your week and until next time!