Annoying
Ding-dong!
Vivi yanked open the door, scooped up a handful of candies, and blindly chucked them at the mini-monsters. "Happy Halloween, now go away."
"B-but—" a mini-monster whimpered.
"But what?" Vivi glared at the trick-or-treaters for the first time—and froze.
It was looking in a mirror: two girls stood, wearing unmistakable pitch-black blouses, striped shorts, and silvery wigs, complete with hand-stitched pointy hats. The only inconsistencies were the dispirited blue and violet eyes of Angie and Dakota.
Vivi eyed the brooms in their hands.
"If you're going to dress like me, you'll have to fly like me, too."