Usual mornings
In a mansion in Los Angeles (L.A), in America, sixteen-year-olds Emily and Elton Charming were tucked in their king-sized beds, sleeping directly a meter away from each other. They were twins, but they hated each other more than mice and cats hated each other.
Both the twin's side of the bedroom were covered in mobiles and chargers from relatives even though their mother and father rejected, fearing the twins might get pampered.
A knock came from the double doors. "Young master and mistress?" a voice said. Just then, both of the twins' alarm clocks chimned, and they lazily sat up. "Come in...." Emily answered with a yawn.
Two maids came in with trays filled with breakfast. The first maid gave a tray to Emily and the second gave a tray to Elton. They waited by the double doors while Emily and Elton ate. "Done!" they both said and frowned at each other.
"Why the hell do you always copy me?!" Elton yelled. "I didn't! As a matter of fact, you copied me, jerk!" Emily yelled back. "OH! I copied you, dumb brain? I thought you copied me!" Elton shot back. "Ya dummy! For the gods' sake, why the heck am I your twin? Why?!" Emily complained. "I was about to ask you the same question, too! Are you a psycho? Always reading my mind or somethin'?!" Elton glared.
"Master and Mistress, please! Your father and mother told you not to fight yesterday," One of the maids said. The twins faced her and yelled, "SHUT THE FREAKING HELL UP!" the maid whimpered and slithered out of the room with the other maid. The twins threw their leftover breakfast onto the floor and went to their own bathrooms.
A hour later, they were done and went down. At the end of the stairs, their mother and father were waiting for them. "What did I say about not wasting food, fighting and scaring the maids?" their father frowned. Elton sighed and said, "Ugh..come on dad! I and that thing"-- he glared at Emily-- "Just said 'SHUT THE FREAKING HELL UP!' that was all. We didn't throw our mobiles at them! And the fighting-- it was Emily's fault!"
"You stupid squid brain! You started it!" Emily pointed her finger at Elton. "You mean your fault?!" Elton pointed back. "Your fault!" "Your fault!" they continuously yelled at each other. "STOP!" Mrs. Charming yelled. At that moment, she got a text message and quickly walked away with their father.
"Y'know, I do hate you, squid brain, but not when it comes to video games." Emily smiled slyly. "Yeah. Me too, psycho."Elton smiled back. They both had a plan-- a plan that pulled them closer to each other and a plan that their mother and father didn't know.
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"Are they gone?" Emily asked Elton as they checked if their parents were gone. "Yeah, they are. C'mon! Let's go!" he answered. The twins collected some snacks from the cook and went into the mansion's storage. They took away a box of supplies and pressed a red button underneath it.
A slide appeared and after locking the storage, they slid down and landed in a pool of balls. Helping each other out, they smiled and opened a secret room....
The room held drink bars, TVs, anything a kid would ever want. The twins secretly used their savings of twelve thousand million and secretly hired a company to built this place. They settled onto the couch in front of the biggest TV and went into 'Beat The Boss,' a game where you beat monster bosses and get points.
After an hour or so, they were battling the final boss, a step away from being the tippity-toppity winners. "Come on...." Elton whispered. "Please win..." Emily thought. But the boss did something weird. He grabbed the sun and slapped the twins' characters away. The screen flashed 'YOU LOSE.'
"A-a-are you seeing what I'm seeing?" Emily asked. "The game...we worked so hard to win....we lost..." Elton answered.
"Stupid freaking game!" Both yelled and started kicking the TV. Suddenly, a portal jumped out from the TV and tried to suck them in....