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Are they good? Because it seems like every single person on Hypno Hub hates them and some of my stuff still makes it on there despite me asking for it not to be. Is it really that bad or are they just elitist pricks?

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One Piece Tickling by VG-MC
One Piece Tickling
This was part of an art trade with :icontheahj90:. He wanted this:

Sure mayb Nami and Robin Timeskip versions being tickled on thier feet by boa if possible, and if theres something you me to draw let me know.

I couldn't get those versions of the characetrs, but he let me use Part 1 versions instead.
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Maria slowly opened her eyes to find herself in an unfamiliar setting. She bolted upright and looked around the room. She had no recollection of such a room and became very worried. Then her eyes fall on Mark. Although his anime-like features brought forth memories of meeting Mark again, of catching up and playing video games, and of being sucked through Mark's television into another world. She felt that she should be more scared than she was, but seeing her brother sleeping beside her made her feel like she was going to be okay, so long as he was with her.

"Together," she whispered, recalling Mark's words from the previous night. Mark's eyes slowly opened as she did so. He groaned sleepily as he sat up and yawned. He looked over at Maria and smiled.

"Oh, yeah. You came to visit. Did you sleep well?"

"A-As well as I could," Maria replied uneasily as Mark reached for his glasses on the nightstand.

"Well, I'm sure you just need a couple days to get used to your new- AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

Maria winced. "You remember now?"

"We're really here?" Mark asked in a panic. "I thought I dreamt that."

"I did too, but-"

The door suddenly burst open and Iris and Diane stood in the doorway. "We heard screaming," Diane panted.

After taking a moment to recover from the sudden shock of the intrusion, Maria went to respond but found that she could not find her voice. She tried again, but only a pathetic sputter passed her lips. Before she could try a third time, she felt warm tears rolling down her cheeks. The situation the twins found themselves in truly struck Maria mute, despite her best efforts to hold it back.

She felt weak, powerless, pathetic. As if all energy had been sapped from her body, Maria fell backwards. Instead of the soft bed sheets, Maria found her fall broken by a comforting embrace. She looked up, her brother holding her, his eyes just as wet as hers. He tried to smile, to comfort her, but he clearly couldn't find the strength. Despite his prior words, Maria could tell that Mark was scared, just as she was. She placed a hand on his and they sat there a while, until their strength returned and they were ready to face this new world together.


* * *


The food smelled great. It almost made Maria completely forget her woes. Iris had started cooking a nice big breakfast for the twins to help cheer them up. She placed down a pair of plates before them, each loaded with eggs, bacon and toast. Her smile was almost as warm as the air that carried the wonderful smell into their noses. Diane brought over a second pair of plates for herself and her mother so the four could eat together.

"Tuck in," Diane invited the two and they happily accepted. She chuckled as she watched the twins practically wolf it down. "Good?"

"Mm-hm," the twins nodded enthusiastically between bites.

"They're so like you and Denise when you were younger," Iris chuckled.

Diane smiled in response before she began to eat her own breakfast.

It was now that Mark noticed that Diane had not yet changed out of her sleepwear. She was wearing a baby-blue sleeveless crop top and matching shorts. He blushed and averted his eyes.

Maria noticed this and giggled as she playfully pushed Mark. "Your face is so red right now. You really have become an anime character."

"Anime?" Iris asked confusedly.

"You guys don't have- Oh, of course not," Mark caught himself, realising how odd that would be.

"You mean that super realistic Japanese animation style?" Denise asked.

"Realistic?" the twins exchanged a look before quickly realising.

"Oh… yeah, I guess it would be considered realistic here," Mark replied.

"Why, is that not what it is in your world?" Iris asked between bites.

"No, well... maybe?" Maria spoke up. "It looks like this world, but it's totally different from our world."

"What does it look like, your world?" Iris asked in wonder.

"Well... It's hard to explain," Mark replied. "Impossible really. It's just so normal to us, we can't explain it."

"I suppose that makes sense," Iris said, disheartened. "I suppose it's like asking what it's like to be a man or what it's like to be English."

"You guys do have countries like Japan and England back in your world, right?" Diane asked. "They're not called, like, Nippon and Albion or something, are they?"

"No, they're Japan and England," Maria answered.

"Good, that should make things easier. But what is it with you two? Why do you both have such different accents if you're twins?"

"Well, Maria grew up in England and I grew up in America," Mark explained briefly. "But what about you guys? Iris sounds French, but you and your sister sound like you're from California."

"Oh, well we did grow up here in Cali. Mom moved here for work just before she met Dad, and me and Sis were born and raised here."

Mark and Maria's expressions turned grim at Diane's words.

"Ah, crap, I didn't mean... I'm sure you guys'll get back home soon. You just-"

"I think that's enough for now," Iris said, picking up her plate and standing up. "You've got some free time, haven't you, Diane? Why don't you show these two around the campus for the day? They might be here a while, so it might be nice for them to get a feel for their new surroundings."

Maria was surprised how unfazed she was at the suggestion that their stay might last quite a while. Maybe it was because Iris and Diane were so nice to them.

"S-Sure," Diane replied with a smile. "I'll take you guys out for a bit, show you around campus and get some shopping in. How's that sound?"

The twins exchanged a glance before nodding and voicing their agreement.


* * *


After changing into some fresh clothes provided by the Roses, the twins said goodbye to Iris and climbed into the back of Diane's car. Maria sat by the left window. She had always liked sitting by the window, something she was sure Mark remembered and allowed. She turned toward her brother, who sat beside her in the middle of the backseat, wanting to stay close to her. He noticed her staring and embarrassedly smiled back. Diane noticed this in the rearview mirror and giggled.

The city streets seemed quite normal. This anime-like world was strange. Cartoonish proportions aside, everything about this world looked... normal. It wasn't quite like looking at a real location, nor was it strictly like looking at an anime scene. It was a strange in-between that made Maria feel uneasy. She felt like this place should look more strange than it did. And that worried her.

Mark put an arm around Maria, stealing her out from her thoughts and snapping her attention to her brother's eye. Despite the bizarre way Mark looked in this world (as she herself no doubt did as well), something about his gaze was comforting. The butterflies in her stomach seemed to calm down as she stared at her sibling, whose eyes seemed to say more clearly and convincingly than any words ever could, that she was going to be okay. She was sure that he must be covering his own uneasiness regarding their new surroundings to make her feel better. As such, she fixed his gaze with what she hoped would be a matching gaze to return the favour. She seemed to succeed in this regard, as Mark's arm seemed to grow much less tense across her shoulder.

"We're here," Diane informed them.


* * *


Mark and Maria stared up at the large sign on the front of the huge building before them while Diane checked that she had everything before exiting her car.

The Trower Mega Mall, as it was apparently called, was positively massive. It seemed to stretch out for miles and was a full seven storeys tall.

"You... You don't have anything like this in England, I take it?" Mark asked, clearly as taken aback as his sister.

"N-No," she replied. "What about you? I know Americans super size everything, but..."

"No. Nothing like... this," he gulped.

"What's with you two?" Diane asked as she stood beside Maria, startling the two. "What, you never seen a mega mall before?"

The twins stared at Diane like was an alien, completely unfamiliar with any rules of normalcy they were privy to.

"W...What?"

After a few minutes of coaxing, Diane finally managed to convince the twins to enter the mall with her, promising they wouldn't get lost despite the complex's sheer size.

True to her word, Diane guided the twins through the huge mass of people to a clothing store on the second floor. The store was quite small, which surprised Maria. Given the size of the mall, she'd expected the stores to all be huge, but this one seemed rather normal, which made her feel more comfortable.

Mark was left to his own devices in the men's section while Maria and Diane looked around the women's. Diane pointed out a few tops she thought would look cute on Maria, none of which she thought would.

"What's wrong, Maria?" Diane questioned concernedly. "Image problems?"

Maria remained silent.

Diane smiled sympathetically and placed a hand on the younger girl's shoulder. "Look, Maria. You are cute. Really cute. Adorable even. Trust me when I say you have a natural charm."

Maria blushed and averted her eyes.

Diane giggled. "Here. Try this one on." She held out a black t-shirt with a pink and white cat's face on the chest.

Maria took it from her and entered one of the changing booths. She'd always felt uncomfortable changing in a public place, even in places where it was acceptable. She sighed as she removed the shirt she was borrowing to try on the new one.

She heard the sound of the next booth's curtain opening and Diane saying, "Oh, hi, Mark."

Both twins snorted at the comment before, following a brief pause, Mark said, "Hi, Sis," from outside.

"H-Hi," Maria muttered.

"So what's up, Mark? Find something good?" Diane asked. "Ooh, that looks nice. Pretty affordable too."

Her curiosity piqued, Maria moved to the wall of the booth and peaked out through the edge of the curtain. Mark was showing off a red t-shirt with a long-sleeved white shirt underneath. The red shirt's V-neck left the undershirt's circle neck exposed. It was a good look on him. Seeing Denise praise Mark's choice in clothing, left Maria feeling rather anxious. She felt as if she was going to be compared to her brother, and poorly too.

"You okay in there, Sis?" Mark asked, looking over.

Caught off-guard, Maria pulled the curtain harshly, but in the wrong direction. Luckily, she had managed to get her shirt on by now so she at least didn't have to worry about being seen shirtless. On the other hand, she could feel Mark and Diane's judging eyes looking her over. Her cheeks felt like they were burning.

"That-" Before Mark could say a second word, Maria quickly shut the curtain. He exchanged a confused look with their chaperone before moving closer to the curtain, from behind which he could hear ragged breathing. He reached around the curtain and held out his hand. "Sis? Like when we were younger."

Hearing these words brought Maria back to her youth, when she had been deathly afraid of the dark. Her brother was always there for her, offering his hand for her to hold until she fell asleep. It had been one of the worst parts of being separated from him for her. Their mother had taken to filling this role, but it had never been the same.

Maria's delicate hands clasped Mark's tightly, her breathing slowly returning to normal as a great sensation of ease and relief washed over her, as if Mark was channeling some mystical energy through his hand. She slowly lowered to the floor, Mark accompanying her before moving inside the curtain and hugging her. "It's okay, I'm here. No need to feel anxious. I'm here."

Maria said nothing and simply hugged her brother tighter.

"You never let me finish, Sis. That shirt looks good on you."


* * *


"What? You have anxiety attacks, Maria?" Diane asked once the trio were sat in the food court for lunch.

"Do people always do that here?" Mark asked.

"What thing?" Diane asked back.

"That thing where you repeat what's just been said but as a question," Mark explained, being familiar with this odd anime trope.

"What? You're asking if people always repeat what's just been said but as a question?" Diane replied jokingly. "Never really thought about that. Not all the time. Sometimes though."

"That sounds kinda... annoying," Mark noted.

"Meh, you'll probably get used to it. But enough about that."

"Yeah. Maria... Well..." Mark knew it was difficult for Maria to discuss, especially with a stranger. She'd told him as much in their e-mail correspondence. Even so, he didn't know enough about it to explain to Diane, meaning that Maria would have to speak up.

"I..." Her throat was incredibly dry. She took a quick swig of her coke and tried again. "I've been having these... episodes for years now. It started when we were six. I just... Sometimes, I feel like I'm being judged against other people. And that I'll lose every time."

"And you thought I'd compare your taste in clothes to Mark's?" Diane asked sympathetically. “I'm so sorry, I-"

"N-No," Maria interrupted her. "It's not your fault. You didn't know and it's just me being pathetic-"

Mark placed a firm hand on Maria, grabbing her attention. "Sis, you're not pathetic. You're the kindest, most thoughtful person I've ever met and you're the most important thing in my life. Never forget that."

Maria couldn't help but smile. "Thanks, Mark."

Diane smiled too. "Okay, now that that's settled, what do you say we get back to shopping and head back for the campus tour?"

The twins agreed and finished up their meals.


* * *

As the twins exited the car back on campus, Maria began to feel self-conscious of her new clothing. Diane had paid for them happily, but neither twin had gone for anything particularly expensive so as to not take advantage of her kindness. Maria had purchased the shirt she had tried on earlier as well as a few other shirts, a denim jacket, some jeans, simple underwear, a pair of sneakers and a pair of sandals. She was currently wearing the shirt, jeans and sneakers. Mark, meanwhile, had chosen some shirts and sweaters, jeans and shorts, three pairs of sneakers and a couple of coats.

The two looked around and took note of other people in the area. There were certainly more than earlier in the day. Diane noticed this and explained, "A lot of students come to look around in the week before the new semester starts. Some of them get their dorm rooms set up ahead of time too."

"I guess that makes sense," Mark replied.

"Anyway, welcome to Beckett University, so named for the campus' founder," Diane explained, her arms out to her sides as if to show the size of the place. The twins followed Diane as she began the tour with the obvious first stop: The dormitory they were staying in.

"This is our dorm. Mom was the dorm mother back before she became the dean, but she decided to keep the job since she enjoyed doing it. I live with her, as you saw. And Denise lives just off-campus with her husband. You guys'll be staying here until you can get home."

"But... didn't you say this was a girls' dorm?" Mark asked worriedly.

"Oh, don't worry about that," Diane dismissed his concern brightly. "We'll work something out by then, we've got a whole week to figure it out. Anyway, next on the agenda is of course..."


"The cafeteria. You'll be doing a lot of your eating here. They're open seven 'till ten at night, so you can drop by any time for some good food."

"Good food in a cafeteria?" Mark asked incredulously.

"Hard to believe, I know. Especially after that 'healthy eating' crap they started pushing. But trust me, these ladies are fantastic."


"And this is the Dean's office," Diane proclaimed, opening the door without so much as a knock. Inside sat Denise behind her desk, filling out some paperwork. She jumped as her sister entered and snapped at her.

"What have I told you about knocking?"

"Eh, don't sweat the small stuff," Diane dismissed, only agitating Denise further. "I was showing the twins around campus and thought they should know where they could find you."

Denise's expression softened. She closed her eyes and smiled understandingly. "I suppose that's okay then. But you two, do knock if you want to see me or another member of staff. Don't be like my inconsiderate sister."

"Heeey, don't be like that, Sis," Diane whined.

"Like what, Dear Sister? A mature, honest and responsible adult?" There was no venom or ill intent in Denise's words. Instead, she seemed to be cracking a joke.

"You're never honest about what you and Bobby get up to," Diane replied with a very cat-like grin on her lips.

"W-What!?" Denise shrieked as Diane brushed the twins out the door and followed.

"See ya later, Sis," she said, blowing a kiss before closing the door.

"Good grief," Denise sighed.

"It was pretty good, wasn't it?" Diane replied, the door open a crack.

"Get out!"


"And this is my office," Diane explained as she stood before a door labelled 'Councillor'.

The twins exchanged an incredulous look.

"Oh, don't give me that look. Is it really that hard to believe that I'm the councillor?"

The twins exchanged another look. "Yes."

"You wound me," Diane said an overly melodramatic fashion. "But seriously, I'm actually really good at my job."

The twins said nothing, which was more a response than any words could ever be.

"Uuuuh, moving on..." Diane clearly felt it to be a lost cause until she had the opportunity to prove it.

"Excuse me?" The trio turned to see a pair of young women, roughly the age of the twins, staring at them.

One of them seemed completely average. She was of average build, average proportions and no notable deformities. Even her clothes were quite average; an orange tank top, blue jeans and brown sandals. There were two things that stood out though, her shoulder-length dark green hair and rose red eyes.

Her companion was a little more noticeable. She was a little shorter and more slender than her friend. Her eyes were ocean blue and her hair was maroon. She wore a teal and black striped shirt, and black pants and shoes. She also had what appeared to be a pair of black-furred cat ears and a matching tail.

The twins gawked at the sight of them. Diane quickly dragged the twins into her office before either newcomer could notice the stares. "Uh, excuse us just a second," she said before closing the door behind her, leaving the other two girls confused.

"Okay, so I can assume from your gawking back there that something about those girls is unnatural from your perspective," Diane assessed, sounding much more professional and serious, almost like her sister.

"Y-Yeah," Mark replied. "We don't have... catgirls?"

"O-Or green hair," Maria chimed in.

"Okay, we'll definitely have to get you two educated on this world as soon as we can. But for now, try to be less obvious when you stare at new things, okay?

The twins nodded their agreement.

"Then let's get back out there and see if we can help them out," Diane continued in her usually light tone. "Sorry about that," she said as she returned to the hall with the twins.

"It's okay," the green-haired girl replied. "Is this the councilor's office?"

"Yes, that's right."

"Told you so," the catgirl muttered to her friend.

"You need something?" Diane asked in professional mode.

"No thanks," the green-haired girl replied. "Just looking for it for future reference."

"You two part of the new intake?"

"Yep," the girl replied cheerfully. "Oh, are you two enrolling here as well?"

"Uuuh..." Maria was unsure how to respond. Were they going to enrol? Was there much point if they weren't going to be here for very long? But what if they were? Wouldn't it be weird for two people to be randomly hanging around a college campus and living in the dorms if they weren't students?

"That's... undecided," Mark answered.

"Still trying to decide if this is the place for you, huh? Well, you've got a week to decide before the semester starts. Oh, I'm Rebecca, by the way." Rebecca exchanged a hand, which Mark took.

"I'm Mark. This is my sister, Maria."

"H-Hi..."

"Nice to meet you," Rebecca smiled. "This is Katherine."

"Hi," the catgirl greeted simply.

"Well, we still have a lot of the campus to see so we should get-" Rebecca was interrupted as Diane's phone started ringing. She quickly answered it and spoke in hushed tones.

"Hi, Mom. Huh? Right now? But I'm in the middle of- I understand. Okay, see you soon." she turned back to the others, an apologetic expression on her face. "Something just came up back at the dorm so I need to head back."

"What about the tour?" Mark asked.

"I'm really sorry, but I'm gonna have to pick it up tomorrow or something."

"We can show them around," Rebecca suggested.

"Huh? You sure?"

"Of course. We've been here a few times and we know most of the places around campus. Right, Kat?"

"Yeah. We were just getting caught up before the semester starts. We could probably pick up where you left off no problem."

"Well... I guess that should be okay. I'll come find you at, say... six?"

"Sure," Rebecca replied. "Do you know that family restaurant on the edge of campus? We can go there for dinner and wait for you there."

"Okay then. Thanks for this, girls."

"No problem."

"I'm really sorry about this," Diane said to the twins. "But they seem like nice girls, I'm sure you'll be fine."

Before either twin could reply, Diane was quickly walking down the hall and around a corner out of sight.

"She seems nice," Rebecca noted. "So... where have you two seen so far?"

"Uh, the dorm, cafeteria and... that's it, really," Mark replied, counting each location on his fingers.

"Well, we'll just have to remedy that then, won't we?" Rebecca smiled "What classes you thinking of taking?"

"Uuuuhh..." Neither twin had an adequate response. "Ps-Psyche?" Mark tried.


* * *


"Okay, this is where Psyche classes are held," Rebecca explained as they reached the classroom across campus. On the way, their guides had shown them some of the bathrooms and rooms for other classes such as English Lit.

"I hear good things about Professor Tamataka's classes," Kat added.

"Yeah. She works with our moms sometimes."

"What kind of work?" Mark asked, one of the few things either twin had said so far.

"Magic shows," Kat replied. "She helps them get things set up and occasionally volunteers to be a subject."

"Cool," Maria muttered.

"But the professor isn't here yet so there's not a whole lot to do around here," Rebecca stated.

"Then why don't we go somewhere you want to check out next?" Mark suggested.

"Really? Sure. I'm planning on taking art and I hear Professor Davidson's in now. We could go there."

"Sure."


* * *


"Here we are," Rebecca declared as they arrived. The art room was not too far from the psyche room. "I need to talk to Professor Davidson about something. You guys can come in too if you'd like."

"Nah, not big on art," Kat replied. "Too full of pretentious douchebags with their heads up their own asses."

Rebecca cleared her throat agitatedly.

"You should do something about that cough before it gets worse," Kat replied coolly.

Rebecca sighed in resignation. "What about you two?"

"No thanks," Mark replied. "I'm not really into art either."

"M-Me either," Maria replied, clinging to Mark's sleeve.

"Alright then. I'll see you guys later." Rebecca closed the door behind her and her three compatriots simply stood in uncomfortable silence.

Truth be told, Maria did enjoy art. Something she'd always wanted to do was draw her own manga. But she was too scared to leave her brother's side. Even with Rebecca, who seemed genuinely nice, Maria felt uncomfortable around anyone other than Mark.

"So, uh... what are you two, siblings or something?" Kat asked, trying to break the silence.

"Y-Yeah," Mark replied. "Twins."

"Thought so. I've got two sisters myself. But you two really do look alike. I thought that didn't happen with fraternal twins."

"I guess it can sometimes," Mark replied. "We are made up of the same genetic material, so maybe the genes we got were just really similar."

"I suppose so. None of my sisters are all that much like me. I feel like I'm the most different sometimes. But you two seem close." Kat's gaze fell on Maria, still clinging somewhat to Mark's sleeve. "You're quiet, aren't you?"

"I... I'm sorry," Maria whimpered.

"Why? It's not a bad thing. Better being quiet than an impulsive loudmouth."

The door opened and Rebecca appeared.

"All done?" Kat asked her friend.

"Yep," she smiled. "Professor Davidson's so cool. I can't wait to start her class."

"Well, don't get too excited, we've still got more school to see before dinner."

"You two want to see any other particular classrooms?" Rebecca asked the twins.

"Not really," Mark replied. "Anywhere you two wanna go's fine, right, Sis?"

"R-Right."

"Alright then, Math it is…"


* * *

Once the tour was over and it was beginning to grow dark, Mark and Maria followed Rebecca and Kat to the restaurant they had mentioned earlier. It was a nice little place with a rather friendly atmosphere. There was a series of portraits along the longest wall, each showing a previous owner of the restaurant, stretching back nearly three hundred years. The floor had a nice black and white tile pattern and the walls were a welcoming cream colour. The lights were on, giving the place a warm, inviting feel.

"Welcome," greeted a cheerful girl in her early twenties at the reception desk as they entered. "Here to check out the campus?"

"Yep," Rebecca replied. "Seems like a nice place."

"Oh, it is," the worker replied. "I started there last year and the courses are great. Table for four?"

"Make it five," Kat replied. "We're expecting company."

"Okie dokie. There's a nice table over by the window there, but you're free to choose. Here are your menus, just call me over when you're ready to order."

"Will do," Kat replied, taking the menus.

After choosing their food and calling the girl over – and seeing that the name on her nametag was 'Jodie' – the four began to chat while they waited.

"Twins, huh?" Rebecca mused. "Cool. You do look alike. But your accents are totally different."

"Yeah, well, our mom is English and our dad is from Cali. They got divorced when we were six and we got split up. We only just got back together yesterday."

"I'm sorry, I-"

"Don't be. None of that stuff matters now that we're together again." Mark put his arm around Maria, who blushed slightly, but smiled shyly.

Their food arrived soon after and they were surprised by a knock on the window soon after that. Diane stood waving outside before heading inside and joining them.

"Hello again," she said as she took the seat beside Mark. "How did it go?"

"Great," Mark replied. "Place seems cool."

"Good, good. And what about you two? You find everything okay?"

"Yes, Ma'am," Rebecca replied. "We'll be fine for the new semester."

Diane chuckled. "Please, you don't have to be so formal outside of class. You can call me Diane at social events like this one."

"O-Okay," Rebecca blushed slightly, embarrassed.

"You guys okay with me getting a cup of coffee?" Diane asked.

"No, not at all," Rebecca replied.

After Diane ordered her coffee, a thought occurred to Maria. She tugged lightly at Mark's sleeve to get his attention and asked quietly, "How are we going to, um… pay?"

Mark looked as if he was about to reply before realising he had no answer.

"I'll pay, don't worry," Diane replied, smiling. "I told you I'd look after you two, didn't I?"

"Are they staying with you, Diane?" Kat asked.

"Oh, uh, yeah. Our families are friends, so we offered to look after the two for a while."

"Oh. Cool. You know, you actually look a lot like the dean now that I think about it."

"Hey, yeah, she does," Rebecca agreed.

"Well, we should," Diane replied as if she had been waiting form someone to bring it up. "We are twins after all."

"What? Another pair of twins?"

"Yep. Pretty cool, huh?" Diane evidently took great pride in being twins. …For some reason.

"I guess that makes Becky here the only one of us not born as part of a set," Kat claimed.

"Another pair?" Mark sputtered.

"Nah, I'm from a set of three."

"Geez, must have been tough for your mom," Diane noted.

"Not really. She says she used that hypno-birthing stuff. You know, where you're put under and made to no feel pain or whatever? That."

"I suppose she'd have to. Ugh… But what about you, Rebecca? You an only child?"

"No, I've got a big sister," Rebecca replied.

"What's she like?" Maria asked.

"Oh, she's super cool. She does security work and she can really kick ass. There was this one time, back when she worked as a bouncer at this club, this guy got kicked out of the club for causing a stir. When I was on my way home from school the next day, he abducted me. Sis kicked the door in and beat up all his guys, but he shot her. Even after that, she fought through it and beat the crap out of that guy and saved me. She's so cool."

Mark whistled, impressed. "Sounds intense."

"Yep. Hey, what time is it?"

Diane quickly checked her watch. "Uh, seven-thirty."

"That late!?" Kat replied in shock. "Crap."

"We should get going," Rebecca said as she and her friend stood up.

"You two staying on campus?" Diane asked as she and the twins stood.

"Yeah, just moved in today."

"We're heading that way too. We can get some last-minute chatting in before we get there."

"Sure!"


* * *


"Well, this is our stop," Rebecca informed the group and offering her hand as they reached the dorm she and Kat were staying in. "It was great meeting you guys. We should do this again some time."

"Yeah, sounds good," Mark replied, taking it.

"They seemed nice," Diane said as they headed back toward their own dorm.

"Yeah," Maria replied. "They were cool."

"And she speaks," Mark cried. "Really, Sis, you should try to open up more."

"I'll try."

"So what was it you had to leave for before, Diane?" Mark asked.

"Oh, just helping Mom with some stuff. Don't worry about it."

Before long, they arrived at the dorm and entered the fire-lit lounge to find Denise opening up a few crates.

"These the parts?" Diane asked.

"Obviously," Denise replied irritably.

"Don't get catty with me, lady, or I'll tell Mom."

"Just help me get this stuff out."

"Fine, fine. You two should go watch TV or something. The lights are still out but most everything else should be up and running again by now."

"Do you need help?" Mark asked.

"Nah, we're fine. You two've had a long day, so you should just relax for a bit."

"Alright then."

Mark and Maria watched the TV intently, soaking up as much information as they could on what this world was like outside of this one town. They tried the news first, but without the larger cultural context, it was completely inaccessible. So they tried something simpler: cartoons. Cartoons in this world greatly resembled classic animated products from Disney or Warner Bros. It felt like home to the twins as they sat on the couch with their feet up, Mark's arm around his sister, reminding her of when they were younger and reassuring her that everything was going to be okay.

"Psst." After getting Denise's attention, Diane nodded towards the two twins, sleeping peacefully on the couch. Denise smiled, reminded somewhat of her own childhood. She and Diane quietly and carefully removed the twins' glasses and draped a blanket over the pair, deciding to leave the unpacking for the morning to allow the pair to sleep peacefully before their education would begin the following morning.
Twins' Tale - Episode 2 - New Surroundings
This is the second part of the series I'm writing alongside godzillahomer. Continuing on from the first episode, Mark and Maria get used to their new surroundings.

Episode 1: vg-mc.deviantart.com/art/Twins…
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Are they good? Because it seems like every single person on Hypno Hub hates them and some of my stuff still makes it on there despite me asking for it not to be. Is it really that bad or are they just elitist pricks?

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HaXHaXUsername Featured By Owner Feb 20, 2015
Thank you for watching! :D
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VG-MC Featured By Owner Feb 21, 2015
No problem.
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LavenderTownStudios Featured By Owner Feb 16, 2015  New member
Do you still take requests?
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VG-MC Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2015
It depends if the idea interests me.
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LavenderTownStudios Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2015  New member
how much do they cost?
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VG-MC Featured By Owner Feb 17, 2015
Pitch me your idea first.
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nana012 Featured By Owner Edited Jan 26, 2015   Writer
hello I just like to say that your pic are very awesome :D    
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VG-MC Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2015
Thanks. Glad you like them.
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nana012 Featured By Owner Jan 27, 2015   Writer
welcome indeed I do like them
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