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         “ Oh…                Oh. ”

    Aaand there it was ― you could practically hear the click as he finally put the pieces together. And it seemed to make actual, perfect sense now. Everything had seemed to be incredibly similar ― all except for the gender part, for both themselves and their parents.

    “ Wow, that’s ― huh. That’s actually kind of interesting, ” he said. It may have all made sense now, but he still knew that he’d seen this before. His brows furrowed deeper as he tried to figure out where, though. Honestly, so much happened in his life that it seemed hard to keep track of any of it anymore. What with dealing with superheroes, zombies, and magic just in the last year, it just seemed hard to ―

         Wait.          Magic ?          Magic.          Hold up.

    “ …Tam ? You…wouldn’t happen to have, oh I dunno ― a ginger haired friend that bought some sort of mirror…? ”

 the  physical  click  in  her  head  popped  in  as  well―   briefly  wondering  how  they  could  of  been  meeting  &&  interacting  in  the  first  place  ,  if  they  were  technically  the  same  person  .  what  other  explanation  could  of  been  besides  some  magic  from  the  psycho  adventures  they  had  departed  on  ?  magic...  matilda  &&  her  stupid  mirror  seemed  like  a  logical  answer―  &&  by  the  way  tom  was  reacting  ,  tamara  assumed  they  had  the  same  guess  .    given  more  thought  ,  it  was  a  bit  strange  thinking  they  were  exactly  the  same―  except  for  their  gender  ,  eyebrows  furrowing  as  her  gaze  became  stronger  ,  never  the  one  to  expect  she’d  look  like  that  if  she  were  a  guy  .

 ❝  ...  are  they  narcissistic  ,  have  photos  of  themselves  everywhere  ,  &&  elongate  their  words  for  a  really  ,  really  long  time  ?  yes  ,  yes  i  do  .  i  told  them  not  to  take  it  ,  but  you  know  how  they  are  about  seeing  themselves  . ’

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"i am the undead – the undead! y’know you’re not quite dead, but you’re dead. kinda like being in summer school."

❝  look  dude―   don’t  care  if  you’re  undead  or  not  .  if  you’re  staying  in  this  house  ,  you’re  helping  with  rent  .  that  ,  or  you  can  leave  .  last  time  we  had  some  supernatural  creature  stay  without  paying  ,  things  got  out  of  hand  real  fast  . ’

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Gorls being girls.

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Love your Tori i'm wondering can u do more i adore Tori and Tamara :3

i will draw my gorl anyday

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   His brows furrowed a bit ― both at in thought and at the question the other provided. “ Yeah ― they are, ” he answered, a part of him relieved that one of them finally mentioned the parent thing out loud. “ Yeah, I don’t think we are either…‘cause, I mean, again, from what you hinted at, the roles are sort of…reversed. ”

   “ But…I don’t understand this, though, ” he continued. “ If ― if we’re not really twins, and we’ve too many similarities for this just to be a coincidence, then…what are we ? What is this ? ”

    God, he was so confused right now ― and the weirdest part was, he felt like he might’ve…seen a situation like this before ? He couldn’t even begin to remember when or where, but he just ― had this sense of familiarity as he was mentally trying to figure this out.

 what  were  they..  what  were  they―  if  they  weren’t  actually  birth  related  ,  yet  had  the  same  type  of  parents  ;  there  had  to  be  some  sort  of  pattern  ,  &&  there  was  once  tam  gave  it  a  voice  of  reason  .  let  see...  same  shoes  ,  clothing  ,  hair  color  ,  &&  EYES―  an  appearance  of  pure  copy  .  it  was  no  coincidence  ,  already  proven  from  before  that  their  roles  seemed  rather  reversed  ,  eyelids  lowering  into  a  squinting  position  ;  letting  confusion  squander  for  a  moment  before  making  an  actual  conclusion―      yep  .  comparing  them  once  more  finalized  her  guess  .  &&  man  ,  was  this  awkward  .

     ❝   ...oh  my  god  .          we’re  the  same  person  .  ’

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         “ …!!                 Yeah ! We must be ! ”

    It made sense in a way ? Why else would they be so similar ? Hell, both of them had said that the eye thing was genetics, so how else would they somehow have those exact same traits if they weren’t ―

         Wait a second…

    “ But…if we’re twins, then how come your mum’s the sharp one while your dad’s the one who rolls right through a conversation, while my parents are vice versa ?? ”

huh . she didn’t give that quite a thought― now that he mentioned it , that part was actually pretty weird , && as a side note , confirmed that he actually WAS trying to make puns . so did this mean his parents were too , inanimate objects... ? the frolic excitement let go from her chest , clogging up into something more surreal ; a similar feeling to the moment before toms sudden analysis .     eyes gazed down upon his uniform once more , taking in details && strokes . perhaps they weren’t actually twins , ( a metaphor used for the fact they were so alike in appearance && personality ) but actually something greater . in tamaras world , it wouldn’t be too much of a surprise if he was   regarding all the events she’s experienced with matilda && ell .     a mind full of confusion && wonder of possibilities―  until it clicked .

    ❝... oh no .      uhm , tom ? are your parents... you know... a bowling ball && a pineapple too ? because if that’s true then―

           i don’t think we’re twins . ’ 

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    Tom blinked at the question, head tilting downwards slightly to glance at himself and at her. “ Oh, wow, uh ― ” he said, hints of surprise clear in his tone. He rubbed his neck at the realization, muttering, “ so we are. ”

    Blue hoodie’s one thing ― it’s easy to just go to a store and buy one. Her happening to wear one wasn’t that big of a deal. Checkered shoes, though ? Different story. He was honestly not sure if he should actually answer the question on if he always wore the hoodie and shoes. With how coincidental it was, lying wasn’t exactly an open option ― but he got the feeling that answering would just turn things…well, really weird.

      ❝   dude  ,  we  must  be  ..  like...  ’

finally  giving  the  time  of  day―  tamara’s  speech  came  to  an  absolute  halt  ,  fingers  curling  over  themselves  as  thin  eyebrows  furrowed  ;  a  look  of  uneasiness  at  the  assessment  .  a  moments  breath  until  petite  arms  folded  over  her  chest  ,  needing  a  place  to  put  them  besides  her  pockets  .  out  of  all  the  strange  occurrences  she’s  experienced  ,  especially  including  ones  with  ell  ,  this  was  by  far  one  of  the  most  oddest  .      or  maybe  ,  it  was  the  biggest  blessing  she  could  of  asked  for  .

     ❝  LIKE  TWINS  OR  SOMETHING―  !   ’

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whoistord:

happy family!!

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inebriiate .

    Oh wow, she made a pun somewhat related to balls too. Surely that didn’t mean anything ― she probably just decided to roll along with his joke. (No pun intended.)

         “ Oh yeah. Sounds like a decent guy. Better than my dad, probably ― I mean, my father’s kinda got a sharp attitude himself, so ― ” Aw man, not his dad, too. This was literally so unnecessary and he literally did not have to say that.

  ❝  yeah  ,  my  mothers  the  more  sharp  one  in  the  family  ,  but  shes...  kinda... ’

 this  was...  getting  kind  of  weird  .  the  ball  pun  was  one  thing—  &&  something  brushed  off  &&  not  thought  about  .  but  now  the  sharp  mention  was  a  bit  flashing—  perhaps  she  had  been  overthinking  the  position  of  meaning  ?  but...  it  seemed  too  highlighted  to  ignore  .  her  tone  of  voice  faded  out  into  a  mumble  ,  giving  the  man  in  front  another  keen  look  ;  taking  in  more  major  features  of  him  .       this—  was  surreal  .

    ❝  ...  err  ,  uhm  tom  ?  have  you  always  wore  a  blue  hoodie...  and..  checkered  shoes  ?  we’re..  kinda  twinin’  right  now  .  ’

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    “ Oh, she’s ― ” he hesitated a moment. The question caught him off guard a little; it wasn’t often people actually bothered to ask about his parents. “ She’s…kind. Mostly the silent type, really, but ― I dunno. I’ve been told she’s a ball to hang around, though, so there’s that. ” Oh dear lord, did he just make a pun about his mum ?? He totally did. What the fuck.

    “ But, uh ― how about your dad, though ? ” he asked, quickly changing the subject. “ Is he nice ? ”

was  that  a  ...  ball  pun  ?  no  ,  no  ,  it  couldn’t  be  .  it  wasn’t  like  his  parent  was  some  kind  of  object  as  well—  what  were  the  odds  of  that  ?  tamara  halted  for  a  moment  ,  giving  herself  a  split  second  to  think  of  a  response—  kinda  ironic  ,  an  instant  impression  ;  with  her  father  being  a  bowling  ball  &&  all  ,  the  situation  seemed  to...  fit..  right  in  ?

   ❝  oh  uh...  he’s  a  pretty  nice  guy  .  he  seems  to  roll  right  through  conversation  ,  if  you  ask  me  .’  wow  .  no  more  of  that  .

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    “ Yeah, I guess so…I mean, I get ‘em from my mother, so yeah. ” He decided not to mention the fact that his mother was a bowling ball, because ― well, that was just not something you mention casually in a conversation ever.

         “ Still, though ― it’s kind of cool to know I’m not the only one who was born with it. ”

similar  to  a  duplicate—  she  too  thought  of  mentioning  more  details  about  her  parents  ,  but  the  conversation  always  led  up  as  awkward  .  a  fact  that  sounded  like  comedy  ,  or  some  forged  fib  ;  thus  keeping  her  lips  sealed  .

   ❝   hey—  that’s  pretty  cool  .  i  take  after  my  father  a  lot  ,  what’s  your  mother  like  ?  ’

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    “ ’Tam.’ That’s a pretty cool name.            Yup. Was born without ‘em. ‘S purely a genetic thing, really. ”

    “ Actually…now that you mention it ―            have your eyes always been like that ?            'Cause I just noticed they’re either black or just not there, and you’re the first person I met ever who’s had that, so ― ? “

     her  facial  expression  shifted  at  the  sudden  inquiry  .

     ❝  yeah—  i  was  born  with  them  like  this  ,  always  thought  it  was  just  because  of  my  parents  being  what  they  are  &&  stuff  .  i’ve  never  met  anybody  with  them  too—  huh  .  i  guess  more  people  can  get  them  then  ?  maybe  like....  one  out  of  a  billion  ,  or  somethin’  . ’

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    “ If you did, I’d certainly buy it.            Oh ― right, sorry; name’s Tom.            And you are ― ? ”

  ❝ tom— i like it . i’m tamara . but everybody just calls me tam , i guess .           so... your eyes.. they always been like that ? ’

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    “ You really should.            I dunno about anyone else, but personally, I’d love to read a list of phrases like those. ”

 ❝  sounds  fine  by  me  .  maybe  i  should  make  it  a  book  &&  sell  it  !         err—  what  was  your  name  ?  i  didn’t  catch  it  from  before  .  ’

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whitydragon:

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❝ floats your goat , cat got your sponge , boned apple tea—           i should start writing them down . ’