//------------------------------// // The Show and the Threat! // Story: Twins and a Switch! // by Coco-loco //------------------------------// “A WHAT!?!” I'm freaking out right now. He can't possibly want that? A few minutes before I started freaking out... ““Oh but isn't that such a simple question. I want a author as cute as you.” He says while pointing at me. My mind starts flowing with questions. Why would he want a author? Why one as cute as me? Why would he blackmail me for it? Wait, why me in the first place? “Sugar cube are y’all ok?” “A WHAT!?!” Now we're in the present! “You heard me correctly.” He says calmly. “But, why?” Seriously why? “Because. I love reading books. Not by professionals though, by young adventurous minds. Hence young author.” “But why like me?” He smirks. “Because you're beautiful.” Then he waves his hand in a way as if to say ‘DUH!’ “Creepy.” I mutter under my breath. “Fine I will try. But...” “Great its a deal then!” He interrupts. “BUT!!! How am I expose to find someone who looks like me?” He just glares at me. “Make their face at the least look like yours, you can dye their hair.” “And if they look like me but can't write anything good?” “Teach them to.” Then he teleports out allowing everything to reopen and Mac to walk in completely confused. We just shake our heads and go up stairs. He understands that as ‘not your problem forget it. no biggy!’ “AJ how on Earth are we expose to find someone who looks like me, sounds like me, has the same hair as me, AND is a fast flying pegasus who can leave a amazing rainbow trail like me?” She hands me the TV remote. I look at her for a reason why. “Turn on the TV and look at channel 00.” She says excited at her great plan. “Thats a channel?” Sh enodes as I turn it on and start flipping through the channels till I reach 01. I hit the down channel button one more time and were at 00. Young Authors Awards Channel. “Oh...” So we sit down to watch who got a reward. “ARRR!” I grown. We just spent the last 2 hours watching kid after kid get awards. I'm about to turn it off when the show guy says something that gets my attention. “Listen UP! Tomorrow's a big day. Contrail Casanova will be winning the biggest award a young author could get. She stands out and has a huge goal on her hands. WE can help her reach it. Thank You!” I turn it off and look at a cutely sleeping Applejack. I give her a sloppy kiss right where her ticklish spot is to wake her. Right on her nose. She giggled lightly and sits up with a yawn. “Find anything’ sugarcube?” I laugh at her a little before nodding happily. “Contrail Casanova!” She gasps. ====================================================================== “OMG SERIOUSLY I CAN'T BELIEVE I JUST GOT AWARDED FOR BEST YOUNG AUTHOR!!!! I CAN'T WAIT TO TELL EVERYONE! WILL YOU HELP ME?!!?” I scream onto the e phone shaking in my hands from my excitement. “I'm going to be on TV and win that reward for a free write paper I did in science fiction writing class. AS A WARM-UP!!!” “Calm down FiFi. Gosh I have to hold the phone a foot from my ear and you're still loud!” KiKi complains but you can hear the excitement in her voice. “Oh yeah!” “What?” “CONGRATULATIONS!!!!!!!!!!!” “See now whos yelling?” “Me!” We both laugh. “So you’ll be on tomorrow on the station nobody knows about?” “Yep!” I node even though she can't see it. “Ha and only the giddy parents do. Most of them disappointed it wasn't their child who won.” “Thanks for being so supportive. I'm going to pee my pants in how nervous I am.” I pout. “Meet me in the gym at 3 o’clock. K?” “Yeah ok.” “Great see you there!” Then she hangs up. Probably to go plan something. I sigh and lean back on my bed. When I walk into the gym I can hear the e chit chat in the stands. What's going on? “Welcome to our first annual Award Winner Needs Confidence assembly!” She says confidently into the mike. “And to give her that confidence we will be singing her a few songs. Come on out girls!” Then the others were there too. Jumping down out of the stands and from behind speakers. Then the music comes on. One of my favorite songs Miley Cyrus ‘The Climb!’ Co walks over and puts me standing on one of the speakers so everyone can see me and hands me a mike. They start singing, all together but one by one. They start and stop, come in and out of the song as it goes through then as the pause between the song and chorus comes they give me the key to start singing and I do. "Rainbow, comeon whats taking you so long come back!!!" I bang on the gate but I can hear nothing and shes still blocking me out. I hear the sound of someone gasping for air but not in the way you were holding your breath or choking just deprived for a moment. "Ill come back later. Bye AJ!" I hear her say before flying back over. I pin her to the gorund an dhug her tight. "I was so worried. Thanks for coming back." "Your welcome?" "Please dont leave me again, ever. With out me knowing what your getting yourself into. Prmoise?" "I promise." Shes telling the truth, she wont turn away. "Thank you." I say hugging her tighter. "Im sorry Fy." They take over and whenever the chorus comes along I sing it. Its amazing. The next song is the same after that the same till we run out of songs to sing. I just always sing the chorus. I always jump back to that same moment. Why that moment. I guess because Im singing the same thing over and over again. The song ends. We take a bow and soak in the attention and praise. We walk out when it starts dying down, its our thing. “Thank you. All of you!” I say giving them each a hug until were pulled into a group hug by KiKi. “It worked KiKi! I'm not worried anymore.” I say kissing her on the cheek. “Oh, I knew it would!!” The next day the show shows up at the school. Its a live show and its being shot in the gym. When I walk in I'm assaulted by makeup specialists ready to make me look perfect for the camera and all the viewers. If they only knew the viewers don't care. “Ready to shoot!!” They called out when they were done. I have to admit, they did a good job. KiKi waves at me from the stands and blows me a kiss as I walk up to the stage where they want me to stand. “Rolling in three two...” They hold up one finger as a red light turns on on the camera. “Welcome back viewers. I would like you to meet our star Award Winner tonight, Miss Contrail Casanova! Now before we hand over your award we would like to get to know you better. Our first question is, how do you like growing up in Austin, Texas the live music capitol of the world?” “Oh. I like it here, I guess.” “I guess?” He repeats while raising an eyebrow. “Well, it doesn't have the nicest temperatures. In the winter it gets really cold. I mean not that cold but it has a record heat temp from 2005. Its hot for longer of the year then when it's cold. So when it does get cold its sudden and extremely noticeable. I mean it goes from 103 to 30 in two days. Also when it rains it rain either barely at all or a lot.” “I guess that makes sense.” I raise an eyebrow at him. “I guess?” I say mockingly. “Oh well I haven't experienced it myself but the way you explained it made sense.” “Any other questions?” “One more. How did you come up with the wonderful idea of the book you entered into the contest?” “Remind me what it was about again. I don't remember exactly which one, I write a lot.” “Oh. Hummm. It was about a girl named Amberglass. She had found a wishing well in the woods near her house and it actually granted your wishes. In exchange you had to give up something of almost to equal value. She learn many things from it in exchange of memories. She got the power to listen to peoples thoughts and to predict the future. She got these things in exchange of something revealed later on. I won't be spoiler to those who wish to read this book. Its in stores now actually, courtesy of us.” “Oh yes I remember that one. Not one of my best books just a long warm-up for one of my classes. I’d write a chapter for a warm-up each day. It was just... a idea.” I hang my head at the last part. Just a idea. ====================================================================== Then her eyes starts twitching, not in annoyance but in pain. She holds her head in her hands, then lets out a cry of pain as she falls to the ground unconscious. I turn off the TV after that. “Was tha’?” “Yeah. She knows we're coming. Yet she won't believe herself so we might have the upper hand.” “Why won't she believe herself?” “The wishing well story is true. She traded her memories to be able to listen to peoples thoughts. She ended up forgetting that she has the power or forgot anything. To be able to predict the future she forgot me. When I moved away it was because our parents died. They died or at least I thought they did for my wish.” “Thought they did?” “I wished to save her life when that man we saw came for her in the first place. Hes obsessed with her. But he’ll hurt her.” “But how do ya think they are?” “I think their dead but that doesn't explain who shes living with now.” “Tha’ makes sense. Ah guess. What's yer plan?” “Were twins. Actually exactly the same until we discovered that well. We can switch places. U can give him her address and when he comes for her we'll be ready and he actually will never get ‘her’. If he ends up taking me then I can fend her off. I wished to be able to save a life which means I can always protect if a life is at the limb or whatever if I can transform into what the well gave me. My powerful self. The reason I couldn't transform when him and his guys got me was because I need my wings to be able to. She doesn't know anything about it so she doesn't remember how to transform. She does have the all out powers that are always there. Like telekinesis or predicting the future.” “Thats make sense. What are y’alls all out powers and was savin’ her life the only thing ya wished for?” “No it wasn't. I wished to be brave. So i'm braver than she is. So when I transform I can take your braveness away. When I'm not transformed I have unquestionable braveness. That doesn't make me strong though. Since I wished to save her life when I transform I can heal quickly and heal others. I can also take a life, not often though. I have to pick wisely. Not anyone I want can just die. When I'm not transformed I can heal quickly from small things like bruises and cuts. Broken bones heal unusually fast just not almost instantly.” “What did you give up to be brave.” “I gave up the one thing I really was.” I look her straight in the eyes. “To be unrealistically brave I gave up my loyalty.”