"Oliver!" Olivia's door slammed open, causing the girl to abruptly wake up from her slumber and bolt up from her bed. "Get out of--๐๐ฉ, he's not here."
Wide awake, Olivia rubbed her eyes as she looked at the red-faced Azure. He seemed quite embarrassed to have accused her and Oliver of indecency so early in the morning.ย
"What made you think he'd be here?" She yawned, quickly getting out of bed to fix the sheets and the pillows.ย
"You don't have to do that, Olivia," Azure said reproachfully, his cheeks were still crimson. "We have the maids to do that."
Olivia straightened up abruptly and gave him a quizzical look.ย
"You have maids to... ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฅ?"
Azure nodded, returning the look back at her.
"What about it?"
"It's nothing," Olivia continued making her bed and thought, '๐๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ณ๐ถ๐ญ๐บ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ช๐ญ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต.'
''๐๐ถ๐ช๐ญ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ช๐ง๐ง๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต,' She thought, learning that Afro-American vernacular that was popularized in the internet from the JaNyx in her universe. '๐ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ.'
After fixing her bed, Oliver arrived in front of her door with a toothbrush inside his mouth. His chin still had toothpaste bubbles trailing out from his lips.ย
"I did tell you to wake up early, didn't I?" Oliver reminded, a hint of smugness in his voice.
"You didn't mention I had to wake up because Azure was going to if I didn't!" She yelled. "Gosh, this is embarrassing..."
"Why?" Azure tilted his head to the side.ย
"I'm the one usually waking up A--" Olivia bit her tongue as Oliver gave her a warning glance.ย
Azure raised an eyebrow. "Why are you guys being weird again?"ย
"Nothing," They said in unison.
"Oookaaaaay," Azure drawled in a tone as if he didn't necessarily believe but were merely humoring them. "Anyway, it's only 5 in the morning. You can just tell the maids if you want your lunch to be made or--"
"Oh!" Olivia exclaimed. "You should be telling ๐ฎ๐ฆ what you want for lunch! Oliver appointed me as one of your cooks, right?"
"I thought that was a joke..." Azure muttered.
"It's not," Oliver confirmed. "Olivia, can you make me a sandwich?"
Olivia glared. "Is this some sort of misogynistic joke?"
Realizing the implications of his words, Oliver's eyes widened, and he raised his hands defensively.ย
"What, no!" He exclaimed. "I literally just want a sandwich!"
"Okay," She rolled her eyes but didn't press any further. "What kind?"
"Classic ham and cheese, please!" Oliver grinned.
Olivia nodded before turning her attention to the younger Twyne.
"How about you, Azure?"ย
He did the thinker pose, contemplating deeply as if his food request was a life-and-death decision.ย
"Sausage and eggs!" Azure replied after a minute.
'๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐ฅ,' Olivia thought. '๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ my ๐๐ป๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ.'
Then another realization struck her: So many things had happened already, yet only one day had passed! Either time was slow in this universe, or yesterday was just one eventful day!
Shaking her head to dismiss the thought, she smiled at Azure and merely narrowed her eyes at Oliver, which he returned to her.
"One ham and cheese sandwich and one sausage and egg, coming right up!"
***
"So Azure also goes to Bowlby-Ainsworth Middle School..." Olivia remarked as Azure got out of the car and went inside his school. "Just like mine."
Oliver continued staring out the window of the car. Not like his input was needed, anyway.
"Oliver," She cleared her throat. "There's something I need to ask you."
Oliver gave her a glance but continued what he was previously doing as if this was the most interesting thing in the world.ย
"Oliver," Olivia spoke again, this time in an annoyed tone.
"I'm listening," He spoke in an equally pissed-off voice. "What?"
"I'm just thinking," She began. "What last name should I use at Huxley?"
Oliver snapped his head at her as if he never thought of this dilemma before.
"I mean, I can't just keep using the excuse I only go by my first name like Beyonce or Adele!" Olivia reasoned out. "Also, I gave my name to Amada as 'Twyne', so I can't exactly lie..."
"You ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต?!" He demanded.ย
"I didn't know I would stay here long!"ย
Oliver groaned, shaking his head in exasperation. "Then we'll just say we have the same last name."ย
Olivia wrinkled her forehead. "You think people would believe that? Twyne' isn't exactly a common last name, is it?"
"Better than saying you're an alternate universe version of me," Oliver muttered.
"Oliver," She frowned.
"What?!" He yelled again. "What, do you want me to say you're my sister?!"
"Why do you sound like you're so disgusted at the thought of lying of being related to me?" Olivia scowled. "We're literally the same person, Oliver--"
"Not on my watch, we aren't." He huffed.ย
"You can't exactly--"
"I can," Oliver spoke with his 'Don't argue with me' tone that irked her greatly. "As long as I don't think about it, it isn't real."
"Oliver!"ย
"I won't think you're an inter-dimensional traveler, and I'll just continue my life like usual." He said, though it sounded more like he was convincing himself. "Sure, helping you is a pain, but as long as that witch won't interfere with my games, then everything is basically the same."
"Aside from helping me, that 'witch' you're talking about also instructed you to become a better person!"
"Why would I need to be better if I'm already the best?" Olivier smirked.
Olivia sighed.
"You're hopeless."
***
"Alright, everyone!" Their teacher, Ms. King (who went by the name Ms. Queen in Olivia's universe), we have a new transfer student today. Kindly welcome our new student, Ms. Twyne."
"Hi," Olivia awkwardly waved as the class erupted in whispers.ย
A girl raised her hand, a face Olivia didn't recognize in her universe. She gave her an acknowledging nod, and the girl proceeded to ask.ย
"Are you related to Oliver?"ย
Olivia searched for her alternate self in the sea full of seated students, only to see him near the window at the back of the classroom like some sort of main character. As always, he was staring outside and probably didn't even care that Olivia was introducing herself.ย
๐๐ด๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ.
"Yeah, Oliver, am I related to you?" She called out, purposely redirecting the attention to him.
Oliver finally looked straight in front, blinking blankly because he didn't hear the question.
Or so she thought.
"Yeah," Oliver yawned. "She's my wife."