"Hurry it up, Ollie. We're going to be late!" A young Lua yelled behind him, his voice barely reaching Oliver. Oliver, a boy with black hair and the same golden eyes as Lua, kept on sweating as he struggled to keep up.
"You're too damn fast, Lua!" He complained, yet he was only putting up an act. In truth, Oliver enjoyed spending time with Lua, and was intent on dragging it out as long as possible.
Lua laughed. "Oh yeah? I'll tell Mum that you're the reason we're late then!"
"No you will not!" Oliver picked up his pace, deciding he would make sure the blame wouldn't be on him. After all, Elizabeth's wrath was not one to be reckoned with.
Sneaking through the door, the boys intruded the Moonsilver residence. Suddenly, however, they were foiled. A booming voice from behind them sounded.
"Where have you both been?"
