*The twins sit on two respective armchairs in the living room, steam curling gentle from the teacups they held in their slender hands.*
Author: Welcome all! To the first edition of 'Lockwood and Lockwood Spill the Tea'! Today, we're joined by Anthony and Emily, here at Portland Row! Thank you for joining us, you two!
Anthony: Anything for the attention, Lockwood and Co. needs the publicity!
*he winks at the author, and his sister rolls her eyes*
Emily: Cup of tea?
Author: Oh, no thank you, I prefer coffee.
*Emily blanches*
Author: So, you two living in this big house all alone! How do you do it?
Anthony: It was never easy, but having each other really helped.
Emily: I was going to say, it was nice being able to settle disputes with a rapier match, but yeah.
Anthony: That too, yes, Em. Honestly, I couldn't have done it without her.
Emily: Nor I him. He's my best friend.
Anthony: Ooh, don't tell George.
Author: Ah, yes, where is that boy?
*Emily laughs quietly*
Emily: Buried in research, actually. I think he fell asleep.
Anthony: Did he really? So nothing edible for dinner, then.
Author: Ahem, so next question: Emily, everyone is dying to know what your style is! Your outfits have varied, but you're always so put together! Do tell.
*Emily glances down at her outfit, a similar suit to her brother's, but including a tweed vest over the freshly-ironed trousers.*
Anthony: She gets her style from me.
Emily: I think I dress pretty fluidly, er, whatever I feel like that day. I love green in my outfits, though.
Author: Aw, green is such a lovely color! Now, Anthony, what was the first Visitor you ever took care of - by yourself?
*The twins exchange an uncomfortable stare, and Emily shifts awkwardly in her seat*
Anthony: Well, first ghosts don't matter. What matters is if you can take care of one again.
Author: I see! Very interesting take on that! Since you skirted around my last question answer this one: When you both aren't ghost-hunting, what keeps you occupied?
Anthony: Oh, this one's a doozy, eh, Emily?
Emily: Absolutely it is. We can normally be found stirring up mischief.
Anthony: Er, no - I can be found stirring it up and Emily can be found not far behind, cleaning up my messes.
*Emily sighs, but she looks at the boy fondly*
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The True Story of Emily Lockwood / g. karim
Fanfiction"Tell me, George, which twin is prettier?" "Oh, come of it, Anthony. We both know the truth" (george karim x fem!oc)
