𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐈𝐑𝐋𝐒; ᵐᵃˣ ᵗʰᵘⁿᵈᵉʳᵐᵃⁿ ( on hold )

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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 / 𝖼𝗁𝖺𝗇𝗀𝖾 𝗈𝖿 𝖺𝗋𝗍

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      𝑷𝐇𝐎𝐄𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 sat in art class. Lucy was making paper origami while Phoebe was making something out of clay.

      Sarah ran up to the girls "Phoebe, what do you think of my painting of Max?"

      The painting was extremely good- only the fact that Max was wearing a toga.

      Phoebe scrunched her face up "Clearly you've never seen Max in a toga."

      "I have up here." Sarah tapped her head with her finger before leaving the two girls.

      Lucy furrowed her brows "Have you seen him in a toga before?" She asked Phoebe, genuinely curious.

      "No," Phoebe said continuing her art project.

      Suddenly Max emerged into the classroom, sitting down in the chair next to Phoebe. He gave Lucy a small acknowledging nod, his eyes drifting to their art professor.

      "Late again?" Phoebe scoffed, not sounding surprised.

      "Yeah, I have this thing where- I don't care," Max said, cutting himself off mid-sentence.

      Their art professor walked up to them, her eyes gleaming "Ah, Max, I meant to ask you which one of your masterpieces would you like to donate to tomorrow's school art auction?"

      She mentioned to the entire wall that displayed Max's paintings over the semester. Max stood up following after her "Gosh, Mrs. Matson, I don't know. There's so many to choose from."

      "So many to choose from." Phoebe mocked Max's voice. Phoebe had always been jealous of Max's artistic abilities, and Lucy couldn't blame her. Max's art is phenomenal and unlike any of their classmates.

      "Maybe I'll make a new one," Max suggested.

      "Well, whatever it is Max, I'm sure it will bring in a lot of money for the school." Mrs. Matson said, her eyes drifting toward the other Thunderman twin "Phoebe, when are you going to start your project?"

      "Um, actually, I just finished it. I call it 'horse'!" She smiled proudly looking at her monstrosity.

      "Looks like it was made by a horse," Max spoke up making Mrs. Matson laugh alongside Max.

      "Oh, Max, funny and talented. And Phoebe... always on time." Mrs. Matson walked away. Max sat back down on his stool.

      Phoebe sighed "I don't get it. Why is art so easy for you and so hard for me? We're twins."

      "Let's ask your horse," Max picked up Phoebe's horse, mimicking a voice "'Throw me in the garbage, Max!'"

      Max began walking away, Phoebe's horse in his hand. Phoebe used her telekinesis to make Max trip over a paint cart making him fall to the ground, the paint splattering all over the floor.