Faeries (Phan) {COMPLETED}

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I'd like to imagine that at some point in time, somewhere, someone would be reading this fic and have little fangirl attacks during fluff and get on their group chats with their friends and be like yOU HAVE TO READ THIS FIC OMg but maybe I'm just self centered hah

Here's your chappie tho :D

*Chris's POV*

My sister was a girl of fifteen. She was about five foot four, I believe - females in our family had the tendency to be shorter than the males - and she was quite pretty. She had gone back to her natural chestnut hair which fell down to her elbows, although she normally had it dyed all kinds of crazy colours. Her skin was pale and clear of freckles, except for some on the bridge of her nose. She had warm brown eyes, just like me, and a happy, wide grin when she was happy.

I had always prided my sister in having the perfect body, although she never believed me. Her thighs touched and she had a little chub on her stomach, but it was cute. I was very protective of my sister since everybody wanted to date her because she was so beautiful.

I stepped up beside her and turned to face the other three. "Guys," I beamed, "I'd like to introduce you to my sister, Avery. Ava for short."

I saw Marlhy's eyes had dilated when she saw my sister, indicating some sort of interest. Maybe she'd never seen a girl before, or at least not in a long time. Dan and Phil looked pleased to meet her, although I noticed they were obviously trying not to touch each other or give away they were lovers.

"Chris," Marlhy said, although so quietly it was hard to hear, "you didn't mention she was a twin."

"Oh," I laughed, "sorry about that. Didn't think it was an important detail."

"Hi, Ava, I'm Dan. This is my...erm...friend, Ph-"

"Don't worry about it, Dan," Ava giggled, "I know all about you and Phil. I'm not a homophobe, that'd be strange as I'm a lesbian."

Marlhy drew in a sharp breath through her nose and Dan and Phil sighed in relief. "Thank god," Phil said, draping an arm around Dan and drawing him in closer.

"I-I like y-your hair, Ava," Marlhy muttered. Ava just laughed.

We had a bit more casual bant before we seemed ready to return. "Marlhy?" I asked. She didn't respond, as she seemed transfixed on something.

"Marlhy?" I repeated, clapping in her face. She jerked back to reality, apologizing. "Sorry, sorry, what?"

"Can we bring her back?"

"Yes." she stated firmly, almost a little too quickly.

We started the journey back to the treehouse.