The Tale of The Two Timmies

Once upon a time, there were two girls named Timmie. Yes, both their names were Timmie. Timmie Lee and Timmie Shen to be exact. They are, right now, the greatest duo that anyone in Publications or ASB or any other elective has ever seen. How to account for their rise to the top. Well, let us start at the beginning. . .

They had met at Janoop's wedding. Jennifer was bossing everyone around, as usual.

"ALRIGHT, EVERYONE GET TO THE RECEPTION ROOM. TIMMIE AND TIMMIE, GO GET THE CAKE!"

Not wanting to ruin Jennifer's special day, Timmie and Timmie silently agreed and brought out the ginormous, 5-tier cake.

"TIMMIE AND TIMMIE, GET THE KNIFE!" Jennifer commanded. Because they are nice, Timmie and Timmie walked over to the kitchens to get the ornate knife to cut the cake. All was good until the cake was all cut.

"OMG. I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU GUYS FORGOT THE PLATES. YOU'RE SO INCONSIDERATE. GO GET THEM." Jennifer ordered.

And it went on and on like this. When Jennifer forced them to go get her purse to pay Neraj, the caterer, it was their last straw.

"Ok, look. Jennifer is going to keep walking over us like a doormat unless we stand up to her," Timmie Shen told Timmie Lee.

"Um... today is Jennifer's wedding, I'm not sure if we should—"

"NO. Jennifer is evil and needs to be stopped!"

"Well, how are we going to stop her? We're at a party with the most ferocious people of all time: the 2017 Publications class."

Timmie Shen looked at Jennifer's wallet. Her eyes floated over to Neraj placing the buffet out. She looked back at Timmie Lee.

"I have a plan."

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Timmie and Timmie walked over to Neraj, who was waiting for his check.

"YO WHASSUUUUUUUP!!! I NEED MY CHECK OF $500.50!"

"Neraj, you've worked so hard. You deserve a tip!" Timmie Lee said sweetly.

"5% IS GOOD ENOUGH BRO. SEE, MY GURL NINA IS HERE AT THIS PARTY AND SHE HAS SOME FIIIIIIINE KNEECAPS. IT'S A TIP BY ITSELF TO SEE A MEMBER OF THE BALAJI CLAN HERE!" Neraj responded.

"Nothing of the sort. You deserve a 5,000,000% tip." Timmie Lee kept talking to Neraj while Timmie Shen took care of the check. She walked over to Jennifer, who was listening to Riya's saga of her closet hook up with Sairam.

"Jennifer! I need your signature," said Timmie Shen.

"What for?" replied Jennifer.

"Um... marriage certificates?" Timmie stuttered unconvincingly.

"Uh... ok... " Jennifer signed the check without seeing what it was. She wanted to get back to listening to Riya's story.

Timmie skipped away happily, knowing her plan had worked. She unfolded the check and filled in the amount number. Including the tip, the bill went from $500.50 to $25,025,500.50. It seemed like a good amount, considering the pain and torture Jennifer had put them through. She handed the check to Neraj.

"This is an appropriate amount, I guess," Timmie Lee told innocently.

Neraj took one look at the check and his kneecaps started trembling. He ran out the door and drove straight to the bank to deposit the check.

All was well until after the party. Jennifer was scrolling through her iPhone 50S Plus when she got a notification from the bank.

"'You have transferred a total of $25,025,500.50 to Neraj Vairavan's account!"

Because it was a Publications™ party, word spread like a bonfire. Soon, everybody knew about the Timmie&Timmie vs. Jennifer Patel heist. Publications was split in half: one side congratulating Timmie and Timmie and the other sitting with Jennifer as she cried her eyes out.

Cinder and Nina were both at Timmie and Timmie's side. Their natural dramatic storytelling instincts took over as they took note of this whole event.

"Timmie 'n' Timmie?" Nina suggested.

"Nah."

"The Terrible Tammies" Nina thought out loud, but was rejected once again. She saw Cinder write down a name. Nina peered over as Cinder told the group.

"They shall be called... the Two Tammies!"

Fin.