M & Em (Mika Fanfiction - English version)

Good sister/Bad sister

Zuleika looked at Emília and laughed as she shook her head.

Emília: Sorry, this question is a bit silly ...

Zuleika: No, it's not. He was messing with you, was not he?

Emília: N-no. I was just asking.

Zuleika: Come on! Tell me the truth! I know he's not the little saint my mother thinks but she does not believe me. According to her I have to learn to leave my brother alone.

Emília: He may have said something more harsh to me.

Zuleika: I knew! No, he does not have a girlfriend but do not give him attenction. He's a hopeless case.

Emília: (laughs) Don't worry. I have a boyfriend.

Zuleika: You do well. Do not exchange it for my brother unless your boyfriend is a real jerk.

They talked about the jewelry, about the tour, and about the family. It was a very well spent time. Zuleika was a breath of fresh air. As well as being super talented, she had a smile that lit up the room. She was about the same age as Emília and this also helped them to create a good connection. They were so entertained in their worlds and in their conversations that they did not even realised of the time. The only thing that woke them up was a knock on the door.

Zuleika: Come in.

Mika: But what's going on here? You disappeared for so long and now I was hearing giggling from here ...

Zuleika: Nothing. We were talking.

Mika approached and hugged Zuleika from behind.

Mika: It's so good to see two of the most spectacular women in the world doing so well.

Emília: (crosses her arms) What do you want?

Mika: Nothing. But you could help me do something for dinner.

Zuleika laughed and rolled her eyes.

Emília: All right. Let's go.

Emília got up and ran her hand through Zuleika's hair and smiled at her. She smiled back at her. Emília grabbed Mika's hand and they both left the room toward the kitchen. They crossed paths with Fortuné.

Fortuné: Where are the two of you going hand in hand?

Mika: Cooking.

Lola: That's normal Fortuné. They walk like that on the street.

Fortuné: Hand in hand?!

Mika: Yes. Do you have problems? I would walk hand in hand with one of my sisters. Emília is a sister of mine who was born in another belly.

Fortune: Ok ... if she's your sister is all right ... (laughs) Forget what i said.

Mika and Emília continued to the kitchen, and Fortuné went to his room. Down the stairs passed Yasmine.

Yasmine: Who walks hand in hand ??

Fortuné: Mika and Emília.

Yasmine: Where are they?

Fortuné: They were both cooking.

Yasmine: Together?

Fortuné: Yes. They get along very well! He says that she is like a sister to him and I begin to believe that he really feels it.

Fortuné continued up the stairs and Yasmine still stood for a long time in the same place to take a deep breath and try to assimilate everything her brother had told her. Then she got up and walked into the kitchen. When Emília and Mika came in they were preparing things to start making dinner. But as they can not do anything without silly things to the mix Mika had put music and were dancing and laughing like the fools they are.