Only If you swear...

Chapter Twelve

Cass came running into my room, coincidently the same time I had finished cleaning. "I...did......it." She said trying to catch her breath. "See, as much...As Jordon is lov...ed by father, he's so unreliable... it was his job to do it last week... obvio...usly he di..dn't, it practically ripped the bucket out of my hand!" I laughed as Cass scowled. "Not funny," She said coldly. "Kinda is," I laughed, "Anyway, what's next on the list?" Cass pulled it out of her pocket, her hand were all bloody, but it wasn't hers, her blood is black, or so the book I had read while waiting for her had said. "Babysitting," She rolled her eyes and sighed. "They can't be THAT bad," I spoke, she glared, "You don't know them, little monsters." She sighed, "Literally," I added. She laughed as we walked across the corridor into the second room, "Hey, why aren't we going into the first one, I thought you said they were the youngest?" We can't breed that fast! Surely? She looked at me in the eyes as she said with a straight face, "Well, they aren't the youngest anymore," Whattttt? "How would you know?" She lowered her head, "Bumped into them on the way downstairs, a baby boy, Vlad." I nodded, "Damn, they sure breed fast, Jeez." Cass laughed as we pushed open the door to the twin's room. The twins were drastically different from one another, but also the same in a weird way, both had soft pale skin, one had dark hair and one had very light hair, one was wearing all black, the other all white. "That's Draconia," Cass said pointing at the child with light coloured hair, who was dressed in a black onesie. "And that's Akantha." She spoke pointing to the girl with the black hair and a white onesie. I smiled at the two young children, they looked roughly normal. "And you said they were monsters," I laughed. Cass glared puzzled at me, "What are you on about? We're all monsters, can't you tell?" She said. "Oh, you meant literally," I spoke, Cass spoke, "Is there any other way?" She actually didn't know, what a metaphor was? "It's a metaphor," She glanced at me, clearly confused, then recognition fell over her face, "Oh, I learnt about that! It's a human thing right?" I raised my eyebrows, "Obviously," She giggled and picked up one of the babies, "We have to play with them and then put them to bed, they have a nap before dinner," She spoke, I nodded and picked up the other baby, "Okay, so if you play with them, I'm going to start on the food, which is going to take forever, so put them to bed in twenty minutes or so, then you can help me downstairs in the kitchen." I nodded again, and Cass placed the baby in the cot, as she waltzed out the door. This time I closed it with a swish of my wrist without touching it. I smiled as I looked at my two younger sisters. "I have a feeling we're gonna get along just great." 

Maybe I was wrong. Five minutes in. I cannot do this. Draconia keeps crying, Akantha keeps hitting her sister. I thought some humans babies were bad. These guys are monsters, Jeez. Akantha was making toys fly around the room, hitting her sister with them occasionally. Right, time to be a better sister. "AKANTHA! NO!" I shouted maybe a little too loud because both babies started to screech. Great, wonderful. Suddenly, the door swung open and there stood...