"Woof, woof woof!" Krise thought she heard a faint barking sound as she passed the garden shed. "But we don't have any dogs," Krise murmured quizzically. "Stop muttering to yourself, Kristena! It's getting on my last nerves." Kaira hissed in annoyance, looking up from her vampire novel. "Don't call me that, Kairane," Krise scowled in return, sticking out her tongue at her twin. "It's just that it is embarrassing to have a sister that has a boy's name." Kaira smirked. "As it is humiliating and disgusting to have a twin that can't even walk for 500m without whining like an old woman. And at least a old woman has a valid reason. " Krise shot back. Both girls snarled at each other, Kaira with narrowed, cold eyes and Krise with big, fierce ones."There's no point fighting with a childish girl like you!" Both girls screamed at each other in unison. Krise had enough. She stormed out of the room, leaving Kaira in angry tears. Just going to check out where the noise is coming from. Krise told herself. She felt herself boiling from the inside. Trying to ignore Kaira was no use. She always found a way to suck her blood. Brushing the thought aside, Krise opened the door if the shed silently. To her surprise, she found ten puppies yelping and bouncing inside! "What in th- Ahhhhh!" Krise let out a resounding shriek, as tge puppies jumped on her, barking curiously. Krise stop shrieking when she realised that they were just fluffy fur balls. "Aw, you're so cute. Hey there! You are so fluffy, like my hair. I like you! Aw, Dad! Look at them, can I keep them? Please?" Krise cradled the little puppies in her arms. Dad, looked uncertain. "Well, we can't have them running all over the place,". Krise gave her father a sad puppy look. "Puh-leez?" Dad sighed. "Okay, I'll let you keep them on my conditions. One, you have to potty teain them. Two, you have to keep them in this shed. Three, you have to give Kaira at least one of them." Krise frowned. Give Kaira one of them? Maybe. " Fine. But you call Kaira down. And I get to give her the choice." Krise said authoritatively. Without waiting for a response, Krise chose five puppies she would definitely keep: One with a fluffy white coat and brown eyes, another with a light chocolate brown and grey eyes, and another three with dark grey orbs, a mixture of sandy yellow, earthy brown and greyish white. All the puppies she chose were little bundles of joy, just like how she liked it. "What is it?" Kaira called in a sleepy beauty tone as she dragged herself in, and leaned on the wall, scowling. Dad opened his mouth to speak, but Krise beat him to it. In a barely emotional tone, she spoke. "I found these puppies. Choose what you one from the five of those." Krise carried the five puppies she'd chosen, and left, leaving a medley of 'woofs' and leaving with them, too. A few hours later, Krise heard a knock on her door. She got up and opened it. "Dad asked me to thank you for offering these puppies." Kaira said, holding up two cream-coloured puppies, both with dark brown eyes. "What happened to the other three?" Krise questioned suspiciously. "Two for Kenny, one for Dad." Kaira replied emotionlessly, and Krise shut the door in her face. Emotionless is better than sarcastic, Krise thought with a wistful smile.
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Apple of my eye
General FictionA dose of humour, a pinch of rivalry, a tad of jealousy........stir well, and add a juicy apple. What do you get? A crazy tale of a girl named Kristena Sophie Jones, about how a little change of heart can make a big difference, and about how the pow...