CRIMSON MIRROR

The twins were a storm in human form - one a girl with pigtails flying like helicopter blades, the other a boy with a grin so wide it always spelled trouble. Together, they were unstoppable.

The girl was the mastermind of mayhem: she'd tie blankets into superhero capes, declare herself queen of the couch kingdom, and launch into "missions" that usually ended with spilled juice and a very unhappy family pet.

The boy was the engine of chaos: always carrying some strange invention made from toys, string, and far too much tape. If there was a crash, a bang, or suspicious silence, he was at the center of it - probably with glitter in his hair.

When united, they became a whirlwind: cereal battles in the kitchen, indoor "volcano experiments" with soda, and endless arguments about whether the cat was a sidekick or a villain.

Wherever they went, peace was impossible - but laughter was guaranteed.