I'm not sure if you can tell, but there are actually two of us. Our names are Caroline and Aiden. Caroline, the obviously superior one who is totally not typing the bio at all, is older than Aiden, which is very important when deciding who should be left in charge. We are two teenage idiots who are writing a story. This story has at least three teenage idiots. We don't actually live in Colorado, but we do live in a dinosaur. It's made out of wood, and we're gifting it to the Trojans. It's totally not filled with two idiotic teenagers. We lied about our age because telling the truth is scary. We struggled to verify this account for like three days until Michael from Wattpad support, the most glorious being, verified us. Thank you Michael. Anyway, we write, we read, and most importantly, we invade Troy. Message us with any questions, and I mean any questions. If you want to know our password, just ask. We probably won't tell you the truth, but we will answer. This has gotten to be way too long. Goodbye, sleep well, and as our old elementary principal used to say... Love ya!





After that rather interesting introduction from Inferiority, I only have a little bit more to add. First off, all of you reading this are now sworn to secrecy about our invasion of Troy. Don't tell anyone. If you do, we know who you are and where to find you. The second thing is that we're now bound by blood. All of us. There's no getting out of it. As soon as you read this, you're officially apart of our cult. So, allow me to welcome you all to our profile. Welcome, brothers.