Post by Casper & Jasper Emory on May 10, 2015 12:01:13 GMT -6
What were the twins to do? They had been angry since they came back from the camping trip, several things had happened that they were not pleased with, and they just really wanted to go home. Home to the circus where things just made sense. They could be themselves without people being upset with them or having to worry about forming lasting bonds. Back home they could do as they liked how they liked it, and would not have to worry about dealing with it later. They hated this school, or at least they hated the idea of even having to go to school, make friends, and be normal.
Who wanted to be normal? They didn't. They grew up in an orphanage and then the circus, they wanted their lives to be everything but normal. Still, they had been scolded not too long ago and were getting done with serving a detention. "Let's go climb." Jasper said as he suddenly pulled on his brother's arm and started to jog forward. They didn't have to go deep into the forest or anything, using a tree near the school was enough. It was a large pine tree at that, meaning that it would smell awesome while they climbed up it. "Race you to the top?" Casper asked his brother. Jasper didn't even have to say yes, because soon both the siblings were already climbing high into the tree.
Things were even going well, that was until Casper ended up stepping on a weak branch, the snapped underneath him as soon as he put weight on it. The branch breaking caused Casper to end up falling, hitting another branch, ending upside down, and resuming falling. He likely would have fallen all the way to the ground if his brother had not quickly grabbed him by his jeans. Those jeans however were a bit loose on Casper and ended up slipping right off of him, taking his boxers with them, and allowing Casper to slip the rest of the way down, and onto the ground. He had a few scratches, but nothing serious, other than the fact that he was now letting his cheeks get some air.
"This is why you should wear Boxer-Brief." Jasper said, as he was already laughing at the whole scene, still having a hold of his pants bottoms and the like. "Hand them over, Jas." Casper said glaring up at his brother, not bothering to cover himself. "Oh no, the wind." Jasper said as he tossed his brother's pants and underwear away, the set landing on someone that happened to be just within range.
Who wanted to be normal? They didn't. They grew up in an orphanage and then the circus, they wanted their lives to be everything but normal. Still, they had been scolded not too long ago and were getting done with serving a detention. "Let's go climb." Jasper said as he suddenly pulled on his brother's arm and started to jog forward. They didn't have to go deep into the forest or anything, using a tree near the school was enough. It was a large pine tree at that, meaning that it would smell awesome while they climbed up it. "Race you to the top?" Casper asked his brother. Jasper didn't even have to say yes, because soon both the siblings were already climbing high into the tree.
Things were even going well, that was until Casper ended up stepping on a weak branch, the snapped underneath him as soon as he put weight on it. The branch breaking caused Casper to end up falling, hitting another branch, ending upside down, and resuming falling. He likely would have fallen all the way to the ground if his brother had not quickly grabbed him by his jeans. Those jeans however were a bit loose on Casper and ended up slipping right off of him, taking his boxers with them, and allowing Casper to slip the rest of the way down, and onto the ground. He had a few scratches, but nothing serious, other than the fact that he was now letting his cheeks get some air.
"This is why you should wear Boxer-Brief." Jasper said, as he was already laughing at the whole scene, still having a hold of his pants bottoms and the like. "Hand them over, Jas." Casper said glaring up at his brother, not bothering to cover himself. "Oh no, the wind." Jasper said as he tossed his brother's pants and underwear away, the set landing on someone that happened to be just within range.
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